Marked By The Demon Triplet Alpha Kings

Aurora

A smile played on my face the moment Damon’s hefty figure strode into my room.

I dropped what I was doing, and straightened the pencil gown on my body as I anticipated his arrival.

My heartbeat increased as he approached me. Overtaken by sudden restlessness, I couldn’t help but fidget.

His presence seemed to have an effect on me that made invisible butterflies churn in my tummy.

I pressed my inner thighs together as my pussy lips began to get moist.

How did he effortlessly get me wet without saying a word?

My heart skipped a beat when his eyes were locked on mine for a second before he tore them.

I couldn’t wait for his minty breath to fan me and his tongue to get buried into my mouth.

“The nurse said you were awake,” he started. He scratched the back of his head in confusion.

My eyes dropped as I swallowed hard.

Good thing the mistress of evil was locked up in the dungeon.

How could she think of eliminating me when I did nothing wrong?

Damon was my master. He owned me and he had the right to my body. My feelings didn’t matter to him and I was left with no choice but to obey his commands whether they were favourable or not.

“Yes, my King,” I replied, standing to my feet as I sensed his discomfort. “Is everything okay?”

“Sit, Aurora!” He commanded, using his Alpha tone.

How did he sound so firm, yet so sexy?

My eyes didn’t leave his worried ones as I sat on the bed with my heart racing.

The look on his face gave him away.

Something wasn’t right, but I couldn’t figure out what it was.

My excitement vanished slowly as curiosity took over.

The moment his face hardened and his eyes narrowed, I could tell it was bad news.

“You are aware of the recent happenings in the castle,” he began before stopping to observe my curious face briefly. “It’s no news that Rosa’s pregnancy was fake and there is no heir that I am expecting,” he cleared his throat.

I could tell that he was hiding his sadness.

My heart thumped loudly as I began to process his words in my head.

He never told me things, how come he was explaining things to me?

I was his property, my opinions didn’t matter.

Calm down, Aurora, it’s nothing serious. I tried to take in breaths to calm my raging nerves, but I couldn’t help as anxiety got the best of me.

“I need an heir!” His voice came as a demand, causing fear to run down my spine.

“And I need him asap. The people are beginning to murmur, they are planning a coup to overthrow me since I haven’t produced an heir and their Luna,” he stopped, swallowing the bile of sadness in his throat.

That explained it.

Ivy.

He called me Ivy the day I went to apologize to him.

But what happened to her? Why did she seize to become his Luna?

I watched him blink severally to stop tears from gathering in his eyes.

My face lit up in surprise. This was the first time I saw him express his pain.

Maybe the rumours about him weren’t that true.

Known as King Damon, but he was called several scary names.

Death, Devil, Monster…

Of all names, he was known as the Demon Alpha King. No one dared cross him or they would pay with the last drop of their blood.

But here he was, wrapped in his pain and haunted by his demons.

Maybe he wasn’t as tough as the world perceived him to be.

Beneath the male bravado, he was an insecure teenager.

“That is the last thing that will happen.” He expelled harsh air, staring into space

The atmosphere shifted to a tense one, making me feel uncomfortable.

“I need you to become my breeder. You will get pregnant this month and in the next nine months, I want him out, hale and hearty!” He decreed in an air of finality.

It was like time stopped and everything became still.

Frozen in shock, my eyes widened as I tried to digest his words.

I should become his breeder?

Surely he was joking.

But fear gripped my heart when I saw the look on his face.

I recognized that look. He was done talking.

“I can’t become…” I tried to protest but my voice was weak.

Fear consumed me as his aura filled the room, shifting the room’s atmosphere.

“It was an order, Aurora!” He declared authoritatively, leaving no room for argument.

“You are whatever I say you are. I own you, Aurora. You are my property. I am your master and your King.”

I felt hot tears run freely down my eyes at his declarations.

He was right. My opinions were not needed.

But I didn’t want to become a breeder.

His words were like heavy blows to me as it caught me off balance.

Why would he want me to become his breeder? I thought he liked me. I thought he had a modicum of feelings for me.

The way he held me and kissed me passionately whenever he penetrated deep inside of me convinced me.

But I was wrong.

The life of a breeder was short and unexpected. Once the child is born, they would be separated and the mother would be killed before any form of attachment can be formed.

The life of a breeder was terrible. I didn’t want that life.

I’d rather become the King’s property than die the moment I bring my bundle of joy into the world.

Maybe I wasn’t meant to live.

“There is no need to check your vitals because Jasper has already ordered the doctor to run some tests on you,” he said expressionlessly.

How did he switch his feelings? One minute he cared about me and made me fall for him desperately, the next minute, he was an ass.

“Be ready tonight. Come to my chambers at seven-thirty. I’ll have Alex give you your dress. I will not tolerate lateness,” he stated with a scowl on his face before walking out of my room and shutting the door loudly.

Time was ticking. I needed to act fast.

Goddess, I hate him!