Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Demon by Cassandra M

LUCY.

"What are you doing?" Manuel’s eyes squinted as his gaze fell everywhere in my small, messy room while Stella was holding his arms to stop him from stepping inside.

"I’m looking for some of my money. But I found it already. I just misplaced it." I answered nonchalantly as I began picking up my clothes from the floor and began folding them.

"Stop with your lies. Were you in the kitchen earlier?"

"What kind of question is that? Of course. I’ve been everywhere in this house. What’s going on?" I turned around and placed my hands on my hips as I tapped my foot on the wooden floor, my eyes shifting back and forth between them as if I was impatient to hear their replies.

"Nothing, dear. I need help with dinner. Can you come down and give this old lady a hand before the pups come and attack me from hunger?" Stella spoke sweetly, but I saw worry and concern in her eyes.

Something was about to happen.

"Sure. I’ll just pick all these up and throw them on my bed, then I’ll go down. Just five minutes."

"Okay." She smiled widely as she tugged her mate away from my room, but Manuel was still looking at me. And I knew that the look he was giving me - he didn’t believe a word I said. He knew I was up to something.

To hell with him.

The moment the door closed, I grabbed the backpack from under the blanket and locked my door before I pulled my window up and scouted the grounds below. The locked door would buy me some time if they decided to come back and check on me.

My bedroom faced the back of the orphanage, but two floors down was one of the receiving rooms, the one often used for guests. If there was no one in there, no one would see me jumping down from baluster to baluster.

This was not the first time I jumped and crawled out of my bedroom window, so I didn’t have to be terrified about falling. I just needed not to be seen.

I swung the backpack over my shoulders and climbed out of the window. My hands clutched my window sill as I swung my foot down until I reached the upper doorframe of the room below mine. I used it as leverage and pushed my body up to jump, landing perfectly on the balcony of the old library that no one visited except for me.

I dusted off my hands and checked if there were lights in the receiving room down below, and my heart dropped in disappointment when I saw lights illuminating the window.

I bit my bottom lip, chewing it as I thought of my next move when a voice from the top snapped me out of my thoughts.

"She’s running away!" Manuel’s voice erupted in the thin air, making me snap my head back and I saw him pointing at me from my window.

didn’t have time to think as I jumped off the balcony from

a long beard. His forehead creased, but I didn’t have time

pace that was too fast for my usual run. It reminded me of the speed I used when I was running away from

might have been running fast, but it was nothing compared to the

earth, and the sound kept getting louder as I kept sprinting

opal stone hanging on my neck. I just needed to take it off and

I need to

or demons? Make your

behind me overtook my run and ended up rounding me with one wolf blocking my

small frame slammed against the wolf, and I was thrown back in an instant. My ass hit the ground with a loud thud before my

broke my spine.

down on the dirt with my eyes closed and my chest heaving. I wondered if my small backpack was enough

and I knew they must be shifting back to their human

fast for an omega." A deep voice made me snap my eyes open to see a bulky naked man looking down at me with his dick

and I just remained still, wondering

"What’s your name?"

looking at them, looking down at me, but had

listening earlier? Lucy. Her name

crouched on my side, just beside my head, so if I tilted my face in his direction, I was sure I would see the thing he wanted to show off. "Listen.

don’t want to be part of the Feast."

little Omega. And if you try to run away,

you trying to

I’m trying to tell you what

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or the pups at the orphanage. The men who caught

that I was stubborn and that they needed to watch out for me because I would

talked with

I wasn’t. I have seen far worse with my young eyes while I was in the underworld than the things around here. Nothing could

I wasn’t scared, I needed to pretend that I was. Or they might find out that I was not an ordinary

I took it as an invitation to rest my eyes and