* Alpha Daemon *
I have not gone back to my room after that, instead I went inside the archives. Shaking off the heat coming from the bottom of my body. Holding her was a bad idea yet I couldn't deny that she feels wonderful.
Being an Alpha, I've had lots of beautiful woman in my life who serve my every need every now and then but they were nothing compared to the Princess. I groaned and pour a glass of whiskey while I leaned my back against the soft leather chair. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about making love to her.
The archives were silent, as it had always been, cold, ancient, untouched by the chaos of the present. But tonight, even the weight of centuries pressing from the stone walls could not steady my fast heart beat.
I exhaled slowly, the glass of whiskey hovering nea
