Alisa
Derrick folds me in his arms and stares at me while he caresses my face. He’s sweet, gentle, and there’s no sign of the demon alpha everyone always talked about with so much fear and reverence.
Even so, I can still feel the power emanating from him. His aura is beautiful and overwhelming. He doesn’t need to tell me that the way he treats me is an exception, not the rule, and that he’d have no problem putting me straight back in my place if I overstep.
I like rules. Firm boundaries. That way, I know exactly what's expected of me. I know what to do, when to do it, where to go, how to behave. Chaos scares me. I can’t function in a noisy world with no rules.
I snuggle deeper into Derrick, making sure to keep my hands to myself, inhaling his scent, drowning myself in the comfort of h
