Marked By The Demon Triplet Alpha Kings

Aurora

Her words were like an unexpected bombshell. It caught me unaware, throwing me off balance.

The heir to the throne was in my womb?

Disbelief hit me hard as I turned behind me to check if the doctor was speaking to another lady.

But I was wrong. She had been talking to me all along.

My pitiful eyes glanced at the doctor, hoping she was just playing some sick joke on me but it dawned on me that she was dead serious.

“You are carrying the heir to the throne. The next Alpha King is in your womb.”

Her words echoed in my head again, filling me with goosebumps.

I was pregnant with Damon’s child.

For some seconds, I repeated the words to myself, but my head was blank.

I didn’t know how to feel.

I didn’t know whether to be elated or sad.

What was there to be elated about? I would be killed before I get to see my child.

I hated the life of a breeder!

I hated Damon!

I hated that I was helpless.

What did I deserve to be given this fate?

Did the Moon goddess hate me that much?

I wished I could turn back the hands of time, I would have chosen my father’s option. I would have chosen to flee during the attack instead of seeking help from Damon.

I missed my parents, I longed for them.

At least, their presence would reassure me.

But it wasn’t possible as I belonged to the Alpha King.

My silver-grey eyes glistened with pain and sadness as they landed on Damon’s hazel ones.

A dreaded silence ensued between us as our eyes communicated.

As if confirming my fears, his dominating figure walked closer to me.

He cleared his dry throat while his hand tossed a strand of his midnight black hair that hung loosely on his forehead, causing him to look like a sexy demigod.

I rolled my eyes in disgust as he stood proudly before me with his hands buried in his pockets.

“It is true. My son is in your womb. This time, I have proof this time as I wouldn’t let anyone play on my intelligence,” he paused briefly. I could tell he reflected on how Rosa deceived him with a fake baby bump.

“Everything you need will be provided for. You don’t need to do anything. Alex will take you to your new room,” he explained emotionlessly.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at his hardened eyes.

Maybe if we had not had sex, I wouldn’t be in this situation.

But there was no point blaming myself. He was my master.

My body, my soul, and my spirit belonged to him.

“You are not allowed to overthink, hurt yourself, or starve yourself in your condition. Since you are one month gone, you have eight months to deliver my heir. One silly mistake and I will end you!” He threatened, causing my heart to shatter at his harsh words.

What was it with him?

Why was he sweet one minute and he was a dick the next?

Why was he so cruel and heartless? All he thought of was the safety of his son, but not mine.

I lowered my head as tears streamed from my eyes.

The pain I felt in my heart was enough to rip it off.

Thanks to Damon.

“Ma’am. You heard the King. You are not allowed to cry because it can affect the baby’s well-being and that can pose a danger to…”

I didn’t let her complete her words before I yanked off the syringe connected to my hand.

Fuelled by pain, I fled from the ward, allowing my legs to take me anywhere.

I didn’t care where I was, as long as I was far away from the selfish bastards.

One wrong move sent me crashing to the floor like a ton of bricks.

I didn’t bother to get up on my feet.

I lay there, wallowing in self-pity as I cried my eyes out.

It didn’t take long before I sensed that I was beside the fountain in the garden as droplets of water kept splashing on my body.

My hands slowly slid from my face and dropped lightly on my exposed stomach.

It was so flat that I almost doubted if a baby was growing in it.

Fear pricked my heart at the thought of how my life changed.

I was now a breeder.

The one to be killed like an animal after the birth of her child.

My heart squeezed tightly at the thought that my days were numbered.

I didn’t want to die.

I didn’t want this horrible life.

The Moon goddess must despise me so much for giving me this destiny.

“Crying is bad for the baby.”

A voice behind me said.

I didn’t need to raise my head before I knew who spoke.

His subduing and domineering aura and his authoritative voice were enough to give him away.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Go to your room!” He ordered.

“Go away!” I found myself protesting.

My heart thumped in fear at my sudden outburst.

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

“It was an order,” he warned, his voice echoing an impending danger.

But I care less.

My life would be over in a few months anyway. Besides, he couldn’t punish me as I was carrying his son.

A feeling of excitement sprang up in me at the thought of being immune to his orders.

I would enjoy it while it lasts.

“Don’t you dare flaunt my orders,” he growled, before launching towards me in anger.

His rough hands grabbed my hand, yanking it up as he tried to make me stand to my feet.

Caught off-balance, I tripped against a stump, almost falling on the floor.

But in the blink of an eye, Damon’s strong arms grabbed me before I could hit my head.

My face fell on his chest and his scent invaded my nose.

Wild sparks ran freely within me as our bodies were locked against each other.

His harsh intake of breath and the loud thumping of his heart confirmed that he felt the same.

Time froze and we got lost in each other’s dreamy gaze.

“Fuck it!” He gritted his teeth before crashing his lips against mine.