Once Upon A Demon [ ON HOLD ]

BONUS #1

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SPECIAL CHAPTER

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The goal of my life isn't far away now.

It's near.

Just one little step and it will be mine.

My wife's father is sick. His health is deteriorating, breaths getting slower and slower with each second. His death is important. With his passing, I can become Alpha. In his early days, Matthew Charleston bought a lot of packs under his rule. He'd made the strongest submit, conquered the largest of packs and unofficially crowned himself as the King of the Lycans. But when he dies, his entire kingdom will be mine. And then I can finally execute my revenge against my father.

I was an illegitimate child, born to a high ranking alpha and captive female rogue. I was conceived and given birth to in a prison cell. My father had been married at the time and to prevent suspicions, he'd driven us out to the woods and left us there. My mother raised me in the wilderness until I was five. Then my father had abruptly returned. He revealed his plans to take over the paranormal dimension and slit my mother's throat. He spared me, out of courtesy since I was his firstborn son. He drove me to a house and the people in there became my new family for the next eleven years. They had a little daughter and she was my sister in every sense. I'd loved her from the moment she was born and wrapped her tiny fingers around one of my own.

But my father came back. He and his pack set fire to my family. I watched my family die that day. My sister burned to ashes right in front of me. He assumed I'd perished in that fire as well. He didn't want a son anymore cause over the years, he'd had two of his own and now he'd wanted to tie up the loose ends. His actions rose in me such a deep hatred for him and his pack that I vowed that day, upon my dead sister that I'd kill him and I'd make him feel the pain he put me through. I'd conquer his pack, make him my slave before he'd meet his end. He would wish he hadn't done what he had. He would regret every moment of his life. My father would beg for death by the time I was done with him.

Many years after my revenge pact to myself, I'd managed to woo Rowan. She was my key. My key to securing the highest position in the paranormal dimension, The King of The Lycans. All I had to do was marry her and wait for her father, Matthew Charleston, to take his last breath. It had taken careful planning and small doses of poison to break his immunity and bedrid him. After that, it was only a matter of days. But the senile old crone had managed to defy odds and last a year after that. But with each passing day, I see his walls crumbling and I know his last day isn't far away.

Standing outside his room, I wait for the pack doctor come out with the good news. And he does. Tears and sobs of sorrow surround me but all I feel is joy. Rowan leans against me for support. My wife had been quite attached to her father, that cunning, vicious old fucker. I can't understand her sadness but I do hold her against me, trying my best to comfort the woman sharing my bed for the past two years.

Later in our bedroom, after Rowan's cried herself to sleep, I plan on what to do next.

Within the next month, I became the King. I handled it well. It was something I'd trained myself for all my life after all. "How is she?" I ask my informant. He's stationed in Primrose, exactly where something of mine has been hiding away for far too long. "She's doing well, sir." Comes a curt reply. Outside, I'm forced to be the loving husband, the caring Alpha, the judicious leader. But within the walls of my study, I'm allowed to think. To obsess. And to think some more.

Alexandria Monroe. She's beautiful. A demon. And she's the object of my every fantasy.

When my old pack - a bunch of no good rogues who I used for an entry into the pack world - set fire to a colony of demons, I'd been forced to partake in it. But within the scorching flames, I found a gem. Her shine was withering, she was on the brink of death and she reminded me of my sister. So I saved her. I saved her and I forgot about her. Until she came back to haunt me. She's captured me from the very first moment. Every day, I grew closer to the point of no control. I feared I might snap and claim her. Then everything I'd worked so hard for would come to an end.

So I did what I had to do.

I kissed her. In that one kiss, I bared myself to her. With one action, I'd managed to acquire a taste of the forbidden and send her away from me. I figured with her away, I'd forget like before and would move on with my life. But I couldn't. I couldn't forget about her. I'd hurt her, driven her far from me and while she succeeded in moving on, I didn't. It was only a week after her departure that I lost control and sent Quentin to Primrose to keep an eye on my little demon.

It's because that's what she was.

Mine.

Forever, she'd be mine.

For the past three years, I let her have her fun with different men. I let her enjoy her freedom since I was busy with Matthew and Rowan anyways. Because I knew, I knew the moment I'd be back in her life, she'd only know me. She'd learn to love me. Once I walked back into her life, no one else could have her. That was a silent promise I'd made to myself and her.

I waited patiently for another month. Then I announced the move. The pack was ecstatic. My wife was happy. Lucien looked at me with accusing eyes. He knew the real reason behind the move. He knew Alexa would be the one I always wanted though I'd been good at suppressing my emotions. He then smirked and held his wife close.

I smile at Rowan and wrapped an arm around her waist.

Just a bit more and Alexa would be within my grasp. She'd be mine to keep and then I could focus on my father again with the woman I love by my side. Rowan? I'd keep her in the dark but I'd keep her close. Being the Princess of the Lycan World for so long should make her useful in one way or the other. If she crossed me, I'd lock her up. If she betrayed me, I'd snap her neck. But if she pledged loyalty, she'd be allowed to leave me and find a man she really loves, unlike the facade she puts up for me.

I smile, thinking of Alexa. She's beautiful and she's all mine. My mate.

Soon.