All Chapters of Claimed By The Demon Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

NATHANIEL"Word is getting around, Nathaniel. The demons are getting edgy. They say you're becoming weak," Rozol said as we made our way through the woods."They say that all the time. Nothing is new. I was banished from my lair, remember?"To be fair, they had every right to. Demons and werewolves didn't exactly mix well together. Toss some vampires and demons together, and everything was grand. Just not the former.It all stemmed from a war that ensued centuries ago, wiping out thousands of werewolves. To this day, no one knew what had caused the demons to act out, and declare war against the werewolves.Not one to back down from a fight, the werewolves had maintained the enmity.When you were born into two feuding species, it was hard to pick a side. Well, it had been hard at first, but I had no such difficulty anymore.I was the leader over my lair until they found out I was more than a demon. The betrayal had cut deep.A ferocious beast they

AYRA"Hey, roomie," I heard from my bedroom doorway. I straightened, tucking my black strands behind my ear. "Oh, hey," I said with a smile."I'm Seth," he said. "Can I come in?""Sure. I'm Ayra.""My room is on the second floor. Looks like you have the third floor all to yourself. Prepared for the ceremony, yet?" He asked, dropping down on my bed.I gathered my clothes, shoving them into my bag.He held up a pink thong I missed while packing the others. "You left this."My face heated up in mortification. "Thanks." I snatched the thong out of his hand, shoving it into my pocket.He grinned at me. "You're cute when you blush.""Uh, thanks. What brings you by?""I wanted to invite you to swim with us. There's a huge-ass pool downstairs. The others are already there. Would you like to join us?""Yeah. Sure. Let me just put away the rest of my stuff.""We'll be waiting." ***"Marry me," a redhead said, kneeling in front

AYRAI spent the next hour staring at the mark he left on my collarbone, wishing it'd just fade away, but of course, it didn't. I slid down the window, wishing I could undo the events of the last two hours. Then I wouldn't have this stupid mark that mocked me every time I looked at it in the mirror."Ayra. Lunch is ready," Reese called from downstairs. "I'm not hungry," I called back.It wasn't long before I heard the footsteps as they approached my bedroom."Ayra, are you okay?" Reese asked, knocking on my door."Yeah. I'm just tired. I'll come down when I've had some rest.""Okay. We're here if you need someone to talk to."Her footsteps faded, and it was quiet once more.Marking was supposed to be a special thing between mates, not something to be taken lightly. And it certainly wasn't something possessive douchebags had the right to do because they felt the need to.Thinking of what happened in his office filled me with renewed

NATHANIEL "Ishmael. It was quite a difficulty reaching you. Nice cave.""I wouldn't say so. You found me, didn't you?" The sorcerer turned away from the mirror, a smile on his face. "It's been a while, Nathaniel."He was just as I remembered. His features hadn't changed over a few years since I'd last seen him."Indeed. I need one of your weapons. Preferably the dagger if you have it.""Hm. What price are you willing to pay?"I'd prepared myself for this part. "How much do you want?""No, Nathaniel. I don't need your money. What do you have to offer?"His question threw me off. What else could he possibly want? In the past, when we had a business transaction, money was his priority."Oh, don't look like that. It's not something so grave.""What do you want?""Access to The Borough. I want to live there and have the freedom to leave whenever I want to.""Just access to The Borough?""Correct."I weighed my options in my he

NATHANIEL"Interesting thing you've got going on with your mate," Ishmael said. I could hear him snag the glass of whisky from my table.I didn't bother opening my eyes when I answered. "Ayra is not my mate. Demons don't do mates."At least it was rare. I knew that much. Only a few demons I knew in my life had such a connection, and they weren't even referred to as 'mates'. There wasn't a term to describe it, but everyone around just knew their lives were intertwined. If one died, then the other would follow. That made demons dread that type of commitment. Who would want to die for their partner?What was common amongst demons was marking. It was a way to exert dominance or stake a claim over another. It went both ways. The males and the females could do it.The mark lasted for as long as the demon was interested in the other. As long as I was interested in Ayra, the mark wouldn't fade, and as long as the mark didn't fade, the demons would always attack