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Chapter One Hundred and Forty Four
ALIYA'S POV
| dreamt about the lake, the very first place we'd shared a kiss; it had been one of the best days of my life. But
too soon, the perfect dream was interrupted by another memory. | stood in front of the fortune teller's hut, the
bones and skulls hanging from the door clacking together with an unsettling sound. The old woman sat in her hut
with a smile on her face.
"Back so soon?" she asked.
"You were right... about his darkness, he is the-"
"Demon Overlord. Yes." She agreed, seemingly unsurprised. "I had never seen such an amount of darkness in
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtanyone before."
"You were right abouttoo. You toldthere would be a big change-I didn't believe you. But now | see. | fell
in love, just as you said | would, and | was happy. But the pain you spoke of... | understand it now. He lied to me. |
hate him for his lies, for deceiving me."
The old woman smiled. "No, you don't hate him. That's just a lie you tell yourself because you want to believe it."
"Fortune tellers are liars," | said, echoing Trian's words. "Maybe you did get all those things right, but it could
have been pure luck. You don't know anything about me."
| wondered why | was taking my anger out on the poor woman, but it was too late to take my words back now.
"Giveyour hands." She said,
"Why?"
"I'll give you one more reading... I'll show you something you want."
| regarded her outstretched hands for a few seconds, wondering why she was still being kind toafter what |
had said. But slowly, | took her hands, and then... | was in a different dream.
The house was one | had grown familiar with-it was Daemon's house, the one | was living in now.
| heard moans coming from upstairs and followed the sound, stopping in front of the room where the human girls
had been kept. Daemon was with the eldest of them-she seemed to be his favorite. His fangs were deep in her
skin. | waited for the nausea to come, but it didn't. Watching them didn't feel repulsive.
Daemon once toldthat the feeling of being bitten was almost like having sex. | hadn't understood it then, but
as | watched the human girl moan, her neck tilted and exposed to him, | finally did.
| shouldn't be watching them; this felt a bit private, but | couldn't pull my eyes away from the scene unfolding
before me, but then | felt a strange emotion, one | wasn't familiar with... envy.
| wanted to take her position; | wanted to have his fangs sinking into 'me,' not her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs if the human girl could sense my presence, her eyes shot open, and she stared directly at me, a smirk curving
on her lips as she let out another moan.
| awoke with a start, drenched in sweat-even though the weather was freezing.
| could still remember the dream, almost vividly.
The fortune teller had revealed towhat | wanted the most, but she was wrong; I'd never wanted that.
Shoving the dream into the back of my mind, | headed downstairs. Following the scent of food, | stopped in the
kitchen.
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Chapter One Hundred and Forty Four
It always surprisedto see Daefhon cooking; it just didn't feel like something he should know how to do; he
didn't seem like the one who'd be patient enough to learn the procedures. This the was making pancakes.
Of course, he could sense my presence even before he saw me.
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