BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha's Little Demon

Ten years after he took over as the Alpha of the Mystic Pack, Alpha Adan Stone Robinson has yet to find his mate. With the clock ticking down and the desire to produce an heir, he was left with no choice but to find a suitable breeder. An Omega would be a perfect choice—someone who could give him a son and would not make his life complicated.

Born to a Demon Prince and an Omega/rogue she-wolf, Lucija (Lucia) never wanted the Demon Princess life she had. In her attempt to run away from the underworld, she found herself thrown into the world of the wolves, the only realm her father told her never to cross.

With her demon power suppressed, it was too late now to turn her back on the world her species hated the most. Now, she's at the mercy of the famous Alpha of the Mystic Pack - whose sole goal was to make her his perfect breeder. 

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Book 1: Beneath Her Darkness COMPLETED

Book 2: Braving The Darkness (also attached to this book) COMLPETED

Book 3: Beyond The Darkness (coming soon)

001 - The Beast

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This story is a work of fiction. Some terms and explanations might be different from the usual things we might encounter when it comes to the demon realm, so please keep an open mind and enjoy this world created by the author.

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ALPHA ADAN STONE.

"Get out!" I told the female who was kneeling in front of me in a cold voice. Her eyes widened with fear flitting across them.

My face was void of any emotions as I stood up from the single couch I was lounging on and drew my trousers up, buttoning and buckling the belt in place before I walked to the other side of the room.

The female, who was still on her knees, wiped the drool from the side of her mouth before she spoke, her voice trembling. "But, sir… let me try again if you didn’t like the…"

"I said get out." My voice was low, but it was deadly that the female scampered on her feet and grabbed her heels before she opened the door to the private room and walked out without throwing another glance at me.

I grabbed the whiskey decanter and refilled my empty glass before I tipped it over my lips, slowly sipping it as my gaze roamed around the bar below. I was on the second floor in the VIP section of this gentlemen’s club, looking over at the crowd below me. The big glass window was one way. I could see everyone, but no one could see me inside.

Soon, the door of the VIP room opened, and even without looking, I knew it was