Beast Alpha and His Cursed Luna

VALENCIA’S POV I kept looking at the devil before me, waiting for his explanation or just a hint that he was kidding, and the words he said earlier were a part of some kind of twisted humor on his side.

However, he didn’t say anything to deny it.

My heartbeat beat that had already fastened was erratic now.

"W-what do you mean?" I finally whispered out, unable to breathe in the dirty smoke that was engulfing me again.

It was precisely how he had brought me here and was probably sending me back because his message was well-related. But I needed to know what he meant by such daunting words.

"Sweetheart, must I explain everything to you in detail and embarrass you? You know what I mean. The kind of woman you are, it would be such a waste if you die. I need people like you in my world to keep it fun. So, I came up with a better deal. I’ll impregnate you and take the heart of the baby you’ll deliver, the baby which will be the result of our love and will ensure our happy, long life," The devil smiled.

I hated Tyler. There were no lies to it, but seeing the devilish smug smile on this devil’s face that bore Tyler’s identity made me even more disgusted.

If Tyler hadn’t made my life enough daunting, the devil had to take his face too and extinguish the little sympathy I was feeling for him after he committed suicide.

Tyler wasn’t at fault for what happened at the end and the kind of fate he met, but it wouldn’t be wrong to say it was precisely his karma that pulled him to what he was doing.

The devil blamed it. With his evil mind that was easy to manipulate or with the kind of tap devil was keeping on me, it would’ve been much easier to take on Maverick’s face and fool me.