Freaks & Geek

Chapter 20: Talk Dirty

Harlow wasn't sure how she got dry and dressed, but she woke up at 5 am in Wes' bed. His arm was wrapped possessively around her as if she were going to disappear in the night. She whispered the intent that he wouldn't wake up as she moved him and smiled when he magically rolled over without interruption.

She tiptoed out of the room and made her way downstairs slowly. She was beyond sore and knew she had bruises on her hips from Aries pounding. She found her way into the kitchen and opened the fridge. There waiting for her was a plate of rotisserie chicken, mac and cheese and corn.

We know we're a lot and put you through even more, but we love you and you're stuck with us. Eat up, because you're going to need all the sustenance when the five of us take you.

-Val

Harlow didn't even want to think about the time that will come when she would be with all of them. Her body ached just thinking of it. She warmed up her food and took it into the breakfast nook they hardly used. Alistair jumped on the seat beside her before looking at her thoroughly.

"You look like someone whose been ffuuuccckkeedd!" Harlow rolled her eyes at his crazy self. "You need to make sure you're taking time for yourself, Mama. You're going to see your father in a couple days and you haven't even unpacked what that might look like." She knew he was right. She wanted to mate with her men, because they were all walking temptations that left her in a constant state of horniness. However, she acknowledged that she also used them as a distraction.

Harlow didn't want to think about her meeting with Beelzebub who may or may not acknowledge her as his daughter. "Push come to shove, Kali can talk to him. She's apparently figured out a way to get passed the cloaking restrictions." Alistair thought on it. "I think your mates are the cause of that. You all are stronger together and it feeds into all of your parts. The mating process has just solidified that."

It made sense and she was appreciative. She liked Kali more now that she could see what she was up to and talking to her and Ayla freely made her feel complete. Harlow let out a yawn not even half way through with her meal. "Go sleep, Mama. You've got work in a few hours."

Harlow nodded before petting behind his large ears. "I love you, Ali." He purred loudly in response. Harlow knew she should go back to Wes' room, but it just seemed so far at the moment. She made her way to her room and crashed immediately letting the darkness take over.

The next day flew by. Word spread quickly about her newly mated status, as well as, Lydia's demise. The men knew it would be a lot for Harlow, but hoped she would handle it in stride and show her new subjects that she was more than equipped to handle the role. As far as anyone knew she was very much so a mortal and they wanted to keep it that way until their visit to Hell on Sunday.

Harlow could get over the stares and the subtle whispers, but she couldn't get over being called Luna, Queen or Princess by the supernatural creatures present throughout the building. She also struggled with facing Liam. She was ready for him to confront her and ask to fight to the death, but he didn't. He didn't even seem upset about it.

When she flat out asked him what his deal was, he chuckled. "My sister was a bitch, Harlow. A bitch who thought too highly of herself. She actually thought she could disrespect the Queen simply because she kept the King's dick wet a few times. Please. Of course the King was going to kill her. She got what was coming to her and I just hope that her folly isn't reflected on me."  

Harlow was shocked at his response and simply nodded. She felt a weight lift knowing that Lydia's death hadn't scarred him for life or made an enemy out of him. Declan was still oblivious and when he overheard someone calling her Queen or Princess, she just made up some lie that had him believing her.