The Devil's Possession ✔ (Completed)

Chapter 32 - The Devil went on a Hunt

I twisted and twirled on the bed as my eyes were still closed but I was wide awake. I couldn't sleep!

How do I sleep when a sexy, half-naked devil is lying next to me!

I sat up, feeling a headache and I tapped on my temple.

"What happened?" Callahan's voice resonated from beside me as it startled me a little. I wasn't accustomed to having someone laying beside me. I didn't even sleep alongside my brother.

"Emm... It is just, I can't sleep and my head is aching." I said, still massaging my temple.

I stood up and he asked, "Where are you going?"

"Just to have some water." I said and with my lazy feet I dragged myself to the door. I opened the door and I headed to the kitchen.

I took the glass from one of the drawers and as I turned toward the tap, from my peripheral view, I saw someone standing at the corner of the kitchen. My heart pumped on my ears and my feet froze as a scream erupted from the back of my throat.

The glass fell from my hands as I stepped back but my back slammed against a hard chest. I turned around and saw it was Callahan. I quickly wrapped myself in him and buried my face on his chest as one of his hands held my waist in a protective barrier. I saw he held the glass that was about to fall from my hands previously.

"What are you doing here, Droyth?" Callahan asked with a hiss. His voice showed a hint of irritation.

Oh! It was Droy? I turned my head and saw it was indeed Droy but he stood beside the fridge as if he was hiding there. He had transformed into his devil skin and that was the reason I got scared.

"I-" Droy looked at him with a pair of frightening hollowed eyes and said with a shaky voice, "Someone was following me."

Callahan raised a brow and immediately his avatar changed to his devil form. He stood still as if he was trying to sense his surroundings. Both Droy and I looked at him with wide eyes, our hearts beating even louder. I could feel Droy was scared as hell because like a bunny he took shelter beside my fridge. And he came to my house because he knew his lord was the only one who could save him.

Whoever this enemy was must be strong otherwise Droy or Miory, both devils wouldn't be that wary.

Callahan's head moved toward the entrance as we all followed his gaze and I tucked myself deeper on his chest instinctively. But he didn't mind it.

Suddenly a person came crashing on the kitchen slab and Callahan shielded me immediately. The person clashed against the slab and fell with a harsh thud on the floor. Droy also got startled as he stepped back but his back got attached to the wall behind him.

Callahan went toward the person and both Droy and I followed him, taking our hearts in our hands. We saw it was Gretarioth and his hands were bleeding. I gasped as Callahan immediately went to his brother and held his body as if he was ready to take him to the hospital--if there were any devil's hospitals, that is. But Gretarioth sat up and opened his hollowed, dark eyes.

One of his horns was broken and I panicked. "Oh! My god! He is bleeding!"

"I am not bleeding! This is not my blood." Gretarioth hissed as he held out one of his hands and on his palm there was a tooth-like thing laid, although it was big. Bigger than my middle finger. "This is the thing I could get from that enemy who was following Droyth."

"What is it?" I asked as I looked at it warily. Was it some kind of monster or what?!

"It is the tooth of an ancient demon. A tribe mark of some demon tribes." Callahan answered thoughtfully.