The Prince's Demon [Completed]

24-Keyon cooties

Ash's POV

A date!? I'm excited! Oh my gosh! What should I wear? Alex said something casual and comfortable. I walk to the closet and look through.

I choose a burgundy sweater with black leggings and a pair of brown boots. To complete the look, I grabbed a white beanie and a leather bracelet.

I grab all the needed undergarments and head into the bathroom, the door across from the closet.

I hop in the shower and find this really good smelling bodywash.

Do I have feelings for him? I mean, I feel the mate bond and that draws me near him but he is really nice.

Except for shooting you in the back!

But he probably did it to remove a threat. My sole primal instinct is to protect my mate and keep him happy. And instinct took control when Damien, Jessie, and Keyon's demon came forth and I have to admit, I'm not the cutest thing when I'm in my demonic form.

My marks are glowing both blue and red, my eyes are glowing which really brings out the black eye, my fangs grow longer than a vampire's would, and I have wings which are now white.

That pisses me off. I was raised the past four years to be a perfect demon and now I'm an angel. The complete opposite of what I'm suppose to be.

Harsh knocking sounds on the bathroom door. I turn the shower off and throw a towel around myself and dry off the quickest I can. I throw the clothes on and walk towards the door, trying not to slip and fall. The knocking gets louder until I swear the door will fall offnof its hinges.

"Hold your horses!" I mutter, opening the door to come face to face to a very frantic wolf. "Ethan? What's going-"

"Have you seen Key?" He blurts.

"Yeah?"

"Where!?" His hands land on my shoulders and he shakes me violently.

"Oh, you mean recently?" I say sarcastically. He growls and I squeak, running past him and down the hall.

"Get back here you little-"

"You better not finish that sentence, Ethan." Alex warns him, walking from the kitchen. I bolt into his arms amd Ethan stops chasing me.

"Have you seen Key!?" Ethan bellows at me.

"Yes." I mutter.

"Where?!"

"There?" I say as Keyon walks into the house, dripping sweat.

"No! Where!?" He growls.

"I don't know, why don't you look behind you. Maybe you can find him." I mutter sarcastically.

He growls before doing what I said. "Key!" He yells happily before crushing a very sweaty Keyon to his chest.

"Gross!" Alex and I both say at the same time. Keyon looks directly at me and opens his arms. He bolts towards me, while I'm still in Alex's arms. Alex lets me go and runs and I'm directly behind him, making my way down the hall.

"I just took a shower!" I yell out, running around the dining room table. I grab a vase and hold it between us and threaten him. "Don't you come any closer. I will murder you in an instant."

Keyon looks over my appearance and gasps. "Are you going on a date!?" He sings out.

I smile and nod. "Yes!"

"Then I can't get you sweaty. That would be pure evil. Although, I will do...this!" He leaps over the table and tackles me to the floor. He kisses my forehead.

"Ewwwww!" I scream out. "Keyon cooties! Get them off!"

He stands and walks off laughing. "Bastard!" I yell after him.

"You love me though!" He yells back.

I groan and stand up. "Complete bullshit if you ask me." I whisper under my breath.

"Heard that!"

I grumble profanities under my breath as I walk up to Alex, who is standing by the front door. He opens his arms and I cuddle against him. So warm and comfy.

"I can still see you being a pillow." I tell him.

"Well give up on that dream. I want to become the ruler of my kingdom."

"You can do both. How about that?" I say with hope.

He chuckles. "Come on, I have the perfect place in mind for our date." He begins walking towards the garage door with me still in his arms, making my booted feet drag on the floor.

He grabs a set of keys off of the rack before opening the door. He does all this with me still in his arms.

"Where are we-?"

"You will find out." He cuts me off.

I groan and sit on the floor. "Which-?"

He picks me up and sets me on my feet. "Come on, baby girl. I have to take you on a date."

"Have to?" I raise a brow.

"Yes! If I'm to make you my bride after the ball tomorrow, I need to make sure you are the one." He states.

I gap at him. "Make sure I'm the one!? I am your mate! I was fucking made for you!" Anger courses through me.

He looks at me and I see sadness in his gray eyes. "My father..."

"Mine is after me. You can't say shit about yours."

"Mine can disown me from taking the crown."

"Are you the only heir?" He nods. "Then he can't disown you."

He sighs and a frown forms on his lips. "I'm sorry, Ash. I really wish I could change the way your father thinks. I don't understand why he is after you."

"You." I whisper, almost incoherently, and dropping my gaze to the floor.

"Me? How am I the reason your father is after you?"

I meet his eyes. "He wants to pawn me off to the highest and most trustworthy demon to keep the crown among nobility. We wants me be to mates with a eighty year old demon." I shudder in disgust.

"That's horrible. Is that how the crown is passed down!?" I nod. "Well, I want to have a happier tone so come on, lets go and have a fun time. I really want to take you on a date."

I smile as we walk into the four car garage with wide eyes. Whoa!