WOLVERTON

~19~

Jessica's POV

"Do I make you nervous, Jess..."

I choked on my words for a while.

"whaaaat no" I pushed him lightly away from me. "Let's continue the game, I'm next" I said quickly sitting down.

"Okay, then don't tell me" he replied sitting too.

"You are a demon, right?" He nodded probably wondering where I am getting at.

"Your dad....your dad is a demon too right?" This is a question Mia has been dying to know. And maybe me too.

He laughed a bit. "Yeah, you could call him that" he muttered.

"He's not a demon?" I asked to which he didn't reply, instead he said..

"You can meet him if you want"

"What?" I blinked

"Dad" he called and I looked around wondering if this boy was going crazy or his father was actually here.

"Dad!" He called again louder.

And I flinched when.... something just appeared in the room.

"Who dares summon me?" I heard the voice thunder,shaking the whole room and my gaze moved to the freakishly tall man that stood in the room.

My eyes went wide as I shifted back towards the place where Damon was sitting, he had an unimpressed look.

His presence alone was enough to make me feel like I was choking, and my head felt heavier and bigger. Did I die?

The man, like damon, had black hair with red tip but longer and straighter than Damon's.
He had tanned skin and fucking horns. I knew coming here was a bad idea.

"Just why?" Damon asked pinching the space between his brows

"You are scaring my guest, dad" he glared at his father.

"Fine fine" the voice boomed making flinch again.

I looked at Damon that gave me a close lipped smile. I am sure he could sense the fear.

"I told you to stop calling me that" I heard and looked back at the man.
He was dressed all black with something like some cape on his shoulders.

The horns were gone and his height was normal, still tall but nowhere as freakish as before. He looked about the age of 30 or even late twenties. Is this his dad or brother.

They look alike.but also different

"And when did I listen?" He questioned back.

"It is father not dad, why have you called me here?" he said folding his hands, unlike Damon's black and flame like eyes his eyes were a deep shade of red.

His eyes merely grazed over me before settling on his son.

Ignoring his father's comment he spoke.

"Jess, this is my dad, dad, this is Jess" he introduced.

The said man stared at me. I looked away not meeting his eyes. "Uhm, h-hello... sir" I muttered.

"Y'know, I was busy when you called me" he said to his son ignoring me. Rude

"Deal with it" he told me and I flinched again. What the fuck? He can hear my thoughts!

"Some whore is not more important than your son" Damon stated looking bored.

"Oh you have placed yourself quite high" he said making Damon chuckle.

"You can't resist my call, I am your favorite son" he said which caused the man to laugh loudly.