The Not So Royal Demon

Chapter 3: The Truth

A gently sigh emitted from Callie, her eyes glazing over with a distant sadness. "I wasn't born into a human family as you probably thought..." She trails off, a spot decorating the handmade rug catching her gaze. "I come from a well known werewolf pack by the name of 'Blood dripped moon', a pack well known for its agressiveness for outsiders and rouges." Her voice clipped with mixed emotions that lullaby quickly detected.

"Well as you can tell, I don't seem to be a werewolf as the rest of the pack was, So when my birthday came around and I didn't shift, naturally many were curious. My mother had made an excuse that I could have just been a late bloomer, But by the next two birthdays and no sign of shifting, we had all given up hope, I was exhiled from the pack, forced to cut my ties and run as a rouge. My family turned on me, screaming that I wasn't any part of them, so I left. I packed some clothea and toiletries and left, never looking back. When I had moved into human territory, I was harassed for being new and unsure, I have been robbed, No schooling, barley holding a job, it has been a struggle. The only true way I have gotten by is because I have taken money from others, stealing and lying. And I hate it. I have made so many enemies that I fear my life everyday." Callie's white hair curtians her face as her head hangs low in shame.

Grabbing her chin, Lullaby lifts Callie's head to stare into her eyes, the demons words speaking true. "You no longer have to live like that, you have a home now, and you will be taken care of. We can go to school together and do some research as to why you were born of the cursed but never active."

The demon smiled. "Now we need to get you some clothing and other items tomorrow, so rest, your body needs it." Lullaby suggested to the cursed one, rising and swiftly making her way to the door. "we can do some decorating later as well if it makes you comfortable."

She gave a last smile before carefully shutting the door. Running a hand through her auburn hair she remembered the homework she abandoned on her desk. Knowing she could not miss another assignment, she made her way to her office, staring at the taunting mathematics question. Frustrated, she slammed the book shut, a loud bang alarmed as 473 pages popped agains 341 others. The demon stood at her office windows, arched finley to contrast the room. Her silver eyes scanning the gleaming moon and the laughing stars above in wonder.

Lullabys stomach had rumbled, reminding her of her small diet becoming even smaller with each day that passes. Groaning in frustration, she glided downstairs into the kitchen where she slipped an apple from the centerpiece on the kitchen island and slicing it with a claw on her wing, popping the piece into her mouth. The soft crunches of her chewing echoed in her ears as the wonderous demons thoughts wandered.

Expecting to slip another slice of apple into her mouth only to realize it had already been finished snapped lullaby from her thoughs. Stretching, lullabys bones popped and shifted, relieving the tension in each joint before cleaning the tiny bit of mess there was in the kitchen before hopping up the stairs to get to ger room. Mohogony doors greeted the demon as she aproached her own room. Sliding them open, Lullaby found comfort in the darkness of her room, the smell of cinnamon and vanilla with a hint of spearmint welcoming her senses into her room. Throwing her clothes from her body, lullaby ran a shower in the bathroom connected to her room, the mirror fogging over from the heat.

Lullaby stepped into the shower, the water hugging her skin as she throws her head back, her hair letting droplets fall away. Lullaby had used her scentless products upon her hair and body, her own scent overpowering the scents of other products she used anyways. The last of the soap saying its goodbyes as it slid down her leg teasingly before being washed away. Lullaby smiled at the feeling of being clean again and snagged a towel from the rack perpendicular to the shower. Drying her body, the demon slipped on some white and red plaid sleep pants and a black sports bra before sliding into the security of her bed. Her body relaxed after a long day of work and it didnt take her long before her mind and body were overcome by the desire for sleep.