"Have I doubt when I'm alone
Love is a ring, the telephone/
Love is an angel disguised as lust/ here in our bed until the morning comes" --Because the Night--Patti Smith Group
Cael
I ran back to the sitting room, my heart in pain. Even the plush couch couldn't stop my racing heart.
My other father doesn't know I exist?
All this time, I thought they were separated due to death, or he was fighting in wars. This opens the Pandora's box.
Could he have been a rapist? My stomach twisted into knots. A one night stand?
"Are you alright?" I let out an unmanly squeak as Belial appeares behind me.
"Yes, I just found some...hard to swallow information."
"I underssstand how you feel." He sat down next to me.
"I made quite a few missstakes as a young demon. None of them too great." He rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I hurt a brother of mine, deeply. He will never forgive me for it. Neither will hisss family."
"What did you do?" I asked quietly.
He had a grim smile. "I missstook his lover for a human."
I gasped. It wasn't a sacred rule to not take a human as a lover, but seeing as Lucifer hated them, it was damning.
"For punissshment, Lucifer took hisss hornsss, and hisss wingsss."
I paled.
"What was his lover, then?"
"A Japanessse deity. And the great grandfather of my wife. I'm ssshuned by her whole family except for her and the deity."
"Ah, that's sad."
"It isss my divine punissshment, I'm afraid."
If he knew his wife's great grandparents, he must be old.
"Lord Belial, do you...know anything about my other father?"
He stilled. "I figured thisss wasss coming." He sat down next to me.
"Your other father...I'm sssworn to sssecrecy, but there are sssome thingsss." He crossed his left ankle over his right thigh. "Firssst off, he'sss very rich. Sssecond, you got your hair from him. Thirdly, he'sss a douche. I'd never go that low. But lisssten, and lisssten well."
He held up a small envelope. "In here containsss the identity of your other father. Ssswear to me that you'll never look in here, until you move out."
I held up two fingers. "I swear."
He shook his head, and held out his hand. I placed mine in his, and hissed in pain as he pricked my finger.
"With your blood, you have just ssstruck a deal with a demon. If you break our contract, I'll force you down to hell to watch ssstraight porn."
I grimaced and withdrew my hand. "I won't!" I squeaked.
Suddenly the door roared open. Belial and I both jumped.
Lucifer stared at us as my father waddled in behind him, rubbing his eyes on his sleeve.
"We need to talk." The devil's eyes pierced through mine. "Follow."
I swallowed my nervousness and reluctantly followed the man who led me to my own bedroom.
"Close the door." My body reacted before my brain, and shut it immediately.
YOU ARE READING
Prince of the Celts
RandomCael is different. Standing six foot two with a hundred and ninety pounds of pure muscle, he is as shy and submissive as they come. Raised deep in the heart of Ireland, he lives with his other father, Airell, an incubus, his 'uncle', Aiden the witch...
