Page 237 of Evil Hearts

Chapter Eight

Skia

R arely needing to sleep has its perks. After I feed is my normal time to sleep. However, since I met the three fallen, sleep eludes me. Today, all I can think of is Evangelos.

The pull I felt when we kissed was unlike anything I’ve ever felt. His touch… was beyond anything I could have imagined. In all my years as a demon, no one has ever made me crave them. Trust me, many have tried. Some even died for their brashness.

A knock has me getting up from my bed. Opening the door, I come face to… well the chest of Lord Prōto. Looking up he smirks at me. “I learned my lesson. So I knocked and waited. So may I come in?”

To say I’m in shock is an understatement. Stepping aside I say, “Of course my Lord.”

I watch him as he walks across my room and sits on my messy bed. He chuckles and pats the bed beside him. “Come Skia. Tell me what you learned and why my best guardian is emitting potent enough pheromones I had to clear this wing of the palace?”

My eyes go wide and instead of moving to sit by my Lord, I’m frozen in my spot.

He inhales deeply and I can’t help follow his hand as he adjusts what I can only assume is a massive erection.

“Oh my…” I can’t finish the phrase. I run to my bathroom and slam the door. Fuck stripping. I scramble into the shower, not even waiting for it to get hot.

Scrubbing myself for what seems like an eternity, my skin is now raw and my bedclothes pooling on the shower floor, and I start to cry.

Once the tears have stopped, and the hiccups subside as well, I step out of the shower and dry off. Time to face the music. Can I get lucky and my Lord left?

Wrapping a dry tower around me, I step out into my room. Nope. He’s still here. Ducking my head, I make my way to my closet and step inside. Can I get lucky and it swallows me whole? Nope.

Once dressed, it’s time to get this over with. Squaring my shoulders I step out to give my report.

Before I can say a word, Lord Prōto speaks. “Skia… forgive me. I did not mean to make you uncomfortable. It’s just… In all the years I have known you, you have never shown interest in male or female for that matter. Accept my apologies for my actions, please.” He bows his head and I am shocked once more.

“My Lord, please, it is me who should apologize to you. I am… Honored but…”

“I am not the one that makes your heart race. Tell me which of my demons it is, and I will persuade him to do the right thing.”

Standing there with my mouth agape, I say nothing. He stands and walks towards me. Once close, he searches my face. Then a look of surprise crosses his face.

“Which fallen?” His demeanor changes and for a moment, he reminds me of my human father.

“I… he… they. Of for the love of you.” I throw my hands up. “All three.”

Never have I seen such shock on my Lord’s face. Then he begins to laugh and all I can do is stare at him. Tears trickle down his cheeks and he wipes them away.

After a few moments, I’ve had enough and my shadow tendrils begin to swirl around me. This makes him stop immediately, his back going ramrod straight.

“Oh. You’re not joking? Are you?” His face is a mask of seriousness now. All I can do is crumble to the ground and weep.