Page 8 of Beggars, Sin, and Wine

Sister Mary Eugene looked me right in the eyes. And instantly turned to stone.

I’d gotten better about it, but I lived my life looking over my shoulder for the Coalition. I had no childhood. They snatched my family when I was seven and I was stuck in one of their facilities until I was an adult. I never saw my parents again. They refused to even tell me if they were still alive.

Father Etienne was this bastard of a priest who tried to gaslight me into thinking he was my actual father and he just wanted to help me. He never laid a finger on me. Father Etienne let anyone else do that. He’d swoop in after and love bomb me, but I saw right through him.

He'd always try to get me to renounce Satan right after. I was just a kid. I’d only been in school a few years, so I didn’t even know the guy. We’d mostly been working on reading, writing, and not being little assholes on the playground. My parents had never mentioned him to me, so I didn’t know if he was real or not.

I played the long game and pretended like I renounced him. I made him think he’d cleansed the demon. And then as soon as he let me outside the walls of the facility they were holding me in and my magic came back, I snapped his neck. Yeah, the bastard’s face was pretty surprised when I pounced.

My shadow demon kicked in and I poofed myself to safely. I didn’t know where I ended up, but Cas found me. Mostly because I ended up in his barn. He had to coax me out from under his horse. His horse shouldn’t have even liked me since I was a wolf shadow demon hybrid.

Man, I missed that horse.

But now I was willingly going back there. Cas and Pax were letting me plan it. At least, the getting taken part. Di and his friends couldn’t really get us a layout of New Eden Asylum. Who still called them asylums? Fuckers, that’s who. We’d have to figure that part out once we were inside.

I’d poofed us to a Air BnB near the place. We rented an SUV and had been driving by trying to case the place while Pax worked on getting a job. It took me a long time to be able to be in the same room as a priest again, but Father Nathan back home was pretty great. He hated the Coalition just as much as I did.

We paid him a visit and said we could bring the Coalition down if he let us borrow some clothes. He didn’t ask too many questions. I was pretty sure he knew we were supernatural and didn’t care. He happily handed over what we needed. Was this priest drag? Father Nathan looked at me like I had a second head when I suggested that.

They were letting me plan how we would get taken. They almost never let me plan the missions because I was a baby compared to them. I was staring off into space chewing on a pen. Should I get live chickens?

“Benji? Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Cas asked.

“What? Fuck yeah. I need them to pay.”

“We could get caught again,” Pax said.

“We won’t. We’re going to bring them down. We’re the Powerpuff Girls. I’m Bubbles, Pax is Buttercup, and Cas is so Blossom.”

“I am not!” Cas said.

“You look offended, cupcake.”

Pax snorted.

“You’re totally Blossom.”

“You insulted my ancestors and will pay!” Cas roared, tackling me.

He wasn’t serious. Cas was tickling the shit out of me. I shrieked and tried to shove him away. He knew I was ticklish. Evil. Pure evil.

“Is this a shifter pile?” Pax said, jumping into the fray.

I loved when they double teamed me. Especially when we were naked. I snaked one hand around Cas’s neck to pull him into a kiss and cupped the other around Pax’s cock. They both groaned.

They thought I didn’t know what they did every year on my birthday, but I did. And it was time to thank them. I could decide between chickens, fireworks, and a vat of Jell-O later.

“You’re feeling frisky,” Cas growled.

“When is he not?” Pax said.

“Good point,” Cas said, biting my neck. “Such a good boy.”

Yeah, Cas loved doing that because my wolf tail popped out and started wagging. He loved that shit and started preening any time the big bear daddy told him he was a good boy. Pax would pull it and my horns would come out.

“You know what I want,” Pax said.

Yeah, I did. I was also a brat. I stuck my tongue out.

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