Page 98 of Craved By Lust

Locked in : I’m done with lecture and heading to the bus to go to the airport. I won’t have my phone on me for a few hours since Coach won’t let us use our phones unless it’s an emergency. I’ll text after we land.

What the fuck? Just how long have I been asleep?!

I pull my phone down, looking at the picture I took of baby when she was sleep, and my heart melts but I shake my head, snapping out of it.Focus! Baby is mad at us! Why?!

However, that’s when I see that it’s not Tuesday but fucking Friday and past seven! What the fuck?! It’s been seventy-four hours! And it all comes flooding back to me.Fuck…

It must have been that fucking club! Now that think about it, I started feeling like shit from the moment I went inside!Did them son of bitches give me covid?!

I clutch my chest, wheezing.It’s been seventy-four hours…seventy-four fucking hours without Jessica?I feel like it was only twenty minutes ago that I was watching her fuck my horn…wait! My horn!I touch around for it, but it’s gone.No, fuck the horn… Jessica!

“Frank!” I hear over my shoulder and glance over to see my brothers.No, fuck them! I need to figure this shit out with my wife!

As I try to text her back, I feel dizzy and nearly fall on my ass, but my brother Saint catches me.

“Frank, where the hell have you b?—”

Something uncontrollable bursts from inside me and I grit my teeth, falling to my knees, throwing up blood, body in so much pain I roar, shattering the glass vases in the room and cracking the windows all over the house.

His eyes go wide in shock, but Saint doesn’t flinch. He just raises brow, cigar in hand.

“What the fuck is going on?” Pierce gapes at the scene, but my mind is on my wife.I need to get to Jessica. That’s all I care about. I let out another painful bellow as my body overheats, suddenly feeling pain in my back as my bones begin to crack.

My vision tunnels, but when something suddenly pops from my back, I sigh with relief, swaying on my feet and crouching, ready to sprint out. However, I hear a snap and my back burns as my bed is cut in half and the floorboards rip, forming a giant crater where you can peek through and see the cleaners dragging the body and scooping up the heart downstairs, talking and laughing casually until they see us and scramble, holding the dead body.What the fuck?

I look back, stunned that all that damage was done by some damn wings! I flap them, but they are heavy as fuck and I tilt back, nearly falling until I center my gravity, gritting my teeth, somehow willing my tail straight.Wait, I have a fucking tail!

I pant, feeling infinitely better, but unsteady on my feet and my body feels disjointed.

“Damn… I don’t think this is Covid,” I mutter.

“Whoa… that’s… something…” Genesis’ eyes widen with excitement.

“What the fuck…?” Gannon’s mouth hangs open, glasses on his face warped.

“So…” Saint cocks his head to the side.

“Well, something is definitely going on with this asshole,” Wilder mutters, but I can see the concern on his face.

“I knew it. I’m dying,” I shake my head, glancing back at the red wings and tail coming out of me.

“Dying, you say?” A snap is heard in the house and I go still as my mother walks into the room, looking me over. “I should have known it would be you out of all of them,” she says with awe, catching us all off guard.

“Calm down, dear. Don’t get too emotional. We both knew Frank resonated with his sin a bit more than the others,” my father states, and upon hearing me being praised and themselves being downplayed, all of my brothers perk their ears with anger.

“Oh? Do tell me more about how I’m better than the rest,” I cock my head to the side, feigning confidence, though I still feel like my body will break.

Her eyes widen with tears as she comes over to me with a smile. When she steps in front of me, her body shifts like mine, but it’s a more seamless transition than mine, shocking the hell out of all in the room except our father.

Her horns are much smaller than mine. Her eyes are all black, and her skin turns red, and oddly, I can sense some sort of aura emanating from her.She feels like the people I’d met at that damn bar…

“It is an honor to finally meet you again, even if it is in a new lifetime,” she bows and I frown along with my brothers. “Lord Asmodeus, King of all Lust, and Ruler of?—”

“Hold the fuck on! What thefuckis going on?” Pierce growls with Echo next to him co-signing.

“I would like to know as well, and why the fuck are you calling him ‘My Lord?’” Echo snorts at our mother, and I have to agree. That threw me the fuck off as well, though I don’t particularly give a fuck about it.I just want to get to Jessica.

“I’ll explain,” our father speaks and steps forward. He shifts too, but he’s the opposite of mother. He’s all shimmery and shit, and instead of a horn, he’s sporting a fucking halo.The fuck? Is he an angel?

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