Page 48 of Succubus Sins
She winked. “Of course. Let’s go find her.”
Bad Luck
Lilith
The first time I’d seen my mother and that damned angelic bastard had ruined it.
“She hates me,” I said to myself and pounded the heel of my palm into my forehead. “She fucking hates me!”
I allowed myself to scream with angst, then tried to rationalize my emotions. “Give yourself a break,” I said into the mirror. “You’re only three days old.”
My green eyes and red-rimmed irises stared back. No way could I pass as human, no matter how I’d tried to change my appearance. I was a Demonspawn. What use were my powers if I couldn’t even decently hide effectively in public?
There was no way I could contain my rage, so I shoved my knuckles into the mirror and shattered it into a thousand pieces.
“That’s bad luck for seven years,” my father’s voice said.
I rolled my eyes. “Shut up,dad.” I turned to glare at him. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
He clicked his tongue and eased into the room. “Such language. Don’t be a bad girl.”
I crossed my arms and glowered. “I’m a demon. I’m entitled to be bad.”
He stroked my cheek and smiled. The fondness in his gaze melted away my rage. I knew he’d been desperately doing all he could to conceive me. My mother meant the world to him, and my father had done some pretty terrible things to make her his. I knew he’d do anything for me as well. “Sorry,” I said, my shoulders lowering. “I’m just frustrated.”
His thumb continued to stroke my cheek, but I saw his jaw tense. “Is it about Sonya?”
I nodded. “The angel’s got her.”
His hand fell and his flush of rage wafted through the room. My shoulders shot up to my ears again, but this time out of fear. I may have been a powerful and feared Demonspawn, but I was just a newborn. The Incubus King created me and could smother me out of existence with a snap of his fingers.
He must have gotten ahold of himself, because the room cooled and he shot me an apologetic glance. I relaxed. “That’s all right,” he assured me. His gaze turned to the window and he peered out over the city. I had a perfect view of the cathedral from here, the place where the angel had taken my succubus mother. I wanted to meet her, and I’d tracked her all the way here trying to do just that, but she was never alone.
I pressed against his shoulder and stared with him. “Do you think she’ll come out?”
His arm wrapped around me and made me feel safe. “She has to, my daughter.”
I didn’t know his plans, but I imagined we had very different reasons to see Sonya again. My cheeks went hot and I refused to look up at him. He wanted something from her, and I was afraid it wasn’t anything good.
Helpless
Luke
Ifelt like the biggest asshole to walk the earth. Sonya’s limp body sprawled across the white marble floors and my uncles all watched me with expectant stares. They knew I was bringing a succubus into their territory, which was why they’d insisted I bring her here, to the fucking bunker of angelstone. But now, seeing the purple bruise forming at her brow, I knew it’d been a mistake. She meant something to me that I couldn’t explain. A connection stronger than heaven or hell spanned between us and stretched fingers out into the world calling to other pieces of my soul I’d thought lost. I couldn’t let anything bad happen to her, but I was doing a bang-up job of that.
“What?” I snapped and rested the bat across my collarbone. “You wanted me to just let her beat you all to death?” The truth was, I’d been afraid forher.I kept my chin raised in defiance, hoping my uncles couldn’t sense the truth. She was powerful, but the Angelstone would have drained her too quickly. My uncles were stronger than they looked. Even if she’d caught them off guard, they would have won in the end… and then she’d be dead.
“She needs to trust you,” Uncle James said, breaking from the row of his brothers. They all looked my age, and if my mother hadn’t warned me that they weren’t human, I wouldn’t have believed we could have been related.
“Yeah,” I said, “you should have thought of that before you made me bring her here. The angelstone messed with her head.”
Uncle James stomped up to me and laid a heavy hand on my shoulder, making sure I was looking him in the eye before he spoke. “Do you understand what’s at stake, nephew?”
Before I could retort, the damn devil himself waltzed into the room.
“Well, well, well…” the Incubus King said as a smirk played across his flawless face. “Looks like you’ve made this easy for me.”
My uncles reacted before I could, blurring and drawing the powers of the angelstone into their movements. I still didn’t know what I was, if I was capable of more powers than just regenerating my flesh. I could do nothing but watch with awe as they did what they couldn’t do with Sonya and went full-force against the Incubus King. His life wasn’t important, and in fact, he was the enemy.
