Chapter 0183
"She won't be staying here." I declared all vulnerability gone in its place, a firmness that seemed to resonate with my mate and brother. "We have years to work that out." Astaroth laughed, waving off my unease with a flick of his wrist.
"SO... your little mate here has agreed to consider my request if I heal you... Which I have done. I have also helped Chase, not that you three have given him a second thought in the last few minutes. Some family you are! When you return to your realm he will wake up... eventually." His grin made my stomach lunge with apprehension.
"And as for your other condition, that I do not harm your mates physically, mentally or magically and do NOT instruct anyone else to do so, I agree IF they agree to give me the same courtesy." He declared his eyes meeting Knox's, not mine.
"I said our family too!" Charlotte pipped up, a smile painting my lips. "No games? No loopholes? No tricks or scamming?" She added firmly. "I mean it Astaroth! I will remove your dick and wear it as a damn trophy if you mess with anyone I love again." Her demands rang out, bold and unyielding, and though pride swelled within me, there was a knot of fear twisting in my gut.
I had obviously missed a lot but couldn't help but feel Charlotte was walking a dangerous path, playing a game of negotiation with a demon who thrived on deceit. But her courage, her uncompromising resolve, was a sight to behold, a reminder of the strength that lay within her. "That's our pups," Rolo chimed in.
"She is not far along enough for that." I laughed, my eyes furrowing at my wolf's pride.
"Our Alpha genes are taking root inside her, that strength and need to protect... that's our pup's natural instinct."
"He is right," Astaroth spoke into my mind, my eyes tightening on the slimball.
"So do we have a deal? You will return by 3 pm, and then we will finalise plans." Astaroth's agreement hung in the air, a fragile truce born of necessity. I couldn't shake the feeling of concern that settled in the pit of my stomach, a whisper of doubt that spoke of hidden motives and lurking danger.
"You stay out of our heads..." I added as a condition of my own. Astaroth's lips thinned unhappily, making me chuckle. "What not keen on giving up your superpower?" I asked, raising a brow challengingly. "Nope." He replied, popping the P dramatically, something I knew was born of frustration. My sister did the same thing.
But as Astaroth pledges not to harm
me or Knox, on the condition that we do the same, a flicker of hope ignited within me. Perhaps, amidst the chaos and darkness, there's still a shred of humanity left within the demon's twisted soul.
"Knox any conditions?" Astaroth laughed, his lips curling, like he already knew my brother's answer.
"I want to speak to my parents. If everything you say is true, then I will agree. But if I find you to be lying on any account, if you have stretched the truth even an inch. I will not agree." Astaroth laughed, his smile widening. "I don't.."
"I know you claim not to need me to agree, but rest assured if I find you to be the scumbag liar I suspect you to be, I will do everything within my power to make sure you do not get your slimy hands on our daughter."
"Understood." Astaroth chuckled, his
smile not faltering, telling me he was confident in the truth he had shared about our parents' betrayal and secrets. With a silent nod, I agreed to the terms of the truce, knowing that whatever we learned today, we'd face it together, bound by a fragile alliance forged in the crucible of conflict.