You're Killing Me, Mate.

1. Trapping the Demons

Yassi Pressman as Mirage

“Challenges are what make life interesting and overcoming them is what makes life meaningful.”-Joshua J. Marine

Mirage

I open my eyes feeling like I was stuck in the desert for a decade. My head ached to the point that I didn't move from my position and just waited for it to be manageable. The events that led to where I am now coming back to me like a stampede

I also feel like I was stampeded by some herd animal. I close my eyes and feel the burn from doing so. I knew staying still isn't going to benefit me but sometimes you really just need a second to collect as much as yourself before doing something.

"You're awake" his voice made Eros purr and Deima hiss inwardly. I on the other hand just looked at the ceiling and tried to make sense where I was.

The ceiling was blue with floral embroidery like designs and there were multiple pin lights that adorned the beautiful aesthetic which meant this wasn't a hospital. I slowly sit up and see that Frier is sitting on a lounging chair with a book on his hand.

I can see the long length of his legs crossed and his eyes still looking at the page he was in. There was something brewing in his eyes, an emotion that I can't decipher. He was up to something and being in this strange room gives me insight as to what.

"Where am I?" I rasp out, I end up coughing and looking to my side. I felt the presence of the cold pitcher on the nightstand and I move to get a glass. I need my voice to tell this i***t off.

"This would be your new home" he sounds so uncaring that it chilled me to the bones and proves me right that running away was the best decision I ever made.

"New home?" I say after finishing one glass of water. I look at the beautiful design of the room. Large wide windows, royal blue curtains, and the sheer size of the bedroom was magnificent. "I don't remember moving back here"

He closes his book and stands. He was tall enough to reach the ceiling if he raised his arms when he wanted to. He's wearing a button up long-sleeved shirt. His cuffs folded neatly which I only noticed as it hikes up his arm because of the movement.

Even though he looks so professional and imposing. His hair was in disarray and the dark rings under his eyes is the only indication of him being opposite of how he usually is other than that, he doesn't look like he tasted the fire from hell at all.

I've seen beings cry at the momentary singe at Dad's fire. Dad really isn't a kind man, I've seen him burn people for merely looking disapprovingly at us or more specifically at me. Mom has the same sadistic side which isn't all that great, but they loved me and that's their way of showing it and protecting me. so, I shut my mouth at their demonic habits.

"You can disapprove of us all you want but that doesn't change the fact that we'll destroy this world if they hurt you" Mom once said to me when I tried to make Dad stop once. He wasn't that good with words and often Mom was the one to explain to me the things he usually does.

"I heard of your little human boy" Frier's voice was the only indication of him disapproving at my 'Little human boy'. He is still an Alpha's son with a mask better than mine and probably better at everything else.

"Don't even talk about him, he's not like you" I snap

"You mean, your mate?" he raises a perfectly groomed brow with a hint of a grin on his face. That pissed me off, all I wanted to do was stand from where I was and attack him, but I could barely lift my arm. Sitting up was already a chore on its own. "Don't look at me like that, don't you think it's ridiculous that you have to go to a human for affection"

"Human he might be but he's good at it." I grin at his change of expression. At least he understands what I truly meant with my words. I need to rub it in even further. "Being pleasured by him who is incredibly good in bed is amazing"

I see his hands clench to a fist while his gray eyes look away. His jaw tightens while he says through gritted teeth, "He might be what you say he is, but he can't ever satisfy both your wolf and bloodsucker"

Ouch Deima hisses.

Told you he's still an ass. Is he worth trying to kill me now? I roll my eyes internally while I look passively at this ass. "I'm the most important part of my soul, the human side between the wolf and vamp. He satisfies me, so it doesn't matter"

"You're not answering the question"

"Why do I have to answer to an Alpha that isn't mine and to territory that I don't belong to?"

"So, it proves that those two parts of you don't like this boy"

"Where are my parents?" I say, changing the subject. It's not that I was uncomfortable since I can talk this pointless conversation with him all day long, but I truly wonder where my parents are.

They rarely leave me alone which was a challenge whenever I go to school since all kids do is bully me till my heart gets triggered and I get an attack. They knew what happens to me in that school, but I begged them to give me at least one normal thing in this life and they relented even though whenever my parents pick me up, Dad looks like he wants to open a portal for the school to drop in the deepest level of hell.

I've seen him try it. thankfully, you need a lot of pentagrams and incantations before he can open a portal big enough to take the whole school down. I manage to tackle him down, right when he was about to say the last sentence and wreak havoc on the whole populace. The only way to get through to my Dad's thick head is if I cried and whine to him not to.

"We're here" a portal opens as my parents materializes from the floor just near my bed. Dad has his eyes on Frier while Mom looks at me uneasily.

She immediately throws her arms around me and softly kisses my cheek. "I'm sorry that that had to happen"

I lean towards her and in a moment of weakness, bury my head in her body to let my mask quake for a bit. I just need this one moment to get myself back together as I bit on to her shirt. I was able to keep the pain of sitting up to myself in front of this asshole who didn't help me to.

"It's okay, I'm here" Mom says in an ancient language that demons spoke for centuries. "Mama is here, and she would never leave" She starts giving me the good dreams she collected for me whenever I get sad. Mom is a succubus who takes energy from dreams and nightmares and not through s*x or affection, but Dad says she can do that but only for him.

My old dream of me in the Elysium of the underworld with my parents while playing with the good souls comes to mind. Dad was making flower crowns, but they didn't turn out to be good ones as it looked mangled. The moment he puts it on my head it breaks, and a flurry of flowers fell on to my lap like rain.

"Thanks Mom" I whisper to her while I compose myself and sit up properly.

Frier doesn't seem to notice what happened between me and my Mom since he is too busy matching my Dad's glare. Dad hasn't move from where he materialized and kept on looking at Frier with his hand ready to summon another fireball on his hand.

"If you weren't the only thing keeping my daughter alive" he grumbles, his hand itching to summon something on his palm. "You won't be standing here because I would have punished you in that even hall"

Frier smirks but doesn't say anything. He knows his mere presence makes my Dad angry. He didn't need to say anything to make the demon furious.

"Dad," I call. He slowly drags his gaze from Frier to mine. I see his hostility dissipates when our eyes met and was replaced with worry and concern. "What are we doing here?"

He sighs, he makes his way to me and sits beside me. he places his forehead against mine as it is a demon greeting then he pulls back to kiss my forehead. "I've...we've got to explain somethings" he says in demon ancient language so Frier wouldn't understand

This doesn't seem to bother Frier. He looks like he knows what we'll be talking about already. His face shifts back to his usual cold and calm demeanor and I move my gaze back to Dad whose eyes looks conflicted.

"Your Father meant to say is that we have to stay here" Mom puts her hand on mine "Calm down Mirage we don't like this either, but I have asked the witches and it seems we can get away from this pest if we remove your wolf or vampire when you turn twenty-one. Having one being inside you won't be able to kill you and we can..."

"Kill this has been and you'll be able to live your life" Dad finishes, he kisses my temple again while he grips my throat and rubbed comforting circles on my jugular. This might seem strange to those who glance at us, but this was his habit since I was a child.

Whenever I have a heart attack, he wanted, no, he needed to make sure that my heart was back to pumping hence he always grabs my throat to feel for a pulse. I remember his thorn expressions whenever I wake up with his hand on my throat. This man worries more than me and Mom combined.

"We can't leave now because Deima and Eros would not allow it or they'll..." Mom's face harden. She's already imagining my death again and I know she can't take it. I squeeze my hand with hers and she snaps back to reality. "I curse those two if only they weren't a part of you"

I smile "I understand, mom. I'll go along with any plan you think of"

Mom's lips trembles but she bites it in the hopes it would stop. I know she's on the verge of crying now. "Yeah, because we make incredible plans."

"We just need to avoid and get rid of this upstart mongrel as much as we can" Dad's eyes harden and throws a glare at Frier who stood there like a statue. Waiting for us to finish.

"Don't tell me we're all living together in one roof" I say looking Mom in the eyes.

She scoffs "I would love that idea because I'd be able to give him the worst nightmares known to man"

"He isn't" Dad sneers "He is just here to make sure you agree to the terms that he made along with the terms we've concocted for you"

"And those are?"

"We'll be staying under his pack and protection. All he knows is we'll be staying here forever and gave us a rank to serve his pack and people" Mom looks insulted because she probably is.

Demons have covens or clans with a different social hierarchy than werewolf packs. Demons are all equal and they have leaders that speaks for the majority while Werewolves have ranks. This must be insulting my parents a lot

"What rank?"

"We're Theta's, we guard and torture the people in the jail cells. He also gave you the rank of acting Luna on this pack"

"He what?!" Why would he do that? Why would he give me a title when he rejected me, and I have Miguel? I glare at Frier who smirks at me.

"Relax, my heart and blood" Dad rubs his hands up and down my shoulder. "Just remember, your birthday is soon, and we'll be able to leave for the mountains to the coven of witches and warlocks."

"All we have to do now is to go along this stupid wolf's plans and hold out long enough for it." Mom's eyes glow red while glaring at our entwined hands. "We're going to get through this"

"I suddenly have the urge to tell him I'm getting rid of Eros" I frown, imagining already how he'd react. He'll be mad because he didn't know about the deal with the witches and he for sure wouldn't want a mate that's only a vampire now. I like to believe he bears with me just because I'm still a part of something that he is. "imagine how'd he reacts"

Dad smirks at the thought "I'd want that, my heart and blood. But for now, we wait and bide our time."

I purse my lips and nod. "I'm going to be twenty-one in eight months."

"Then no one would stop us by then" Mom stands with every s****l and sensual aura she can muster so that she can catch Frier's attention. She always does this, wanting her enemy's attention before she takes their sanity and feeding off their dreams and aspiration. She clears her throat and says in English, "Frier, I thank you for your gift..."

Frier looks blankly at her and watches her hand that touches his shoulder. Dad observes with hidden glee while I on the other hand is conflicted.

I try to ignore it, the gnawing feeling that this is wrong and even the jealousy. I try and just blame my hesitation on the mating bond or what's left of it.

If I have to guess, Frier must think my Mom is soft and naive. Mom have always acted that way for our benefit but I know I'm their only weakness.

"There is no reason for thanks." He moves away from Mom's hand before it reaches his chest. He looks at me with the same steely expression.

He even made it look like a dance as he avoided my Mom's advances. Even Mom was stunned slightly frozen on her spot, her eyes blinking. "I expect you in three days to be well enough to do your duties"

"Won't your people be offended of a hybrid acting as Luna?" I say

"I think you're mistaken, I don't bow down to what my people thinks of me and you're only Luna until I find someone else suitable. I am only giving you that job because I don't want unemployed bums in my pack. Hopefully, the Moon Goddess has chosen you for being able to lead people since she clearly made a mistake of you being my mate."

My mask almost cracked. I almost cracked at his hurtful words. Basically, I am just some tool he can use until I outlive my use. I breathed in then out, I feel the temperature rising as Dad is even more enraged at what he said.

He flexes his hand to open a portal and take some hell fire in to his palm, but I immediately intertwine our hands. He stops, not wanting to burn me while he tries to calm down by looking away from him and staring in to me instead.

"I see then I'll be there. You don't mind if my boyfriend would be coming, after all...I'm just an acting Luna"

His body stiffens, I see I've struck one thing that can get to him. "I don't...mind at all" he says through gritted teeth. "As long as it doesn't get in the way of your duties"

"Good, because we're going to have fun for our trip. I'll do my duties to free up my schedule when he arrives" I flash him a smile to infuriate him further.

"I think my family needs to assimilate in to this new and lavish home you'd provide for us" Mom interjects while flashing him a seductive smile. "Live and breathe well, Alpha"

It was one of those demon goodbyes translated in to English. I see him questioningly look at my mom as if it was a threat, but Mom smiles even nicely "I'm sorry, that is how we say goodbye in the demon plane. Is that not how you say goodbye here?"

"No but don't worry about it" He waves dismissively. "Enjoy your new home"

"We will"

He leaves, and Mom starts scowling. Her eyes glowing neon red while she glares at the door "My moon and water, I want him in the deepest parts of hell when he dies" she says in ancient demon

Dad smirks "I'll be making sure of it, the core of my life"

"Mom" I whisper, letting my guard down and feel the exhaustion in my body. I drop to my back on the pillow and forced my eyes closed "Can you feed me?"

"Oh my god!" I feel Mom jump to my side and her cold hands cup my cheek. "My poor child, I'll feed you, don't worry"

She gives me more of the energy she was able to feed on. This is her feeding me to stave off the pain that always comes to my body whenever I am too weak. I feel the rush of heat in my body while my heart was beating in a steady phase.

Eros and Deima quiet throughout the whole ordeal and I'm thankful that they are still silent even when he left. The added energy helps lull me back to sleep as I try to regina my own energy as much as I can.

I hear Mom singing a demon lullaby which surprises people that it's actually really sweet rather than demonic as they expected it to be. Dad on the other hand recited incantations to give me strength.

I'm once again surrendering to the darkness but this time, this I do willingly and gladly.