Chapter 8: Everything Has Grown

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Harlow spent the next hour studying every inch of the room. Her first thing to unpack and take in was the gamer setup. She didn't know anyone who had this kind of layout, but she was thankful that she could use it while she resided there. Then there was the little lounge area that Alistair had quickly made his own. She set up his litter box in her en suite bathroom that was made for a Queen.

The marble everything and large shower along with massive tub just seemed like too much. The closet was a top favorite and was filled with clothes that were not only her size, but mostly designer and name brand. That wasn't really her style, but she'd pretend to be one of the elites as long as Val's sister was fine sharing clothes, shoes and purses.

Her favorite thing though by far was the king size bed. She made sure to shower and change into one of the many nightwear options folded in one of the various drawers before laying down. She figured she'd have to buy underwear at some point, but the draw that was filled with them and bras all had the tags on them. She would just give Val's sister money to replace them.

The whole thing was so strange, but seemed set for her. Everything fit too perfectly and the fact that the room was quite literally plucked from her mind was ridiculous. The bed was a siren song to her body and she didn't know when or how it happened but she quickly gave into a deep and dark slumber. Alistair jumped on the expansive bed to make sure Harlow was sleeping deeply before making his way out of the room. The door was closed, but he used his demonic powers to open it slightly. He walked down the stairs to find the guys all sitting in the kitchen talking.

He jumped on the seat next to Wes scaring him. Alistair couldn't help but snicker. He knew the wolf would be his favorite. "How is she?" Val asked the demon cat. "She's knocked the fuck out. Today was too much for her." They nodded in agreement. "I guess I'll leave her food in the fridge." Damien said as he began wrapping the lasagna.

"Why did her mother cloak her?" Wes asked after a while. Alistair seem to give a small shrug. "Her father was around until she was five years old. She started showing her powers at that age and I guess he couldn't handle it. He was obviously faced with the reality that as a demon he had a part angel for a daughter and tried everything to suppress that side of her before ultimately leaving."

"He tried to bind her powers, but Mama is too powerful for all that shit. It didn't work, so then her mother tried to assist in an attempt to appease her father and it still didn't work. They were about to give up on their dream of raising her as a mortal until they remembered cloaking. Her mother cloaked her witch DNA, while her father cloaked her demonic DNA. They both cloaked her angel DNA as technically they are both angels. They not only cloaked her from other supernatural beings, but they cloaked her from herself."

The guys listened intently. "Her mother is dead though, so how is she still cloaked?" Damien asked confusedly. "Her father is still alive and is quite powerful. Her witchy powers are poking out and quickly. She conjured up the opening at your job. She has had so many things fall in her lap simply from the power of her words and now that she's met you three it's only going to get stronger. Her angelic and demonic powers won't show much since her father is still present, but I'm sure Damien can speak to him about reversing the cloaking if that's what you all truly want."

They looked from Alistair to Damien. Damien hated that he was the oldest. Things often fell in his lap when it came to decision making. "Who is her father?" Damien asked Alistair aware of every demon that resided in Hell and on Earth. Alistair licked his paw before answering. "Beelzebub." Damien visibly faltered at the news. He wasn't even aware Beelzebub had ever left hell let alone long enough to mate and start a family.

He was one of the toughest and roughest demons. He was almost as feared by others as Damien was. Beelzebub was likened to a decorated military official in the United States. He had started so many wars and reaped so many souls for Damien's father that his merits were talked about for centuries. This demon superstar that was known in Heaven and Hell as being his father's right-hand man and his somewhat uncle was his mate's father.

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