Freaks & Geek

Chapter 21: Sway With Me

"We don't know when this is supposed to happen." Harlow thought on her vision before she remembered seeing a flyer for the Thanksgiving potluck on the floor. She told them and they nodded. "Three weeks. We'll formulate a plan to catch him and the four vampires he was with and go from there."

Wes nodded, while Val stewed. "He's going to die a painful death for having the gull to touch what is ours." Harlow wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. "I know, babe, but right now I want to talk wedding." It brought a smile to his face, which she knew it would and pecked his lips.

"It's about you, Princess. You can have whatever you want. Money is no object." Alistair jumped on a stool. "Don't tell me that. I'm gone have y'all sweating like those fools on 90 Day Fiancé." Alistair purred. "Mama, I want a diamond encrusted grill this time."

Harlow laughed at her silly familiar before kissing both her men. She didn't know where Damien was, but she was sure the men would fill him in on what happened and what they were planning. Harlow spent the remainder of the afternoon talking to Calypso who she made her maid of honor.

She decided that though she wanted to invite Declan it would just be easier for it to be a supernatural affair, especially if she and her father were to get on good terms. Or even more so if Damien's Dad decided to show. By 6 pm that night, Calypso and Harlow had a shared Pinterest page with everything mapped and planned out. She would begin looking at venues and ordering décor items after their trip to Hell. She made an appointment to go dress shopping Monday after work with Calypso.

When she joined the guys in the living room they all rocked matching facial expressions. "What's wrong?" Damien looked at her and she realized it was Bael's eyes staring back at her. "There's been a change in tomorrow's plans." He spoke a bit angrily.

"What happened? Does my father not what to meet with me?" They all heard the hurt in her voice and sighed. "It seems my father has heard good things about you from some demons and wants to see for himself with your father in attendance." Harlow was confused. "What does he want me to do?"

Bael sighed loudly. "He wants to test you. In my father's mind you're not worthy of being Princess of the Underworld, but that's a load of shit and he knows it." Harlow took deep breathes to keep her anxiety at bay. "What all will I need to do?"

Damien scoffed angrily. "That's just it, dove. We don't know. These tests are picked at random by the Devil himself. It can be something as simple as changing to your demonic form or something as crazy as reap 100 souls in one day. It varies widely." Harlow let out a breath as she took a seat on his lap. "What happens if I don't pass?"

Val looked at Damien who had taken over. "He won't give his blessing, which means if I go forward with acknowledging you as my mate then I can lose my title, status and possibly powers." Harlow gasped loudly. "He can't do that!"

Damien kissed her temple before sighing. "He can do it all, dove. He's Satan himself." Wes could see Harlow's wheels turning and sighed. "It's going to be okay, Princess." Wes started but she was already up and walking out. "Don't bother me. I'll be busy." Harlow called out before heading to her room.

"We're putting her through too much. If the stares and whispers at the office and pretty much anywhere with supernatural people don't get to her then your father's fucking vendetta will. We can't lose her, Damien and thanks to the Fates we're tied together. If one of us loses her, then we all lose her and I won't let that happen." Val said with a finality they all felt. "I will give up everything I have and am to be with her. That will never change and my father doubts that, but he'll be the one looking dumb when he loses his one legitimate heir."

Harlow sat in front of her mirror and took deep breaths. "Kali," Harlow spoke lowly. "Now's your time bitch." Harlow could hear the laughter in her head before she was pushed back into the passenger seat. Kali looked over her bright red skin and black markings and smiled. Her hair was slicked back and rested on the top of her ass. "Oh, you a bad bitch for sure." She purred to her reflection before kissing it.