Chapter 17
Interlude
GORRATH
Boy, does it feel good to hear Bastien finally say my name—something he’s avoided for over five hundred years.
That’s right, sweetheart. I am Gorrath. Demon of the Underworld. A member of Damien’s High Court.
You’re probably wondering how a demon like me and a moon witch like Bastien got tangled up in the middle of a war.
Well, let’s just say it was a lapse in judgment.
The war had been raging for so long, none of us knew what peace looked like.
Until one night, an armistice was called.
Peace talks had begun. Drinks were flowing.
I saw him staring at me from across the fire with those baby blue eyes. I didn’t stand a chance. Not after I got him alone and had a taste. What can I say? I’m a sucker for a man with blue eyes and a big cock. I’m sure you understand.
He was terrified we’d be caught that night and disowned by his family. I told him being yourself was always worth the risk of losing the people who claimed to love you.
Then he sawed off my horn and banished me back to the Underworld. Sealing me there. Something he promised he wouldn’t do.
Granted, it was less of a promise and more of a moan in my ear one night when we were alone. I don’t have to tell you how convincing his pledges of fealty are. Do I? No. He’s got you wrapped around his little finger.
I don’t blame you. However, I do blame him.