Page 57 of The Puck Chase

Sighing, I lean up and grab my phone, spying my sister’s name across it with an incoming video call, and I accept it without thinking. “Someone better be dying, Rora, because there is no other reason for you to be calling me this early.”

My sister rolls her eyes. “I’m calling to prove to mom that you're not dead, asshole. You told her you’d text her when you got home, and you never did.”Fuck. I internally groan, because I did tell her that, but before I can open my mouth to respond, her stare flicks over my shoulder and she smiles. “Or maybe you didn’t text her because you’re not home yet,” she smirks, before she pulls away from the phone and yells, “He’s at Daemon’s house, Mom.” Then she comes back to me looking beyond delighted, as she coos, “Good morning, Daemon.”

To my surprise, I feel him lean up behind me, until his face takes up some room on the screen and he smiles at my sister.“Morning, Aurora,” he gruffs out, and fuck me, his morning voice might just be the death of me.

Aurora’s eyes flick back to mine with a knowing sparkle in them, as she preens, “You look pretty comfy in Daemon’s bed considering he isn’t your boyfriend, big brother.”

For fucks sake I’m going to kill her.

“And you’ll lookpretty comfyin the pool, because I’m going to drown you the next time I see you,” I snarl, and I feel Daemon’s smirk press against my shoulder, as he hides his smile at my words.

“He’s with Daemon,” my mother exclaims in excitement, her voice getting closer, and barely two seconds pass, before she is shoving up next to Aurora’s face on the screen. Her eyes flare around me, before focusing on Daemon, who is now half-hidden behind my back. “Archer, Sweetheart, move your big head so I can see your bedmate better.”

For fucks sake, please kill me.

“Mom,” I groan, knowing this is definitely too much for mybedmateto handle, yet to my surprise, Daemon pushes up a little, and nods towards my mother.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Monroe,” he vows, and my head snaps towards him in shock. Who the fuck knew he could be so polite? And how the fuck does he know my mom’s name?

“Oh, handsome and polite,” my mother gleams, winking at me, before she focuses back on Daemon. “It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Sweetheart, I hope my boy isn’t giving you too much trouble,” she adds, winking at him now like they are in cahoots with one another.

“I’m pretty sure trouble should have been his middle name,” Daemon tosses back, not joking in the slightest, but still my mother tosses her head back and laughs, like it’s the funniest thing she has ever heard.

“Oh, I like you, I can see why my son is so smitten,” she smiles, flicking her stare back to me, and if the ground could just open up right now, I’d jump right fucking in.

“Mom, I beg you, please stop,” I plead once more, and she rolls her eyes in a manner that mirrors the way Aurora and I do the same.

“My son finally stops throwing his seed far and wide, and a mother can’t be excited?” She claps back, looking at Daemon and nodding her head at me like I’m ridiculous, and the fucking traitor smiles at her.

“I’m never coming home again,” I pointedly tell her, and again she rolls her eyes.

“Always so dramatic, just like your father, oh wait until I tell him how handsome your boyfriend is,” she sighs wistfully, and yep, I’m ready for Satan to come and claim me and drag me straight to hell.

“I’m disowning all of you,” I snap, hanging up the phone, but not before I hear the sinister cackles of both my mother and sister.

Tossing my phone back on the nightstand, I cringe, as I turn back towards my fucking bedmate, who is now watching me silently with a soft smirk. “So, your whole family knows about me?” Daemon asks, cocking his head to the side, and fuck, I feel even hotter than I did when I first woke up.

“They know your name from coming to my games, don’t flatter yourself, Forbes,” I lie, my cheeks now burning, and he nods along, not buying my bullshit for a second.

“Hmm, should I be worried I invited a stalker into my bed?” he purrs, pressing me back into his mattress and closing his hand gently around my throat, his thumb toying with my pulse point.

“I’d be more worried about the gift basket that my mother will inevitably be putting together for you now,” I tell him truthfully, and his smirk softens.

“I like her, she seems great,” he whispers, something sad flashing across his eyes, and it’s at this moment that I wonder about his own mom more than ever before.

“She is, I’m lucky to have her,” I reply gently, wishing he would open up to me, but not wanting to push him too hard.

“Yeah, you are,” he replies, before pulling away and rolling onto his back, and the cold he leaves behind almost kills me.

I’m not stupid. It’s not hard to see that whatever Daemon has been through has affected him massively, and that’s not even taking into account the scars that stain his skin. No, it’s the lack of his own mother’s presence, it’s whatever his father is in prison for, and why he doesn’t talk to his brother, all of it no doubt fucking him up in ways I can’t even comprehend. Like he said last night, he knows people's limits, but I’m pretty sure when it comes to him, I don’t have any.

Knowing that he probably needs some space after last night, I shift to get out of bed, only now remembering I am still naked, and grab my boxers from the floor. “I should probably check in at home before Alexander sends out a search party,” I say softly, and finally his smirk returns slightly.

“I doubt it would take him long to find you,” he replies dryly, and I nod with a laugh, knowing he’s right, yet still feeling awkward, as I slip back into my clothes while he just watches me.

“Okay, well, I’ll see you later?” I ask hopefully, desperate for him to say yes, yet all he does is nod slowly, as if he isn’t sure how to respond, and I bite my lip to stop myself from begging, as I turn on my heel to leave.

I make it all the way to the top of his stairs, before I turn and storm back to his room, startling him, as I move towards him and grab him by the back of the neck and slam my lips to his.He reacts instantly, kissing me back, and we go until we are both panting and breathless, and my cock is once more begging for his attention.

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