Damien POV

　　"Fuck me!" I groaned, opening my eyes, rubbing the back of my neck; it hurt like a mother fucker! 

　　"I'd rather not; I know where you have been!!" My father's dull voice cut through the air.

　　"Funny!" I barked, getting up off the ground. Still rolling my fingers over the achy muscles of my neck. "Did you snap my neck?" I asked, cracking my neck from side to side to soothe my angry muscles! 

　　"You were being a whiny baby!" He snipped, running his hands along the worn arms of the chair he sat in, staring at me with his cold eyes.

　　"You mean I said something you didn't agree with, and instead of talking it through like FUCKING adults, you snapped my neck!" I replied, my tone almost as cold as his eyes. 

　　"I've looked your sister over…" 

　　"Don't call her that!" I snarled, interrupting my father as I sat beside Red, checking her over for signs my father had tampered with her.

　　He was apparently planning to ignore my statement!

　　"Because it's the truth, and he doesn't know how to reply to that!" Ares mumbled, irritated at the whole situation.

　　"What would you like me to call her son? Abigail, Ab's... But, whatever it is, it won't change the facts: She IS your sister!" Yet again, his tone was dead, devoid of any emotion, but amusement lay in his eyes. Shaking my head, I motioned for him to continue whatever bullshit he wanted to discuss with me. 

　　"Thank you." He half smiled but continued regardless; he was in a good mood! This was worrying in itself; not much in this world made him smile, let alone improved his sour moods. "I have looked at your... girl... over." The enjoyment was evident in his smug grin. 

　　"And?" I interjected, wanting this nightmare to be over with. 

　　"And... You are right. There is some potent magic within our girl!"

　　"Our girl?" I asked, raising a brow as I ran my fingers down the soft blush of her cheeks, grinning, knowing that she was dreaming about something naughty! Hopefully, something naughty that included me; I made a mental note to ask her later.

　　"Yes. Now do you plan on letting me finish, or will you keep interrupting me like a two-year-old?" Bernael asked, showing his irritation. I said nothing, not even looking up; my only focus was Red, watching her sleep peacefully. Sighing heavily, and motioned with my head for him to continue. And he did!

　　"While you were taking a nap.." 

　　"I was hardly napping!" I yet again interjected, unable to hold my tongue, he knew how to press my buttons, and he was doing it so well today, but that was ok! I had learnt how to get under his skin too. 

　　"While you were napping, like a whiny baby." He repeated, his eyes narrowing on me harshly. "I collected an antidote to your predicament. It's on her nightstand. Make sure she drinks it today! It will solve all of your problems. It tastes foul. I would recommend hiding it in wine or something equally nasty." 

　　Looking at the little red glass vile on the nightstand, I reached for it, scrutinising it. My fingers toying with the silver shell-like cap. Pocketing it carefully, I nodded to my father. 

　　"How long do I have to give it to her?" I asked, returning my eyes to Red, who seemed to have drifted back into a deep sleep. 

　　"24 hours after the incident, so no later than midnight... Or everything we have been working towards goes tits up!" 

　　"Like Cinderella..." I mused, thinking it was fitting she was a princess to me! 

　　"Yes... but less exploding pumpkins and more... birthing pure evil!" He laughed, picking his jacket up off the arm of the chair. 

　　"It could be mine; you know that?"

　　"The end result is still the same, son. You want your girl birthing evil! Because that is what you are! That is what causes through your veins, my demonic blood!" He was technically correct, but I wanted to believe I was more than that; since meeting Abigail, she had reminded me there was more to life than killing and chaos! 

　　"And even IF it is yours... Incest might have been the done thing for the Egyptians, Olympians and Targaryen's, but I am not sure how I feel about an eight-headed grandchild!" 

　　"Did you just crack a joke?" I asked, gobsmacked at my father's mood!

　　"Maybe he had a personality transplant while we were 'napping.' " Ares grinned in my head, I was tempted to ask him, but I didn't want to know what angle he was working; all that mattered now was that Abigail was safe! 

　　"I watch TV too, you know!" He huffed, sitting up in the chair. "How will you administer the.."

　　"Poison to kill the child in her womb...  With the wine at dinner tonight, I guess, It wasn't quite the birthday treat I wanted to give her!" I mused with a sigh looking at my father. "You're sure it will work?" 

　　"YOU seriously have some balls, son, doubting MY abilities to follow through with a plan!" HE spat. All traces of his excellent mood evaporated with the air in the room. Which filled with bitter darkness as my father stood from the chair and stepped towards where I sat; my hand rested on Abigail's arm curiously. I would need a quick escape with her if he was about to attack! 

　　"I am not the one who has forgotten all of his training and the years of careful planning! I am not the one who has forgotten who I am at first sight of a woman's tits and tight cunt, like a pathetic fucking virgin. Don't forget that BOY!" HE roared, closing the gap between us, his eyes darting between Abigail and I. 

　　"I raised you to be patient, to use this," He clipped me round the back of the head roughly ", and not this" Grabbing my cock tightly, I tensed under his tight hold. "I should remove this from you, just teach you a damn lesson!"

　　"But if Abigail is anything like her mother... she will do that for me once she finds out your little secret! Girls don't usually like to be seduced, lied to and fucked by their brothers!" Slapping his hand away, I steadied my breathing; a knock on the door raised my father's eyebrows slightly.

　　"She has company! Let the wolf take her to his pack house, let the Alpha question her, and then arrange to pick her up here. For a family meal, she will NEVER forget!" He announced, stepping back and sucking all the darkness back into his being. 

　　 "I warn you though, son... if you don't sort your shit out and pull your head out of her ass.. and your dick out of her cunt, I will remove her from the situation completely.. I will sell her to the highest fucking bidder and work on plan B! Am I clear!" 

　　"She is a means to an end, a pretty toy for you to play with for now, if you like! But she has a purpose... and so do you! I suggest you remember that and who you are before you and your wolf end up in the same auction as your sister..."

　　"Abigail..." Jason's voice cut through the room as another loud bang thundered the door again. 

　　"Food for thought, son! I will see you tonight." He laughed maliciously as he vanished before my eyes, leaving me with no doubt that I needed to get my shit together if I planned on outsmarting him!