“My mom’s mom,” Atlas agreed. “I never met my dad’s parents. They died before I was born.”
But his grandma…she had always believed him. “My grandma,” Atlas said. “It had to be my grandma. Why else would she have believed me when no one else had?”
“Can I have your blood?” Cary asked.
Atlas jerked in his chair. Bel growled.
“Cary!” Lucifer sounded exasperated.
“What?” Cary shrugged. “It might help.”
“You can’t have his blood.” Bel’s voice was low. Dark.
“Why do you want it?” Atlas asked as he placed his hand on Bel’s arm.
“Blood,” Cary said. “It’s used in summons.”
“What are you thinking?” Lucifer questioned.
Cary grinned. “Blood summoning blood.”
“No!” Several voices rose.
Chapter Six
Bel
The good news was Atlas was still asleep as two demons popped into his office. The bad news was which demons showed up. Bel sighed, pushing the stack of papers away from him, knowing that he wouldn’t be getting any more work done while they were there.
“I can’t believe you didn’t call me the moment you found him!” Asmos said as he threw himself dramatically across Bel’s desk, crumpling the papers that Bel had just been working on.
Bel rolled his eyes. Asmos was always a dramatic little thing. “I was a little busy.”
“But Luci, Cary, and Gage got to meet him,” Asmos argued. “They got to meet him before me! I’m your bestest friend ever!”
“Sorry, buddy. Next time I find my mate has stalked me to my office, I’ll make sure that I stop him and we call you.”
“You don’t have to be a smartass.” Asmos grinned up at him. He was still sprawled across Bel’s desk. “You found your mate.”
Mammon snorted as he materialized a chair and sat in it. A glass appeared in his hand and he sipped slowly. “It’s a damn epidemic.”
That had Asmos straightening to glare at their friend. “Bite your tongue! This is amazing.”
Swirling the dark liquid in his glass, Mammon shook his head. “We’re too damn old to be chasing after fairytale endings.”
Bel folded his hands together in front of him. Bel hadn’t been actively searching for his mate, but he wasn’t disappointed. In fact, Atlas was a wonderful surprise. Even if the human—or maybe Bel should say quarter-demon—bewildered Bel with his easygoing nature.
“Almost every demon has been actively searching for their mate,” Asmos said seriously.
“Not me,” Mammon said. “And I didn’t think you were either.”
“True. I wasn’t looking…he just sort of crashed into my life. Unexpected but not unwanted.” That needed to be clear from the start. Bel would embrace this gift.
Mammon hummed. “Everyone is already talking. Planning. We’re going to have a shortage of demons in hell if this continues.”
“Just think how many mates will be brought back though!” Asmos clapped his hands. “More friends!”
“You’re starting to sound like Adam and his minions,” Bel pointed out.
