Chapter 31
Eva POV
“It will be catastrophic,” Anderson corrected from the doorway.
Nobody listened to him. That seemed to happen a lot around here.
The younger brother already looked fully committed to the idea while Nina stared at him like she was trying to decide whether to panic or laugh.
“You want to go meet human parents.”
“Yes.”
“You are a demon prince.”
“Yes.”
“You threatened someone over soup three days ago.”
“That feels unrelated.”
Meanwhile, beside me, my demon still hadn’t said a word, which worried me more because whenever he went this quiet, it usually meant he was thinking far too seriously about something. And judging by the way his fingers tightened once around mine against the couch, he was absolutely thinking.
His mother studied him for a second longer. Then smiled over the rim of her tea. “There it is.”
“There what is,” I asked suspiciously.
“The moment he decided something permanently.”
Oh no.
I turned toward my demon, and after several long seconds of silence, he finally met my gaze. His expression was completely calm, which somehow made the situation feel even worse.
“You should see your family,” he said quietly.
The words hit me unexpectedly hard. Because there wasn’t even hesitation in them. There was no desperate demand for me to stay and no fear that I might leave before he returned. Just quiet certainty, like if he wanted forever from me, he intended to earn it properly this time.
Nina noticed too because she pointed dramatically across the lounge. “Okay wow. Character development.”
“I dislike all of you.”
“That’s fair,” the younger brother agreed.
Meanwhile the father had already started giving orders casually like international dimensional travel was normal family planning.
“The western gate portal will reach Earth fastest.”
Anderson physically looked ill. “You cannot just send both princes into the human world unsupervised.”
His mother blinked. “Why not.”
“They partially destabilized Hell in under two weeks.”
“That sounds efficient.”
I was starting to understand why the council survived on stress. The younger brother leaned toward Nina beside him. “What are human parent rituals like?”
Nina stared blankly. “…You mean meeting parents.”
