striking ease.
He blinked and gave Alexis’s mother a glare. He caught her hand
and roughly pushed away from her, slipping out of her husband’s grip
as well. “You’re lucky you’re Alexis’s parents,” he said, putting a
clear warning in his tone. “Had it been someone else trying that trick, they’d find themselves in a very nasty situation right now, one
involving shark teeth.”
Mrs. Whitaker’s eyes widened in an expression of almost comical
shock. Her husband took a step back, obviously surprised as well.
They must usually have great success with their seduction routine.
The succubus gaped at him. “You’re really—” she started to say.
Mr. Whitaker cut her off with a harsh look. He grabbed her hand
and started to pull her away. “We’ll stay off your back, Mr. Pierce-
Cunningham, but remember this. Our son isn’t what you make him
out to be. You’ll get tired of him eventually, and then he’ll be more broken than he is now.”
With those final parting words, the demon couple took their leave.
Morgan mused over the Whitakers’ reply for a few moments,
wondering what Alexis’s mother had meant to say and what her
husband’s warning implied. He shrugged it off, deciding it didn’t
matter. Forcing himself to put the entire scene out of his mind, he
headed back toward Alexis’s room.
* * * *
A few months later
Alexis frowned at his own reflection as he combed his long hair
over the right side of his face. Truly, the surgeons had done a great job in fixing him, and he no longer looked like a comic book villain.
However, some things couldn’t be changed, and even all the
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interventions he’d suffered through had been unable to give him back
his prior beauty.
Partially, it was due to his incubus nature. Advanced medicine
didn’t work on incubi the same way it did on other creatures. Magical beings were supposed to heal through their magic, and that played
havoc with his recovery.
He was left with a scar crossing the right side of his face and
body. With the advances in medicine, one would have thought that
eventually, Alexis would have recovered his previous looks.
However, it was still too soon for real corrective surgery. His burn
had been severe, and while the original surgery had helped, the
doctors had recommended at least a three-month period of waiting
until they proceeded with an actual plastic surgery.
It would have irritated Alexis, and perhaps he might have insisted
on taking the chance and risking an operation earlier, except he knew it wouldn’t work. Intellectually, he knew he’d already made quite an
improvement, but the scar would never truly go away. He would
never have his old looks back.
“Ready?” Morgan shouted in the other room.
Alexis sighed and resigned himself to the inevitable. No, he
wasn’t ready, but he couldn’t back out of this, either. Morgan had
been amazing throughout these past few months, always by Alexis’s
side, as loving and caring as ever. Many times, Alexis remembered
his parents’ words, but he studiously refused to accept they might be right. He loved Morgan too much to give him up.
Because yes, Alexis now admitted he was desperately in love with
Morgan. He probably had been from the very first day they’d met,
and every second that passed, he fell more and more for the shark.
This was why he couldn’t refuse Morgan, no matter what his lover
asked.
“Be right there,” he told Morgan.
He pocketed the comb and returned to his room. “I’m ready,” he
told Morgan.
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Morgan smiled at him and pressed a brief kiss to his lips. “Don’t
worry. This is gonna be great.”
Alexis nodded, even if he didn’t truly believe in Morgan’s words.
Not that Morgan would lie to him. No. It was just that Alexis couldn’t bring himself to be as optimistic as his lover.
Their bags had already been taken to the car. All the preparations
had been