《My Neighbor, My Boss and an Incubus OH MY!》Chapter 24
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Jason's POV
We had just finished making love as the doctor popped in unannounced scaring Bethany causing her to pull the covers around us hiding our bodies.
"I do apologies Master. I hope I'm not interrupting anything important." I wave him off and pull myself up in the bed sitting against the headboard.
"No, we actually just finished." I grinned at Charles. He has been my trusted doctor for decades and being naked in front of him is nothing new. On the other hand, Bethany groaned and her face blushed as she pulled the covers over her head making me chuckle at her shyness.
"Now tell me what seems to be the problem. I see you two finally mated. Well done Master." Bethany groaned louder and slapped my leg as I laughed.
"Honey it's ok. He's the doctor. He knows about sex and everything." I tease her pulling the covers away from her face to see her glaring at me making me stifle my laughter. I didn't know she was this shy. "Look baby anything we tell him is confidential and if he breaks that it's under penalty of death." Her sweet face that is covered in her blush contorts to one of horror.
"You would kill him?" She asks me horrified.
"Of course, my love. If he tells anyone else about what we discus this yes he will die."
"As it should be. Master knows I would never talk out of turn or tell anything about him or his family. I have served him for as long as I can remember Mistress." He smiles at Bethany and she opens and closes her mouth like a fish before giving him a tight-lipped smile and nod.
"Ok let me tell you what happened and maybe you can make some since out of it. After we made love her body glowed gold then blinding light shot from her fingers and the top of her head before dissipating. She went to the bathroom and called me in and there were gold wings on her right shoulder like they were a birthmark." The doctor nods his head and rubs his chin with his hand appearing to be thinking hard.
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"Mistress, when you glowed and shot light out did you hurt?"
"N-no actually I felt loved and warm. Like someone was wrapping me in their arms."
"HHHMmmm, and what did you feel after the light left?"
"It's weird, I felt whole. Like I had been missing something and now I found it. It's really strange."
"May, I look at the wings?" The doctor asked me first and nodded and then Bethany said of course. He approached the bed as Bethany sat up holding the cover against her front turned so he could see her exposed back. Charles pulled out his magnifying glass and started looking the wings over. "Was this inscription here before?"
"What inscription? It was just wings earlier." I said grabbing Bethany and turning her back towards me. Raziel's child was now under the wings. So, she was from an Archangel the Keeper of Secrets.
"What, what does it say Jason?" She asked worriedly.
"It says you are Raziel's child well more like his grandchild. Your father or mother would have been his child. He is an Archangel which means you come from a powerful background."
"B-but I don't feel powerful." She looked at me with sadness in her eyes.
"If I may Master." I nodded for him to continue. "As your blood has just awoken on both your demon side and your angel side, we have no idea how powerful you will become Mistress. As angels usually don't mix with human and demons a lot of information is unknown. You will have to test out your powers each day and hone them. Master will help you with the demon side and I can try and contact someone from the angel side and see if I can let Raziel know he has a grandchild." Bethany lets out a sigh then nods her head.
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"I wonder if Raziel will know who my parents are. I have always wanted to know who they were and why they would leave me." I pull her into me running my hands through her hair.
"I'm sure they had no other choice my love. It's not easy raising a child that is human with demon let alone one with demon and angel in them. A lot of times it isn't safe." She nods her head and nuzzles her head into my shoulder wrapping her arms around my body.
"Mistress, I need to draw some blood and then I'll be out of your hair. There is not much I can for you as of now, but I might be able to find Raziel at least." Bethany holds her arm out and Charles quickly draws a few vials of blood and with a nod he flashes out of my bedroom. I pull Bethany down with me into the bed letting her snuggle up against my body as I wrap mine into hers. After a few brief minutes I hear her breathing even out and the soft snores coming from my little mate. I smile to myself and close my eyes letting sleep claim me.
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