Val smiled at his sleeping mate before leaving her tucked in and heading to the parlor where Damien sat on the ground playing with Brutus and Gunner. Wes was busy stroking Alistair's fur as he laid in his lap. Saber was probably off somewhere being destructive per usual. "We could still hear her." Wes said with a chuckle causing Val to smile. "She broke my mirror." Damien's eyes widened. "That thing is huge and fortified." Val shrugged pouring a glass of bourbon. "Our wife is powerful."

"She said yes?!" Wes asked excitedly. "Of course! I want to get married as soon as possible." Damien chuckled at him. "It's up to her. I know mortal women and they don't play about weddings. Give her your input, but leave the planning to her." Val nodded in understanding before taking a sip and making a face.

"What? You love bourbon." Wes said in confusion. "I do, but our wife decided to pack some of the world's best bourbons and whiskey with a sprinkle of her blood in each bottle and now she's ruined it for me. If it doesn't have her blood, I don't want it."

"She spoils you too much," Damien stated with a smirk. "Kiss my ass." Val retorted. "How is she?" Wes asked concerned. Val looked sheepish as he rubbed the back of her head. "She passed out during the marking ritual." Wes sighed worriedly. "Are we too much for her? I mean, I know she's ½ demon and ¼ angel, but it seems like her witch DNA is pretty strong and present."

Wes sighed. "She's quite mortal and mating with all of us...sharing a life with all of us...that's a lot." Damien looked at his dear friend and sighed. "She's not going anywhere, Wesley. You have to trust her love for you...for us. She's agreed to be our wife and our mate. We will give her the life fitting for a Princess of the Underworld, Queen of the vampires and Luna over all werewolves."

Wes smiled at his best friend who always knew just what to say to calm him. "We're going to have to introduce her to everyone, you know." Val spoke up with a sigh. "She's not ready for that." Damien spoke sternly. "She's going to have to be. The moment word gets out that we're mated the world is going to want to know who she is."

Damien knew Val was right, but he was worried. He didn't know how people would respond to the first ever known tribrid. "We'll start with Hell first. We'll introduce her to the demons, succubi and incubi and go from there." Damien declared before petting Brutus.

Wes and Val agreed with his plan, but hated the idea of going to Hell. Val didn't really mind it as he appreciated the warmth that was polar opposite to his constant cold status. Wes despised it. He felt like he was suffocating at all times and the added heat to his already warm temperature was unbearable most of the time. He would, however, suck it up to be with his mate as she becomes introduced to Hell as their Princess.

Harlow woke up feeling sore in all the right places. She got up slowly and noticed that the glass shards from her destructive orgasm was cleaned up. She made her way to the bathroom before turning on the light. She stared at her reflection and snickered. She looked like a woman who was royally and properly fucked and reveled in it.

She looked at the symbol on the left side of her neck and smiled. It was an intricate symbol that she swore she had seen before somewhere. She rubbed the mark and immediately got hit with an orgasmic wave. She grabbed onto the sink to stop herself from falling down.

"You okay there, querida?" Val asked behind her with a smirk. "What was that?" She asked out of breath. He chuckled at her before kissing her temple. "Any time you or I touch my mark you it will notify me and I will come to you wherever you are. As an added feature, it will also give you an orgasm. The life of a vampire mate is one riddled with pleasure and lust."

Harlow visibly shook from the aftershock and Val smiled happily. "I have to pee. Get out." Val looked at her dumbfounded. "Querida, my tongue has been so far up your pussy it's crazy. You can pee in front of me." Harlow pushed him out with the little energy she had. "We will not become one of those couples." She slammed the door in his face with a laugh.

Val made his way to bed with a wide smile on his face. He was the happiest he'd ever been. Being with Harlow even beat the late 60's and 70's where mortals were beyond loose, unaware and free. Their blood was just freely available and laced with the best drugs.

He watched as she climbed back into bed and rested on top of him. "I'm so happy, querida." Harlow smiled and he could feel it. "I want to get married in Italy." Harlow said before looking at him. "I want to get married in your home town and I want to honeymoon in Greece, so I can see Wes' stomping grounds." Val thought it was a great idea and told her so before pecking her lips. "No trip to Hell on the wedding tour?" Harlow shook her head no. "I don't think there's anything romantic about Hell."

"You'll be surprised. It's actually quite beautiful. I know that's contrary to popular belief, but you'll see when we go this weekend." Harlow nodded before laying back on his chest. He played with her wild curls before he heard her breathing even out and smiled. He was a mated and soon to be married man and Valentine of Terni had never felt better or happier in his life.

Harlow drove to work the next morning solo. She was eager to get there early as she had an idea for a code that she and Killian were working on. She made serious progress that even got attention from Curtis and she appreciated the praise. She was able to catch up with Mrs. Clara and snag three of her delicious homemade muffins.

They weren't able to do lunch, but it worked out. Declan forced her to go out to lunch with him and Calypso and she obliged. Calypso looked at her surprisingly when they met in the lobby. Harlow knew she knew and just smiled cheekily. "Can you order for us, Declan? I want to talk to Harlow really quick." Declan nodded taking down their hotdog orders as Harlow and Calypso went to find a table nearby.

"You're the Princess of the Underworld!" Calypso said shocked. Harlow never thought of her newfound titles and definitely not of the duties that would come with them, but simply nodded. "You're going to make an amazing leader. I'm so happy for you. Damien is scary, but he's fair and I can tell he loves you. That is an emotion I never thought the price of Hell would exude."

Harlow chuckled at that. She knew people, supernatural and mortal alike, were scared of her fiancé but Damien seemed to be all bark and no bite to her. They argued from time to time, but it always ended in a heavy make out session.

"So, you know what I am?" Calypso asked shyly as Harlow nodded. "It all made sense why Declan can't even breathe around you." Calypso groaned causing Harlow to laugh. "This life is a curse. You know I've never had a boyfriend, because I can never tell if a man loves me for me or my powers. Succubi and Incubi don't even have mates. It can be a lonely life, but I feel like he's different." She said looking at Declan as he spoke to the cashier.

"I really like Declan. When you're around it's like a buffer and I can actually have conversations with him and get to know him. That's why I'm looking forward to Friday. I want to see him outside of work and get to know in a new environment." Harlow nodded in understanding. "I think he genuinely likes you for you if my two cents matter." Calypso smiled and nodded as Declan came up with their food and drinks.

Harlow had hit a wall at 4:30 pm. She had done everything and knew she should triple check her work, but she was exhausted. She made her way over to the guys' office with a smile on her face as Mrs. Clara came into view. "Well, there's my sweetie pie. How are you?" Harlow caught up with Mrs. Clara for a minute before heading back to her mates' office. "There she is," Wes said with a smile as he walked up to her and pulled her in for a kiss. "Hi, babe." She smiled up at him stroking his long blond hair.

Harlow made her way to Damien and kissed him passionately before making her way to Val who pulled her into his lap and kissed her senseless. He pressed on his mark and Harlow let out the most sinful moan that had them all standing at attention in seconds. "Valentine!"

Harlow tried to hit him, but her body wouldn't stop shaking. "I'm sorry, querida. I couldn't help myself." Val smirked mischievously before rubbing her arms. They talked about their day and how over it they all were. Val nuzzled into her neck and smiled. He was about to say something when their office doors were abruptly opened.

"Va-" Lydia looked at the scene in front of her in shock. "Are you fucking kidding me?! This is your mate?!" She screamed loudly causing Harlow to flinch a bit. "Lydia, who the fuck do you think you are coming into our office unannounced?" Val asked angrily.

"Your old hag wasn't at her desk so I walked in. Answer my question. Is this mortal your mate?" Val chuckled lowly before looking at the guys and then back at the arrogant vampire standing in front of them. "Yes," Harlow answered proudly. "I am their mate and I have the marks and aches from mating to prove it."

The smirk on Harlow's face made Wes want to cackle. Lydia was pissed and the way Val rubbed her arms made her angrier. "You're nothing but a stupid meat bag. You're not pretty even for a Black girl and you could stand to lose a few pounds. You know nothing about this life or what it takes to be a vampire Queen."

Lydia fumed angrily. "Our species could never be led by a lowlife, ghetto piece of trash like you. These men are gods and they will get tired of you, especially Val. He's insatiable and you will never be enough for him. They will leave you. I bet my life on it." What happened was so fast they all almost missed it. Harlow found herself sitting in a familiar seat in her brain as Kali took over.

Kali found herself standing in front of the shocked vampire with a smile on her face. Lydia took in the red skin and black markings in disbelief. She would have never believed that the woman she thought was a mortal was actually a demon. "You bet your life on it," Kali said with her voice dangerously low.

She smiled widely before sticking her hand straight through her chest. "Looks like you lost." Kali smirked before ripping out her heart. Wes was shocked, but Val and Damien were beyond turned on. Kali threw her heart in the trash like she was making a three pointer before pushing Lydia's still standing body to the ground.

She turned to look at Val and winked before giving Harlow the reigns. Harlow looked at Lydia's dead body and shook. "I did that..." Harlow said lowly before Val pulled her into his arms. "Technically Kali did that and it was warranted. She disrespected her Queen and that offense is punishable by death."

Harlow looked into his eyes and he could see the unshed tears. "Don't cry for her, querida. You did nothing wrong." Damien sighed before getting up. "This is what it means to be a Queen in the vampire world, dove. You have to be strong, swift and just. We know you can do it with or without Kali's help."

Wes called the cleaning staff to take care of Lydia. Men dressed in white came and took the body, as well as, the trash with her heart in it. "Make sure you burn it completely." Val instructed to them before they left. "Oh goodness! Liam!!!" Harlow said wide eyed looking at them.

They could see her first kill was getting to her and it worried them. "Liam will be fine, dove. We will explain the offense and all will be understood and well." Harlow shook her head as a tear fell. "This isn't me." Wes pulled her into a tight embrace. "Let's go home, Princess. Val and Damien will handle the rest."