Chapter 3

Samael Wülf

I went back to the castle, and Lilith was there to greet me. Well, greet may not be the perfect word for it.

“Where the fuck have you been?” She bellowed at me with her hands firmly planted on her hips. “Do you have any idea what it's been like here?” She continued without even bothering to let me reply. She threw one hand up in the air in frustration. “Of course, you fucking don't. As if you even give a shit. Sam does whatever Sam fucking wants.”

I strolled towards her, arms dangling and feet dragging along the floor like a child not wanting to be told off. I sighed when I reached her.

“You look like shit. Something has happened to you. Maybe Freya finally dumped your ass. Not that I care. Mother has been driving me insane, and it's your turn to feed her.”

She turned around and stomped back into the castle, and I followed behind.

“I'm going to have a long soak in the tub, then enjoy the young man I have chained up