The Demon Academy: The Complete Collection

by G. Bailey

  “I missed you more, Miss Alpha Female of the pack,” I whisper to her, and she laughs.

  Her laugh just makes me happy as I pull back to see her glowing cheeks and the very visible wolf marking on her neck. It’s just like the one on my arm, but hers has a purple glow to it. “Says the queen of hell!”

  “You’re pregnant!” Javier grumbles, not sounding impressed. With wide eyes, I stare at my best friend as she nods her head. Eike wraps his arms around her waist, placing his hands over her stomach for a second.

  “It was a surprise from our mating night,” Sera explains as Eike lets her go and looks to Javier.

  “And we are very happy. The pack is over the moon,” Eike explains, and to my surprise, Javier hugs his best friend before telling him how happy he is.

  “Surprisingly, they loved the new treaty with the royals of hell, and it made them accept me more as their alpha female as they know I helped come up with the idea,” Sera tells us, reminding me of one of the first deals we made as royals. The wolves are free of any contract they had with Lucifer, and instead, all half breed wolves are now to be fully accepted by the packs as members. The deal was made that wolves are now welcome in hell, with Javier as their alpha.

  And they are welcome to leave any time they like.

  Javier now has a pack of a few hundred wolves, and it makes this place more of a home for him than it ever has been before.

  “I’m so happy for you, Sera,” I say, feeling excited. “I’m going to be a brilliant auntie!”

  “We are coming to hell every three months for two weeks. We have found amazing betas that are happy to run the pack for those two weeks. I don’t want to be away from my best friend and brother, so I hope you don’t mind,” she tells me, and it’s the best thing I’ve heard in months. I’ve missed her so much.

  “Don’t mind?” I laugh. “That is the best news I’ve heard in ages.”

  “This one is lucky—” Sera pauses as Morgan walks over and places his hand on her arm, which glows red for a small second. Morgan nods as he steps back.

  “I sensed something. You are carrying twins, both girls,” Morgan explains, reminding us all that he has strange powers as a fallen angel that we are just finding out about. It’s all new to us, but we are getting better at figuring it all out.

  “Oh my gosh,” Sera says, tears falling down her cheeks as Eike turns her to him and kisses her.

  “I don’t need to see that and be scarred for life,” Javier grumbles. He grabs Eike’s arm and starts dragging him out the room, both of them play fighting with each other.

  “We will leave you with your best friend,” Morgan states, coming over and kissing me softly. “Come and find us later,” Nick suggests with a devilish grin, which Claus agrees with.

  “Always,” I answer as they all walk out, and I stare at my bestie, feeling strange that she is here after so much has happened.

  “I don’t know what to say first,” she laughs.

  “Me neither. How about, what are you going to name your daughters?” I ask, hooking my arm in hers as we go back out to the balcony, sitting down and looking over the beautiful gardens surrounding the two castles.

  “I don’t know about first names, but for a middle name, one should have the name of the queen who saved her mum,” she suggests, and I grin at her.

  “Sera, you are my best friend, that’s enough,” I remind her.

  “Possibly. Now tell me, what is it like living in hell with four mates?” she asks, wagging her eyebrows. “Except anything to do with my brother, because gross.”

  “I thought I’d hate it here, but in the last six months, I’ve grown to really love this place. It is different from earth, yes, but it has its own strengths,” I add in.

  “But you still miss home,” she gently says.

  “I wish I could go back to the church, just to feel close to my family and Amethyst again. I don’t have anything from there to hold onto, and that church feels like it’s the only part of my family left,” I admit to her something I’ve not told anyone else.

  “I’m sorry you didn’t get to say goodbye,” she says.

  “Me too, Sera,” I whisper, and my best friend holds my hand, a promise to be there through the storms of emotions I will one day learn how to deal with. Looking down into the gardens, I see my mates with a football, setting up goals with Eike.

  Whatever the storm, we have each other.

  Chapter 75

  A dream I will never forget

  Crashing into a soul shaking orgasm, I roll my hips faster, riding Claus as hard and fast as I can as my nails dig into his chest. We have all been enjoying ourselves for the last few hours, taking turns finding our pleasure and working my body into orgasm after orgasm until my legs feel as weak as they do now. He groans as he finishes, his come filling me up as he finishes. Nick kisses my neck as I slide to the side and roll onto my back, looking up at him as he kneels between my legs. Nick isn’t one for words as he covers my body with his and slides inside me, and my back arches from the pleasure his thick and hard cock causes. Nick slams into me hard and fast, never giving me a chance to do anything but accept him. Morgan moves to my side, replacing where Claus was and kisses me as my hand wraps around his cock. He groans into my mouth as I work him as hard as Nick is fucking my body. An orgasm surprises me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body as Nick fucks me hard until he comes around the same time Morgan spills into my hand. We all fall back onto the bed, and I wish Javier was here, but he is on earth, taking his sister back with Eike and getting some things from his old home.

  “I don’t know about you three, but I’m tired, and we have a list of things to do tomorrow,” Nick says, resting back.

  “We should get some sleep, and then we can have fun in the shower in the morning. What do you think?” Morgan asks me, and I grin. That sounds like a fun morning wake up in our massively large shower.

  “I’m going to shower now, go to sleep though,” Claus says as he covers us up with a blanket, and I curl up into Morgan’s chest, with Nick’s arms around my waist, and I slowly drift off to sleep.

  A white light blasts into my eyes soon after I’m sure I fell asleep. When I open my eyes, I’m standing in what seems like a cloud, and I’m in a long white dress, my hair falling around my shoulders. I look up at the four lights that slowly form the shape of humans with wings.

  Angels.

  The middle angel is the only one I recognise as he comes into view. Master Gabriel.

  “Is this a dream?” I ask.

  “In a way,” Gabriel answers. “It is good to see you well, Queen Alexandria Cameron.”

  “It’s still Lexi to my friends,” I reply, and he laughs, nodding his head.

  “This is a formal meeting and should be held as such,” a female angel states from Gabriel’s side, and he sighs.

  “Very well,” he answers her before looking at me. “Welcome to the tribunal of angels, Queen Alexandria Cameron. We have called you to us for a brief discussion.”

  “What about?” I ask, crossing my arms and feeling a little threatened for the first time. “If the angels wished to speak to me, a letter would have been better.”

  “The Great Light has blessed us with a message for you,” he tells me.

  “The Great Light?” I enquire.

  “Our leader,” the snooty woman answers. “The message is clear, and we are simply the carriers of the message.”

  “Queen Alexandria Cameron, you gave up a great deal to perform an act of courage when you freed the souls trapped in hell. This act changed the world,” Gabriel starts off. “The Great Light was taken aback by your act, a great good brought to the world by a demon nonetheless.”

  “It was the right thing to do,” I say firmly. I’m never regretting my choice that night.

  “Yes, it was, and it deserves a reward, which we are here to give you,” Master Gabriel tells me.

  “A reward from angels?” I ask. “I don’t want anything except an allianc
e between the angels and demons. I’ve heard a rumour that angel blessings are nothing but a curse, and in my life, that is true.”

  “That will never happen, I’m afraid. Demons and angels cannot be on the same side; it is forbidden,” the woman tells me, though Gabriel doesn’t seem that agreeable with her.

  “Why?” I ask, crossing my arms.

  “We are not here to discuss this,” the woman warns.

  “Then what are we here to discuss if we have no alliance?” I counter.

  “The reward is a few moments with your parents’ souls. We can’t give you much time, but it will be enough to truly say goodbye and sense their peace,” Gabriel tells me, and my arms drop in shock. Can they really do that? It would be everything, but the world I live in has taught me nothing comes for free.

  “What is the cost?” I ask.

  “Nothing. We swear on the light that it is a free gift to you,” Gabriel says, and I actually believe him.

  “And there is one more reward,” the woman reminds Gabriel.

  “Ah yes. As an angel blessed, your soul rightly belongs to The Great Light, but in this one case, he has decided to let you have one day every six months where it does not,” he tells me.

  “What does that mean?” I ask, not understanding this gift.

  “That you will be free to go to earth one day every six months. Only for twenty-four hours, but that is your gift,” he tells me, and relief settles into me. Two days of freedom a year.

  “Thank you,” I say, meaning it.

  “We will leave you with your parents. Good luck with your life, Queen Alexandria Cameron. May you reign for many years and show us a race of demons we may one day be friends with,” Gabriel tells me, bowing his head.

  “Have a good life, Master Gabriel. I know Morgan thinks of you often,” I say, bowing back.

  “Tell him I think of him too,” Gabriel comments before he and the other angels start to fade away, leaving nothing but clouds around me. I wrap my arms around myself, wondering if the angels were having some cruel joke by telling me I could see my parents.

  “Alexandria,” my mum’s clear voice rings out behind me, and I turn around, freezing at the sight of them right in front of me. My mum is wearing a long white dress like mine, her bright eyes are paler than usual, and she smiles so widely as I stare. Dad is wearing his typical Christmas jumper I’ve always loved, covered in little Santa faces, and black trousers. His glasses hide the emotions in his eyes a little until I step closer.

  “It’s not Christmas, dad,” I chuckle.

  “You see us as you want to see us, Lex,” dad says, his familiar voice rolling over me as I forgot how much I longed to hear it.

  “Are you happy, Lexi?” mum asks me, and I reach out, wanting to touch her, but she backs away. “We are just souls, not real anymore. I’m sorry.”

  “It’s okay. I just wanted to see you, that’s enough,” I honestly tell her. “I’m happy and loved. So loved. I wish you could meet my mates.” I pause in my rambling. “I wanted to tell you how much I love you both and wish I could have saved you from that ending. I want to tell you I don’t blame you for not telling me about being a demon and everything else. I loved my childhood, and you gave me Amethyst. She was family, and I miss her too.”

  “We love you more than you could know until you have a child of your own. We never once regretted our choice to give you a human upbringing, a kind one, far from the world you now live in,” she gently tells me.

  “Thank you,” I whisper, tears falling down my cheek into my mouth. “Thank you so much.”

  “We don’t have much more time…but I love you, my beautiful daughter. Make sure your mates know I’m watching them, and if they mess up, they will have a ghost haunting them,” dad warns, and mum laughs with me through our tears.

  “And you should know we are always with you. There is nowhere we won’t follow until it is your time to join us, our precious daughter,” mum says, her voice much more of an echo as she starts to fade away.

  Wiping my tears away, I wish I could hug them. “We will see each other again.”

  “In heaven, we will find you.” They reach for each other as mum softly speaks, and then they are gone and the clouds fall into nothing but dust as I close my eyes.

  Bye, mum and dad.

  Epilogue

  Ten years later.

  “Do you think that boy is flirting with my daughter?” Eike asks me, leaning back in his seat, a permanent frown etched onto his face. I chuckle, following his gaze to where Ria, one of Eike and Sera’s twin girls is indeed talking to a boy about the same age as her.

  “I think she is a little young for flirting,” I counter. “Perhaps he is just asking her for information on which ride is the best to go on next.”

  “It’s Disneyland, all the rides are the best,” Eike growls before stomping off towards his daughter, only to be caught by Sera halfway, and she distracts him with a kiss.

  “Eww, mummy, they are always kissing!” I hear my daughter’s melodic voice, and I stand up, turning around to see her walking to me with her hands in Claus’s and Nick’s. Amethyst Cameron is five years old, a bundle of trouble, and has every single man in her life wrapped around her finger. She has thick black hair, bright blue eyes that are lighter than mine, and a button nose that is so cute.

  “They are still doing it. Yucky,” my other daughter comments as she runs around the twins and Amethyst, with Morgan and Javier chasing after her. Irene Cameron, named after my mum, is every bit like my mum in so many ways it usually brings a tear to my eyes. My identical twin girls are a bundle of trouble, just like their dad who we actually don’t know who that is yet.

  And we don’t care.

  “Why don’t we go and jump on them?” Ronnie asks, coming around me and grinning at the twins. Ronnie is nine, one of Sera’s twins and named after Eike’s mother. With all these girls in our family, I’m almost thankful I have four mates to protect them.

  The girls might not be so thankful when it comes to any of them trying to date.

  “Yay! Let’s go!” Amethyst shouts, fist pumping the air, before running off with Irene running right after her, holding Ronnie’s hand. Morgan laughs as he wraps his arms around my waist, holding me to him as we enjoy the real sunlight and being out of hell for our one day every six months. Grinning, I watch as the twins barge into Sera and Eike, who picks them up like monkeys and runs around with them as they laugh. Ronnie hugs her mum, and it’s just a perfect picture for a second.

  “How are you so tanned when you spend all your time in hell?” Madi asks, stepping in front of me with a larger than life bump under her top.

  “Says the fairy tale who actually lives on earth in the sunlight where they have beaches yet is paler than life,” I reply, laughing as I tug her into a hug, and her mates start talking to mine. Surprisingly, they get along really well. Warren and Javier both love sports, and their conversations never seem to end. Oisin and Noah get along with Claus and Nick as they discuss everything magical, including the pranks they love to play. Morgan, Knox and Tobias all seem to have some understanding over practice fighting, as that’s where they always seem to be when we look for them.

  “Come and sit with me. I wanted to talk to you about something,” Madi says, rather more serious than she usually is. I hook my arm in hers as we walk over to a bench a little away from our families.

  “What’s up?” I ask.

  “When I met you and found out demons and angels where real, it reminded me of something a goddess once told me as I killed her,” she tells me, and I remember the story she told me of the fight her people had with an insane goddess. Apparently, they actually time travelled, and that is mad to think about.

  “The batshit crazy goddess you once told me about?” I ask.

  “Yeah, that one,” she replies, nodding her head and placing her hand on her bump. “She said, ‘The skies will fall with angels, and demons will rise to power. War is coming, and peace will be no more. Death i
s a promise to all those who treat angels like gods.” And I wondered if it was your war with hell that would see this come true, but as more time passes, I know it wasn’t meant for you.”

  “Hell and heaven, two worlds apart but still there. Where the angels don’t control is not at peace and never will be. Demons will not be their slaves. Angels do see themselves as gods and refuse to acknowledge an alliance with us, even when I’ve offered many times. I would never make war with them without a due reason though,” I explain. “I hope one day we can see eye to eye. For our children’s sake.”

  “Why would angels fall from the sky?” she asks.

  “They wouldn’t fall…not unless they were dead,” I gently comment.

  “This conversation is scaring me, but we must be ready just in case,” she says, her eyes drifting over our family as her hand holds her bump. “We have a lot to protect.”

  “That we do,” I reply, leaning into my friend. “If there is going to be war, we will be ready, but for now, why don’t we enjoy whatever rides you’re allowed on?”

  “That means only the boat ride,” she laughs, standing up and freezing as water pours out between her legs onto the ground. Her wide eyes meet mine as we both know what that means. “The baby is coming.”

  Bonus Epilogue

  “Are you ready?” Morgan asks as I kiss my daughters one more time and mentally promise I will be back soon. Tucking them in one more time, I eye my mate as he stands at the door, his eyes set on our children. I don’t know why he is asking if I’m ready to go, he sure isn’t. Sera laughs, wrapping her arms around my shoulders.

  “You’re going on holiday with your mates, not a war. I will protect the twins, you know that,” Sera softly tells me and I know she is right, but the overprotective part of me wants to just stay at their sides, watching over them as they sleep just in case they need me. The twins turned two yesterday, and all agreed to go on a much needed holiday. Turns out, running hell is a lot more work than I expected and between that and having twins…we don’t get much time to ourselves. Finally the world has settled and it’s about time we enjoy what we have. My mates have a surprise trip planned and I don’t have a clue where we are going in hell. I think I’ve seen nearly every inch of this place but I’m sure there must be somewhere I haven’t seen. Pulling my fingers away from the crib, I hug my best friend before going to Morgan who wraps his arms around my shoulders. I settle into his embrace as he walks us to our rooms opposite.