Chapter 30
Sebastian
I had just holed up in my room after a long argument with my family that had lasted from the night before.
My father had cornered me by threatening to lock me up as he had done with the twins.
He had no proof of my disobedience, but the centuries that he brought with him had made him receptive to lies, he had a sort of wisdom, albeit of dubious taste, and he had learned that betrayals were the order of the day, especially in a household like ours.
The blood bond, for us demons, meant nothing, there was no unconditional love between family members, it was simply limited to a union aimed at preserving the race. Relations of pure convenience from which drawing personal benefits. Like the twins: symbiotic and inseparable only because together they felt stronger.
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