I'm A Demon Too Honey

Hunnie's 👸🏼 P.O.V











Spending the day with Bahm at his penthouse today and taking a day off from The Academy, we got up from our nap and decided to have a late breakfast.











Late for me, on time for him. 









-"Hey I'm staying home today. Don't worry about me. Love y'all!" I texted the group chat. 

















I already had a few missed phone calls from them since leaving the party unexpectedly.

















"Stay here." Bahm instructs  me and pointed to the couch in his parlor.









He turned the corner to his kitchen and started cooking away. 

















I kept hearing him yawning and opening the fridge to take large gulps of water. We might've made a little too much lovings last night.

















"I...stayed in with y'all..." I heard a croaked voice ring out around the room.











I searched the living room and turned around to see where it was coming from.















 Nothing...









Then, I saw Kris's body walking on the upstairs platform and making his way down the living room stairs. 











'Oh jeez,'  The room got a bit hot oddly...

















"What you making!" Kris yelled out to Bahm in the kitchen.

















"Crepes and scramble eggs." Bahm yells back, sounding like he had a mouthful. 















Kris takes a seat right next to me on the couch, rubbing his sleepy eyes.  









"Sup Hunnie" he says.









He was wearing just his boxers and making me feel very uncomfortable. Bahm was also just in his boxers, but he's my mate...









"Hey..." I whispered, avoiding his eyes and half naked body. 









"Y'all was loud last night..." Kris groans out and scratches his arms. 

















I was so embarrassed. The blood totally leaving my face.  











My eyes widened and I heard Bahm snicker from the kitchen. 











"Nothing to say Hunnie? You had a lot to say last night!" He continues. 







"Oh my gosh....SHUT UP!" I roar at him with daggers piercing his soul!







I did not want to hear this. Especially, not from a perverted, womanizer, named Kris. He must've got off last night from hearing us.









"Shut..up...Kris!" I heard Bahm grunt, with more of a stuffed mouth this time. 









They seemed like a bunch of college kids, the way they would act towards one another. Not like wolves at all. 











Especially Kris, he jokes around too much and is always smoking at The Academy. Not really taking anything serious..















He goes to pick up the remote, turning on some music and lays sprawled out on the couch next to me. 









My eyes adverted to a place it shouldn't have and I hurriedly got up before the room became a lot hotter than what it already was.











I walked over to the kitchen to go see what Bahm was doing, and how his cooking was coming along.  











Kris was too shameless!...











"Hey... ignore him." Bahm says to me, as I stepped down the lower platform of his kitchen. 















"It's fine. I know how he is." I said back. 

















I grew up with Kris since kindergarten. He's always been the same. He might've changed during middle school, but still the same old perverted player. 













"Mmm, looks good," I uttered out, eyeing his perfectly rolled crepes. 











He had cinnamon all over them and even whip cream with raspberries. 









His seasoned scrambled eggs were done and I could see bacon already fried. 'Wow he's fast!' 











"You wanna eat now? because us guys are gunna destroy this.." He said, looking over at me with sexy, green full eyes. 











"Yeah I'll eat. Thanks!" I said cheerfully. 





                                 

                          









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He made me a cute little plate of the crepes, with a few raspberries and chocolate sprinkles over it. Then another plate of some seasoned scrambled eggs and cheese with buttered rye toast. 















My heart was melting. Who is this man?















His muscular arms moving about, bringing the plates and cleaning up after himself. His back was jacked and broad, with prominent muscle dividing his defined body.





















"Is it good?.....



 Eat...



Stop looking at me." He smirks, making me blush and hurriedly picking up the fork.









 He caught me staring!











I dove into the crepés first. It was thin, and laced with sweet, banana and cinnamon goodness. Perfect and delicious! 





I bit into a few pieces of seasoned scrambled eggs and cheese with my mouth full of the crepes and it sent me a private invitation to heaven. 

















"Mmm it's good. I love it." My full mouth conjured up. 









"Mmm, that's good....









This is easy to make...









Let me make dinner tonight, then you can reward me.." He groaned out and winks. 











I chuckled at his fresh remarks. 









He sat down across from me in the kitchen booth, bringing over all the crepes and scrambled eggs and setting it in the middle of the table. 









Soon after, Kris entered the kitchen and sat next to me, fixing himself a plate of the food. 









We all ate in silence, except Kris, who kept moaning away at every bite he took. He looked a little disgruntled, like he partied hard the night before. His wavy brown hair was now stiff and sticking together with bed hair and his eyes were swollen and red.









"Hunnie?" Bahm called out my name as I was finishing my plates. 











"Yeah?" 











"How would you feel learning dark magic from me?...."











Kris chokes on his toast. The look Bahm was giving me while waiting for my reply was enticing, yet troubled.

















'Did I just hear that right?' I was dumbfounded. 

















"Huh?" I finally answered.

















"I know dark magic!" He said raising his eyebrows and biting into a handful of bacon. 















"You know dark magic?" I foolishly replied back. 















"Yeah, more than you could ever learn." He said out flatly. 















"How?" I asked out and looking at Kris, who just shoved all the leftover bacon into his mouth. 

















'Greedy fucker!'

















"Come on Chris!!" He moans out.

















 "I know magic Hunnie. Dark magic is my specialty....I told you, I'm a special wolf!"















'A wolf that knows magic?'









My mind was trying to register what he was saying, while Kris was inhaling everything on the table. 











"Oh how do you know dark magic?" I asked him and looking at both of them again. 









The room had an awkward shift in the air, silence met everyone for a few seconds. 











"I was taught." He says. 











"By the woman that birthed him." Kris finishes the sentence.









"Wow! Your mom?" I said out loud. She must be a witch then.











"His biological mom," Kris says again, walking over to one of the fridges. 









 "All I have to do is use my thoughts to use my magic." Bahm says, shooting Kris a sharp glare.









  



Kris has been hoarding all the food!

















"WHAT? EAT!" Yelled a stuffed mouthed Chris. 

















As if he hasn't eaten for all three of us.











"How did she know dark magic? Was she a witch? Or sorceress?" I was trying to put the pieces together. 

















 The room went silent again. 











I looked to Bahm, who was using his fork to push away at the leftover scrambled eggs in the pot



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"Yeah, she was a dark witch. One of the first dark witches...but I don't really like talking about her.... so...." Bahm mumbles out, lowering his head.









His tone was a bit cold, and I seen Kris observing him too as he hung his head low. 









His reply sent a spiral through my brains. 'His mom was one of the first dark witches? I don't get it! It seems like it's a  touchy subject...'









"One of the first?" I said out loud, but in my head I was cheering on the fact that he was a witch too, and the council would never disagree to us now!











Although, the one of the first dark witches had been dead for centuries, so I definitely had more questions and didn't quite understand.











"Yeah, The first...Hiliana." he staggered out and stared at Kris for a few seconds. 









Kris stares back at him, almost like they are communicating telepathically, and then they both look to me. 











 'Did he just say The Dark Madam Hiliana was his MOTHER?!?!?!' I was freaking out inside. 











I felt my chest tighten up and my breathing become heavy. I accidentally dropped my fork out of my hands in shock.











The atmosphere in the room became unbreathable. 











"And my wolf is a demon." Bahm says while biting into his toast casually.









Both Kris and him are now staring at me with narrow and squinted eyes. 









My breathing was starting to level itself  out; but I couldn't wrap my head around any of it anymore, so now I felt suffocated.

















'Is this a joke now?' 

















"Your wolf is a demon?... wh-what do you mean?" I stuttered out. 















"Exactly what it sounds like!" Kris blurts out, stealing a toast off Bahm's plate. 











"I don't get it.." I said softly. 

















I looked to Bahm's eys. They were shimmering. 















I was trying to figure out what he meant without being rude. I could tell it meant a lot for him to open this up to me. The way they both stared at me as if I was sitting at a convention. 









"I'm a demon Hunnie." He said looking into my eyes and bringing a half grin to his face. 















"A demon? B-But, you said you were a dark wizard a-a-and wolf." I stammered out again. 















'Why am I making this even more awkward! Stop stuttering Hunnie!'

















"Yea....a Demon-Wolf..." he mumbles out and scans over my face for a reaction. 















"Oh.... so what does that mean?" I asked nervously. 

















What's the meaning of this? Am I not safe anymore? 









Demon? ....











I was lost. A demon wolf witch?









 I marked a demon wolf witch?!!! 

















"It means I am a demon, baby" he said shoving a crepe into his mouth.