Mated To The Devil by Eve Langlais Read Free Book Online Page B

better than lab rats. It was what they did to freaks after all, and she couldn’t deny it—not anymore. Mina and Jacques were no longer one hundred percent human.
    And it’s all Remy’s fault, I’ll bet. A devil with glowing orbs, a magical touch, and a body that tempted her into sin. She’d allowed a demon to seduce her and now paid the price.
    Blaming him didn’t preclude the fact she needed help. More accurately, Jacques needed help. Whatever Remy was, it took root in Jacques and Mina didn’t know how to stop it. Her son’s aggressive behavior increased daily, as did the strange glitches that showed his more-than-human status. If she let things escalate too far, she ran a risk of someone noticing and reporting them. She’d lose her son.
    I can’t let that happen.
    She’d already lost her family, who, ashamed that their daughter had gotten pregnant, threw her out, never to speak to her again. Well, except to call her even worse names when she’d dared to show up on their doorstep with the baby, hoping the sight of Jacques would somehow temper their strict beliefs. Bad idea. She never went back after that.
    She’d lost everything she knew to keep her child created out of forbidden pleasure—a glorious, eye-opening pleasure. And now to keep him, she’d have to risk everything and tell someone about her special child. Then pray, pray to the God who’d forsaken her, that she made the right choice.
    Before she could change her mind, she took her little guy to see a doctor. She didn’t go into extreme detail, just enough that the walk-in clinic referred her to a pediatrician, who, in some miracle, saw her within two weeks of her decision to seek help.
    Sitting in Dr. Moireau’s office, with her head bowed and hands clasped, Mina took a deep breath before she told the graying practitioner everything. From her shameful encounter with Remy to the changes she’d noticed in her son. The only thing she kept back were the changes in herself.
    After she finished her unbelievable tale, she waited and waited, the deep silence in the office broken only by the slight hiss of the air conditioner sitting precariously in the window.
    It came to her how crazy her story must seem and how insane she sounded. She readied herself for flight when Dr. Moireau finally spoke. “I’m glad you came to me, Mina. While rare, I’ve come across this condition once before.”
    The words jolted her. “Did you—did you cure it?” She raised a hopeful face to him, and his watery blue eyes met hers for a moment before shifting away.
    “Unfortunately, the mother ran off with the child before we could start any course of treatment. But don’t worry. I have some ideas. First, though, why don’t I meet your son?”
    A flick of a button, and Dr. Moireau summoned his receptionist, who came in with Mina’s son. Jacques entered with a stubborn expression, his lower lip jutting, and crawled up onto her lap.
    “Hello, Jacques. I am Dr. Moireau. Your mother here tells me you’re a very special boy.”
    “Wanna leave.”
    Mina held him firm when he would have slid off her lap. “Hush now. We are here so the doctor can help you.”
    “Wanna go,” Jacques insisted, his body bristling with tension.
    “You can go after we run a few tests,” the doctor said rising from his desk and circling around to stand in front of them. He reached a hand out as if to brush the hair off Jacques’ forehead, but never finished the motion as her son lunged forward and snapped at the blue-veined hand.
    “Jacques!” Mina exclaimed, her cheeks red with embarrassment.
    “Wanna go home now!” A growl followed his statement, and judging by the doctor’s intrigued expression, Mina could easily guess what Jacques’ eyes were doing.
    The doctor, however, didn’t recoil. “Fascinating. This won’t take long, Jacques. Just a few tests and then how about a treat for being such a good boy?”
    In the end, Mina held her screaming son down, tears streaming down her