Elijah’s POV:

Greyson has just left the room and I’m still staring at our gorgeous soulmate. Even though I could probably go help Greyson and be somewhat productive, I don’t want to move. I am too enthralled by Levi’s beauty and the need to be around him to comfort him if he wakes up.

I gently reach forward and run my finger down the side of his face. If Greyson were in here, he would probably accuse me of being impatient and trying to intentionally wake him up so I could have more attention. Which would be true. I want Levi awake so I can talk to him and get to know him.

“What the hell?” I hear Levi say, and I look down to see his eyes have fluttered open and he is fully awake now.

Poor thing is obviously still drunk, as his pupils are dilated and he seems dazed. However, he seems to sober up a tiny bit when he recognizes me.

“Where the hell am I?” Levi asks, trying to move out of the bed quickly and tripping, landing roughly on his stomach. “Why am I with you?!”

I slide off the bed, trying to find a way to calm him down. “It’s okay, Levi… You were drunk-”

He cuts me off, surprising me with how reactive he is being. “So you use that as an excuse to take me to your place? Did you fucking rape me, you son of a bitch?!” he screams, lunging forward and shoving me in the chest. “Where’s your fucking boyfriend?! Was he part of it too? Did you think it’d be easier when it’s two against one?!”

“We didn’t touch you,” I say, my voice breaking as I fight my own desire to scream and cry in complete agony. Both I and my demon side cannot stand that our soulmate thinks I would harm him or take advantage of him, and it’s all too much.

I have always relied on Greyson’s strength and confidence, but I need to be strong right now. Levi is too fragile and he needs us… I can’t let him down. I can’t let myself let either of my soulmates down, but right now I’m getting close to failing.

Levi grabs the lamp from the bedside table and throws it at me when I take a step toward him. “Get the fuck away from me, you rapist!” he shouts, but he seems as close to tears as I am. “You harassed me this morning and grabbed me but you think I am just going to follow you and let you and your fucking boyfriend take advantage of me?! I’m not twelve anymore and I am not letting anyone do that to me again!”

I don’t have a chance to beg him to hear me out because he sprints out of the bedroom and slams the door behind him. As soon as he’s gone, I fall to my knees and scream in pain, before getting up and tearing the comforter and sheets off the bed. It isn’t enough to get out my anger and pain, so I run to the desk and pull out all of the drawers, throwing the contents onto the ground and then do the same to our nightstands.

I run to the bathroom, sweeping all of my products onto the ground and punching the mirrors. My knuckles are bleeding, but I don’t feel any kind of pain because my mind is so lost. I pull all of the towels out of the closet and throw them onto the floor before doing the same in our closet with all of our clothes.

I end up on the floor of our closet, all of our clothes strewn about, sobbing into my knees. I wish right now that demons could die, because I feel so lost and helpless. How could I do something to make my soulmate feel harassed and lead him to assume that I am some serial rapist who wanted to harm him?

If Greyson had the option to get rid of me and just keep Levi, I would try to convince him to take it because no one deserves to be burdened with a miserable, horrible soulmate like me. I’m a failure and I am absolutely disgusting.

After crying for enough time to give myself a pounding headache, I hear a knock on the closet door.

“Go away!” I yell, throwing a pair of pants at the door, but it opens anyway.

Lexi walks in and sits across from me, his pink hair light enough that it seems to glow in the darkness of the closet. He picks up one of my shirts and folds it, before doing the same to the next one. For the following fifteen minutes, he sits in silence while I cry and folds my laundry, cleaning the floor up.

Seeing it get cleaned up a bit makes me feel a little better.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Lexi asks me, reaching toward me and wiping the tears from my cheeks.

I sniffle and wipe my eyes. “He accused me of raping him. And said Greyson and I were trying to take advantage of him while he was drunk. Then he threw a lamp at me.”

“Did it hit you?”

“No, he’s not exactly fully sober right now,” I point out, and Lexi hums. “I think I need to buy a new lamp. I’m not sure it survived.”

Lexi laughs softly and helps me up. “We can go buy one after we clean your room. I think Greyson is having Simon put Levi to sleep for a while so he can sober up and you three can talk like normal beings as opposed to drunk, exhausted, and overwhelmed people.”

I follow him out to the main room and wince when I see the mess I have made.

“It’s okay,” Lexi assures me, knowing how much I hate messes and my stuff being disorganized. “I’ll help you clean it up.”

Of the sins, Greyson not included, Lexi is my best friend. We are the youngest two of the sins, as I was created just before Lexi. We got really close in Hell, as we cared more about having fun than the serious shit that everyone else was focused on.

We have stayed close, though it is a bit more difficult since I spend most of my time with my soulmate and Lexi has not found his yet. However, I know I can always count on him and Lexi relies on me when he needs a friend and not a parental figure, since Paxton plays that role for him.

“Your knuckles,” Lexi says as we start putting the bathroom back together. “Looks like you need a new mirror for the bathroom, too.”

I look at the backs of my hands, which are still bleeding and are a little sore now that I’m paying attention to them. “The mirror above our bed is the same as this one… We can just move that one into here and I’ll find a better one for the top of the bed. Now that there are three of us, we’ll need a bigger one anyway.”

Let’s just not entertain the idea that Levi may want nothing to do with us.

The bedroom door opens and I see Greyson gaping at the room.

“We’re cleaning it, don’t get your dick in a twist!” Lexi calls, grabbing the first aid kit from under the sink. “Here, take care of your soulmate and I’ll start getting the desk and nightstands put back together, then Elijah and I are going shopping… You kind of ripped up your comforter, E, so we’ll get a new one!”

Greyson makes me sit on the freshly cleaned counter and has me hold out my hands. “What happened, E?” he asks me, wiping the blood from my hands and putting ointment on them so they’ll heal quicker.

Even though demons cannot die and we’re stuck as immortals, we can still feel the pain of infection and injury in general. Since I still feel ashamed of my own existence, I give Greyson a brief explanation but I refuse to meet his eyes.

He cups my chin with his hand and tilts my head, but I still don’t look into his eyes. “Elijah, look at me,” he says firmly, but there’s a softness to it that makes me melt inside and listen, though I move my eyes slowly and make my reluctance clear. “You did nothing wrong. Clearly, Levi is terrified of us, but that is not your fault. Yes, you are a bit forward sometimes, but I trust you did nothing that could have harmed him?”

I shake my head. “No, I didn’t,” I mumble.

“Then stop beating yourself up for this, understand?” Greyson asks, putting his forehead to mine. “Now, let’s finish cleaning up and then you can go on your little shopping spree.” He slots his lips with mine, and my eyes flutter shut.

My hands immediately find his chest and his hands go to my hips. Any other day, I would want to go further than just simple kissing and leave Lexi to clean our room, but I don’t feel right doing so now that I know we have another soulmate.

Greyson seems to feel the same way because he breaks our kiss, which is pretty unnatural for the pair of us. He helps me off the counter, even though I don’t really need his help. Honestly, any chance for him to get his hands on me, I will take.

Lexi has already gotten the drawers back into place, but there is still debris all over the floor. Between the three of us, we get things put back together with ease and Lexi already has an outfit on the bed for me.

“I can choose my own clothes, you know,” I say, looking at the black jeans and peach shirt.

Lexi hums, sitting at the end of my bed. “I know, but you take almost as long as me to get ready, and I want to go,” he whines.

I pull off my old shirt and throw it in the hamper.

Lexi whistles. “Nice view,” he says, before letting out a shriek. “Greyson, put me down!”

“Wait in the hallway,” Greyson grunts, throwing Lexi out of our room and closing the door.

“I see him naked at the celebration anyway! You two are no fun!” Lexi whines, and I hear him sit down outside of the room.

Greyson wraps his arms around my waist once I’m fully dressed. He rests his chin on my shoulder. “Are you going to be okay, E?” he asks me, leaving tiny butterfly kisses all over my exposed skin. “If you want to stay with me, I’m sure Lexi will understand.”

I shake my head. “No, I think it’ll be good for me to get out of the house.” I turn around and kiss his lips, closing my eyes and letting out a deep sigh. “Take care of our soulmate while I’m gone. Maybe he’ll like one of us.”

“He’ll fall for you, Elijah,” Greyson whispers, hugging me tightly. “I’ve been with you for centuries, and I love you as much as the first day. He’s fragile and has some kind of trauma that we will help him get through, but we need to take it slow.”

I don’t really have much choice but to trust him.

Lexi is waiting outside the door, and I can tell he is getting a bit impatient. He is not the epitome of patience by any means, and he instantly grabs my hand and holds his hand out to Greyson.

“What?” my soulmate asks, as neither he nor Lexi has ever held the other’s hand on purpose.

“Your credit card,” Lexi states. “How else is Elijah supposed to treat himself?”

Greyson scoffs. “Elijah already has my credit card, you little brat,” he says, ruffling Lexi’s hair. “Now get out of here, you two.”

I kiss his lips once more and growl when Lexi teasingly purses his lips for Greyson. I drag my friend toward the door. Of course, Lexi wants to drive so he can make sure I won’t mess up his coffee order. Not that I ever have, he’s just dramatic.

We stop first at a Starbucks, and of course all of the workers recognize Lexi. There’s one guy who is giving him heart eyes, and I’m ninety percent sure that Lexi has slept with him, despite the fact that he is very much not Lexi’s type.

Lexi likes big, muscly guys, but on occasion, he will sleep with another guy who is lean and smaller like himself. However, chances are this guy won’t get the chance to get in his pants again, because Lexi will not sleep with the same guy with his physique twice.

“Hi, darling,” Lexi purrs as we walk up to the register.

The girl taking our order smiles at him. “Hey, Lexi. How are you today?”

“I’m alright, just taking my friend here shopping. I’ve mentioned Elijah before, haven’t I?”

She nods. “His boyfriend is a jeweler, correct?”

“You’ve got it, darling,” Lexi says, leaning on the counter. “I’ll get my usual. Elijah has shitty taste buds, so just make him the same thing, please.”

I scowl but Lexi is already paying and walking me down to the end to wait for our order.

“You look nervous,” Lexi says to the guy making our drinks, who is the one I am pretty sure he has slept with. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“Nothing,” the guy says, blushing. “I, uh, you just make me a little nervous I guess.”

Lexi smirks and I watch a pink hue take over the guy’s eyes. “Keep dreaming about me, darling,” he says seductively as he takes our drinks. “Because that’s all you’ll get from me.”

“Did you have to tease him like that?” I ask Lexi as we walk out with our drinks. “You didn’t need to use your abilities to have an influence over him.”

Lexi shrugs. “He didn’t listen very well when we were having sex. It wasn’t good and he doesn’t really know how to please his partner, so I wanted to play with him a little bit.”

I roll my eyes, but I cannot judge too hard. I have never experienced living on Earth without a soulmate; Greyson was always with me. If teasing humans helps him pass the time while waiting to find his soulmate, that's up to him. Plus, Lexi is my best friend, and I want him to enjoy his existence.

We arrive at a HomeGoods and Lexi helps me pick out a new comforter. It’s a light gray, which is not my favorite color, but it does go with my room. I will choose the aesthetic over my favorite color every time; unfortunately, Greyson has no eye for aesthetics. If it were up to him, the greedy bastard would choose the cheapest option.

That’s why I do the shopping; Greyson may be the sin of Greed, but he is nothing but generous with me. He has never gotten mad when I spend up to the credit line on his card, insisting that I should treat myself to the best things. However, with himself, he is quite frugal. That’s why I tend to do the shopping for the both of us, and he follows me around the aisles like a lost puppy.

I can’t find a lamp or mirror that I like, so Lexi takes me to another store that specializes in mirrors. Of course he would know this place; Lexi has six mirrors in his room. We pick out a big one for above the bed and set it up to be shipped to the mansion.

Finally, we enter a small furniture store near the city center to find a lamp, and I nearly shriek in excitement when I find an off white one that will match the rest of the room. To my great pleasure, there’s two of them so I won’t have two different lamps!

“Okay, enough with the furniture shopping,” Lexi says once we purchase the lamps. “I want to go clothes shopping and get lunch.”

I nod in agreement; Lexi may be teasing and manipulative with people outside of the mansion, but he is the best shopping buddy for anyone in the house. He is super supportive with Kayden, who has some insecurities in his body. With me, he helps me choose clothes that are form fitting and comfortable, as I take pride in how I look but I’m not the best clothes shopper.

“Hm, should we shop for Levi?” Lexi asks me, picking out a really small crop top. “Don’t tell me you wouldn’t want him in this.”

I feel my cheeks heat up. “He’s pretty shy and fragile, so I think long sleeve shirts are more what he would prefer right now.”

Lexi shrugs and helps me pick out a few shirts and pairs of jeans and sweats for Levi.

“He’ll fall for you,” Lexi tells me in a hushed voice as we check out. “I don’t see how he couldn’t. You’re one of the best people I know, demon or not.”

I hug my friend tightly, smiling as I do so. “Thanks, Lex.”