I stood there, listening to every word coming out of their mouths. Ignoring everything around me. Astaroth was straddling Calen as he tries to get his hands around his neck, leaning forward. Calen was fighting back against him, not quite straining but holding off just enough to keep his fingers from grasping him.
“You little s**t. After everything I did for you over the centuries, when no one even cared you existed.” Astaroth seethes.
“You…didn’t care about me, you f*****g liar. You used me for your own selfish greed. To get close to my father.” Calen spits out.
Astaroth stills for just a moment. Then a low chuckle escapes him. “Your father huh?”
“Yes! My father! You lied to me about being my brother, didn’t you? The fact that it never occurred to me that no one even acknowledge you we
