The day of the mating ceremony had arrived. I woke with dread filling my stomach to the point where I found myself bent over the toilet and relieving myself of the contents of my stomach.
To top it all off, Magda was now stood in the bathroom doorway watching me with cold disapproval, having been summoned to administer the potion that will ensure my fertility for this evenings proceedings.
I bent over the toilet once more and retched into the bowl. “How the hell did I get her?” I ask myself.
“I will wait for you in the small office.” Magda’s judgmental look came from behind me. I didn’t respond. All I wanted to do was hid away in the bathroom and never come back out. I listened to her retreating foot steps as she left the bedroom, and let out a deep sigh of relief.
When I did eventually find myself able to leave the bathroom and head for the office, I found Magda sat pounding herbs with a large pestle and mortar
To say that I was annoyed was an understatement.Lucien seemed to take great joy out of telling me how he had requested, being my only kin, to give me away. And that his Majesty was only too pleased to accept my offer.His incessant chatter at how happy he was to watch me marry the Prince of Darkness had my teeth on edge. I couldn’t bare his cheerfulness, knowing that there was some dark intention underneath the whole charade.I tried hard to keep the fire that was twisting uncomfortably in my stomach from finishing the job I started not a week ago. The burn I gave him had left him with a grotesque scar with stretched from under his chin, all down the left side of his neck and disappeared under his shirt collar. I wondered how far the scar actually went. Did it cover the whole left side of his body? He slight limp would suggest that it did. The thought that I was the source of his current discomfort sent a thrill through me that I couldn’t begin to comprehend.&n
Having completed the bloody part of the ceremony, there was only one thing left to do to complete the mating. We had to consummate the marriage and I would have to become pregnant. Much to my disgust, to prove that the ritual had been completed, witnesses were required to be present. Lucas had told me that this was generally done in front of everyone at the ceremony on the sacrificial stone. The idea of doing anything on that stone, which was now sodden with the blood of Marguerite, didn’t exactly put me “in the mood”. In light of the fact I was unaccustomed to the ways of the underworld, Lucifer granted us leave to carry out the consummation in more private quarters. And so, we were lead out of the temple by a side door and into a small room off the side generally used by the priest who resided here. Lucifer would not be in attendance, instead, 3 of his dark priest would wait for us to complete the mating and would then report back to Lucifer and the rest of
Ben POVIt has been 2 months and 3 weeks since Avalon had walked out of the Academy. And I’m not going to lie, her leaving like that broke me. We had been each other’s confidents and best friends since we were 8 years old.I knew everything about my fierce little warrior. Like she had no interest in any one else, only me. That she was a fierce fighter despite her small stature. But mostly, her passion for the cause.Her whole being strived for the day that she could be out on the front line, defending innocents and killing the monsters that slaughtered her family and countless others. So to be told that the person I thought she was, wasn’t in fact not the person she is at all, shook me to my core.I spent many nights trying to figure it all out. How she was adamant that his father was trying to hold her back. It seemed so out of character for my father to hold anyone back. He practically raised Avalon. He was Steve Taylor&r
I woke feeling incredibly groggy and with a raging headache.I push myself up from the hard mattress I was led, my whole body screaming in protest at the uncomfortable position I had been sleeping in and look about at the dark dingy room that I found myself in.“What the hell happened last night.” I thought out loud. I swung my bare legs around and sat down on the edge of the cot, noticing how I was still wrapped in the bed sheet from last night, naked underneath other that the flimsy lace bra I still wore. My skin broke out in gooseflesh with the cold air sitting around me like a cloak. The scent of mine and Lucas’ lovemaking still lingered on the sheet offering my some comfort in this dingy hole.Feeling slightly more awake I check myself over for injuries. Other than the pounding headache, sore muscles and the congealed wound on the palm of my hand, I seemed to be in one piece physically. Emotionally, there was definitely something wrong. My
Lucas POVPain, that is all I could feel. It snaked through every part of my body like someone was injecting cement into my blood steam. I groan in agony as I try to sit up. My shoulder protesting with each laboured movement.I manage to pull myself to a sitting position and look about the carnage around me. The temple was a mess, bodies littered the floor, humans and demons combined. Over them was a thick blanket of red flower petals in the most beautiful paradox.I grit my teeth and pull myself to standing, my head spinning at the pain radiating from my shoulder. I look down to find an arrow embedded the muscle. Holding the base I yank it out with a quick tug, the relief was brief, before my head began to spin dangerously. I swayed on my feet.“Magda!” A voice calls out from somewhere behind me, before strong arms wrap around me. I look up to see the face of my father peering down at me.“Its poison, majesty.” Magda says i
As soon as my strength began to return to my body, I slipped from the underworld undetected. I stepped into the human realm, I reached out to Lysander with my mind. Unlike a lot of demons, Lysander and myself always had a certain ability, we could communicate with each other simply by thinking about the other. We kept it hidden from our mentor, knowing that a gift like ours would likely be exploited if allowed too. It wasn’t something that all demons could do. I was surprised that Avalon and I shared the same ability when we finished our mate bound. Lysander was a few years older than me, he was in training around the same time as I was brought to the underworld. I was 8, he was 11. Like me, Lysander was the only living son of his father, another original that was cast out of heaven. Making him an heir to one of the few founding families of the underworld. We bonded over our joint hatred of the underworld. Being the son of a high ranking demon, meant
Lysander Pain, gut-wrenching, heart-breaking pain. The moment that it flooded my system, I knew that Avalon had broken the mate bond between us. It was like an organ had been ripped out at the root. The pain penetrated even piece of my body.I had been expecting it, but nothing had prepared me for the level of pain that it brought. I don’t what I found more debilitating, the fact she had chosen another over me, or the fact that the person she was know bound to was Lucas. Her eyes, her perfectly round green eyes were all that I could picture as I lay on the ground, my heart aching and breathing ragged. Even as the pain slowly began to ebb away, all I could picture was her. Her black hair flying in the wind, her fierce persona and stubborn defiance. But most eye her piercing green orbs, which caught my attention the moment I laid eyes on her. She was perfect for me in every way imaginable, it was not ha
Pear Tree Cottage hadn’t really changed at all In the last 10 years. The garden still sat neat and pristine. Roses still flowering even as Winter grew nearer.We stood on the outer boarders, unable to cross over onto Lilith’s lands without permission.We arrived just before dusk. Our figures visible on the horizon, in full view for Lilith to see. We stood, half shrouded in darkness and waited.We didn’t need to wait for long before she materialised in front of us. As unchanged as the house behind her.“Demons are not welcome here.” She calls to us from the relative safety of her wards.“Well, that’s not very friendly is it… mother?” I ask her, my eyebrow hooked up into my hair line.“Lucas.” She said, seemingly only just noticing me. Surprise registered on her face as she took in my form.“Lucas what are you doing here?” A suspicious look clouding her other