The Given

CHAPTER TWELVE√ Lust II

Some mature content so if uncomfortable...don't proceed.

Given

The night when Marvel was taken away from me by Eyka, I stormed back to my house and summoned my beast.

Hades.

Walking back I saw that Ramon and Elijah were loosing the fight as many demons surrounded them together with fierce werewolves. They dared attack again. My rage rained on them as I summoned the will in me to snap there bones. Whimpers and screams broke as they saw me approaching.

" Tell your masters...I am coming" with that a huge shadow covered up the night sky as my beast descended to me. Fear was evident in there eyes as they saw it. One of the deadliest creatures existing in both the living and underworld realm showered them with his grace. He sucked their strength and gave a bone chilling roar that even my recruits stepped away.

His black fur gleamed and the crystal spikes on his nape reflected beautifully. His huge wings like an angels except of their dark black color that followed with his jaguar looks. A big big cat. His green eyes like mine glared murderously as if waiting for command.

Because he is my beast our emotions are connected so he could feel the rage built in me ready to burst at any moment and he roared again.

Master!

Am okay, Hades. Just get rid of them for me.

As you wish. Though he knew its the opposite of what I felt, he did not question me.

With that I walked inside my house that was untouched. I stood in front of a white painting. Unlike other people, white to me is torture. And not light.

Been exposed to the underworld atmosphere it was the white passage that led me to my outmost feared place of mine. The pit of repentance. Like I needed to repent anything. The pit is supposed to make a soul suffice to the demons will and I as a gift to the demons sought it that I needed to repent for my very own existence. My very own fucking Existence! I teared it down in anger and proceeded.

Marvel.

Two weeks have passed and no news of her. Its a miracle that no one knows that Eyka is the one handling one of the greatest weapon of destruction to any super natural kind. After the siege weeks ago, the demons dared not to approach me. And I was glad. Cause am growing weak by each day.

Continuously I felt pain nag me. Living for centuries the demon implanted in me fed on my very own soul. But now there is little left of my human soul.

Soon.

I growled as I walked down the lupine city every yellow eye turned to me. I chuckled knowing I left quite a ruckus in the pack house back there. Killing five of their pitiful pack members as a warning for involving themselves in demon business.

" Tick me again Alpha Rex and I'll come for more than just this weak pups." I turned to leave but I stopped myself." And also do me a favor dealing with the rogues. There a pain" Alpha Rex glared at me with clenched teeth. Demons were not at the top for nothing. As bulky and scary looking as he was, he's no match for my abilities.

I didn't wait for a reply as I walked out easily.

Coming to think of it,only one thought clouded all. Marvel. How is she doing? Is she okay? Does she think of me? Is she even alive? The two last questions nagged me painful. The hell did the human do to me. Yes ever since she came to my life trouble has caught up with me. And we argued a lot. With different views over normal phenomenas surrounding us. I guess that's why am so intrigued by her.