Nephilim and the Nun

•Chapter Twenty-one •

Lucifer
I watched the other kids run around and laugh cheerfully while playing on the playground. My heart squeezed painfully the more I stared at them, knowing I couldn't associate with them. Every time I was in their midst, it was either I was beating one of them to almost a state of death or I was biting off a finger from another. And when it wasn't any of that, it was my teeth rupturing the vein on one's neck. Everyone saw me as a possessed child and I hated myself for it.

I've tried being normal, reading anger management books and even saying some prayers to heal me but it never worked. Whenever I got angry, it was chaotic. Hence, the matron had forbidden me from going near the rest of the kids. I was always alone and the loneliness was sickening.

I felt bile rise up in my throat as these thoughts filled my head, making my eyes water and also making my heart rate increase rapidly, fury and self-loath seeping into me. I clenched my palms into fists, squeezing tightly, and I shot my eyes tightly, scared of hurting anyone once I became deranged.

With my eyes closed, the only thing I could hear was the blood rushing in my veins and the loud thudding of my heart.

"You think he's about to attack us again?" I heard the whispered words from one of the kids that weren't supposed to filter into my ears as they were far enough from me. But with my sensitive ears, I could hear any sounds from miles away.

"Should we leave or call the matron?" another one whispered back.

I gnashed my teeth, as the sudden urge to yell at them to stop was overtaking me.

"I... I-I think we should..."

Before I could hear him completely, I shot to my feet, eyes open and blazing with malice, ready to match towards them but suddenly, I felt a cold palm grab my shoulder, forcefully shoving me down.

"Don't," the words came in a clipped voice.

Falling back into the chair I'd been seating on, I glanced back to see a man standing behind me, dressed like a priest. He looked a bit mysterious with his silver-white hair, and beards, with his golden-yellow irises that looked to be piercing into my soul.

A cold shiver ran down my spine, causing goosebumps to break out on my skin from the icy-cold temperature of his hand that was still on my shoulder. He looked really pale and huge too, almost standing at 6'7ft.

"You will not go to them to cast more fear into them. You'll learn to control your powers,"

"B-but how?" I asked, my voice breaking. I was tired of being cast aside and seen as an abomination. Why couldn't I just be like the other kids?

An emotion that seemed like sympathy flicked across his face so quickly that it was hard to tell if it wasn't just my imagination.

His hand on my shoulder moved to my head and he ruffled my dark hair fondly, causing strong emotions of comfort to overwhelm me. Next, he dipped his other hand into the pocket of his white robe and brought out a beaded necklace.

"Take this, it'll help you keep your emotions in check,"

My eyes darted to his open palm and back to his face but he nodded. Accepting his gift, I took it from his hand and immediately wore it around my neck.

"Don't ever take it off,"

"Okay,"

"Good, you'll be fine,"

He took his hand from my neck and while I was still staring at him, he began to fade out like he was just a silhouette and whatever had just happened was just a dream. I squinted my eyes just to still make out his form but he was gone. Terrified and alarmed, I jumped to my feet and ran towards my room, still feeling the necklace around my neck.

I felt a warm body slide an arm around my waist, slowly caressing my exposed chest and plastering more against me.

"Hmmm... I've always wanted to do this and more," the familiar voice sailed into my ears, swiftly pulling me out of my dreamy state.

Immediately, my eyes snapped open to see Celine, my step-sister straddling me with her arms placed firmly on my chest and a sultry smile on her lips.

"What the fuck, Celine?" I snapped, rolling off underneath her until I was out of the bed and staring at her scantily clothed form.

"Ohh come on, Lucy, don't be a mood killer," she rolled her eyes, sitting up in bed.

She was wearing just tiny lace panties with her breast exposed to my eyes.

"How the fuck did you get..." I shook my head as reality began to sink in.

The succubus. It was one thing to be a demon and it was another to live among demons.

"My teleportation abilities are always intact, Lucifer, now stop giving me those eyes, they make me so wet," she mewled, spreading her thighs wide open and trailing a finger down her exposed body down to her lady parts.

Instantly, I turned my back to hers, cursing inwardly.

"Get the fuck out of my house, Celine, unless you want me to tell Zack how stupid you've been recently,"

"You wouldn't dare,"

"Watch me,"

I drifted to the nightstand and grabbed my phone but by the time I turned around, she was gone. I heaved a sigh of relief, throwing my phone into the bed and heading for the bathroom.

Celine was becoming a pain in my ass. I'd left her for a long time but it seemed informing her brother, Zack, of her misbehavior was the only way to keep her in line.

Yes, she's had a silly crush on me for so long and she wouldn't give a shit about the family bond tying us together. She's said it more than a few times that as long as I wasn't sharing the same blood with her, it doesn't matter. But I wasn't foolish enough to be screwing the child of the man that gave me a life in this ruthless world.

As soon as I was done brushing my teeth, I stepped under the shower, sighing in relief when the cold water streamed down my naked body. I closed my eyes, reveling in the feeling and the peace surrounding me but my thoughts drifted to the dream Celine had pulled me from.

That necklace, it was the same one I'd seen on Adina. That was where I'd first seen it_in my dreams. It wasn't the first time I was having that dream.

Nothing made sense to me. Not the little boy, and certainly not the silver haired man.

Why was I having dreams of random people I have never met? Could Adina know the owner of that necklace? How did she get it?

These thoughts took over my head with the cold water rushing down my body.

A while later, I was out of the shower and dressed in a crisp suit, ready to leave for work. I had the intention of stopping at NightLife to inspect the ongoing renovations but thoughts of Adina slipped into my head.

That kiss...

It should never have happened. That woman was quickly becoming more to me than I'd intended. She was only a human and I could never mingle with her.

A vein ticked in my head from these thoughts but it was the right thing to do. I needed to stay away from her.

She was so pure that I'd forever hate myself if I dragged her into the dark with me.

Shaking my head to clear these thoughts, I stepped out of my penthouse, ready to start the day. But I wasn't going to NightLife.

If I was going to get Adina out of my fucked up head, I needed to stay the fuck away from her.

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