Chapter 10

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Taehyung lay awake in the frigid prison cell, shivering as he tried to get some rest. The cold seemed to seep into his bones, and he longed for his leather armor, which would've provided some warmth. Jimin and Jungkook were sleeping soundly, wrapped in each other's arms, sharing their body heat to keep warm. The priestess lay between the human and Taehyung's blond-haired friend. Her back turned towards Jimin while one of Jungkook's wings was covering their bodies.

Taehyung, on the other hand, was restless and couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. The heavy chains around his wrists clinked with every movement, a constant reminder of his mission. He had to get back to his little sister Aleyna, who was waiting for him in their cozy cottage. He had built this little sanctuary with his friends, a place where they could live in peace, far from the reach of the tyrannical king and his sons. His sister had been a victim of the King's sons' unspeakable acts, and he was consumed by a desire for revenge. But he knew that if he gave in to his anger and killed them, he would lose the only thing he loved more than anything in the world - his family.

He had a clear goal in mind - he wanted to take revenge on those who had wronged him, his sister, and his mother. But he was aware that he couldn't act on his desires just yet. He had to bide his time and play the role of the King's puppet, a mere pawn in a larger game. It was a painful and frustrating existence, but he persevered because he had a greater purpose.

His greatest fear was for his sister Aleyna. The princes had taken a liking to her, and he knew that they could be cruel and manipulative. He had to protect her at all costs. Never again would he leave her with them. He knew that without his powers, he was weak and vulnerable. He was no match for the majestic family, but he was willing to endure all kinds of cruelty and torment if it meant keeping his sister safe.

“Are you okay?” Something in him shifted at the sound of her voice. The priestess stood before him, her white dress stained in red, and her skin was pale, covered with goosebumps—she was freezing. He gazed at her as she sat right beside him. Taehyung didn't know how to react. Humans would've walked away as soon as they knew what he was. Well, the priestess didn't know he was a demon. She didn't know that his species was the most feared realm. And she surely didn't know privacy.

Taehyung moved over, but she followed his tiny movement to close the gap again. He threw her his annoyed glare, but she gazed with the same attitude back. It was then when he realized how small she was. He could break her in half if he wanted to. She wasn't a thin woman—the priestess looked healthy, but the petite size of her was typical for a human. One of many reasons why a demon couldn't have a relationship with a demonic creature.

Bedding one would be the most challenging one. A demon is built differently than a human male and not only because of height and strength but also in size—especially south. Human females were not made for magical creatures, yet there were a few, mostly faeries or wolves, who had their happy endings, mainly with the immortals giving up their magic to live their life as mortals. Fools, he thought of them. Never could he imagine giving up on his powers for love. The biggest lie of all was love between a female and a male.

He didn't believe in such things. He was sure that his species couldn't love, not as passionate and loyal as the faeries or wolves loved. These creatures would die for their fated mates, but angels and demons didn't believe in such tales.

“Are you going to just stare at me?” She asked. Her arms were wrapped around herself, and her knees were tightly pressed to her body.

“What do you want me to do?” Taehyung scoffed the words out unwillingly.

“I don't know?” She shrugged. “Maybe talking to me would be the first step.” The priestess snickered. Her eyes were shining as though the sun shone upon her, but there was none. “What happened to you— to all of you?”

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