⚜Eleven⚜

61 12 29
                                    

Cyrus POV:

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

Cyrus POV:

Hours ago

The girls are in the Disney store picking out little trinkets for their adjoined rooms and it's so cute how they are fighting on how it should look. Gosh, they are both so much like their mother it baffles me. 

“Boss!?” one of my guards came rushing towards my side and I got into defensive mode in the safety of my children. 

“What is it?”

“It's the queen sir; she is in the mall along with your brother and many guards.”

“Alright keep her in your sight as well as the girls and Adonis. I want no casualties and I need any information you get on her condition,” I say to the guard who is sweating bullets.

“Yes sir,” was all he said before he ran back out to do what he was told. 

When I turned around I was greeted by a frantic Anastasia. My heart goes into overdrive and I start darting my eyes around the store to find Victoria. But to no avail, she was missing. I let out a low and menacing growl, annoyed that my daughter would just walk away from her sister and me, and where the hell are her guards? 

I was absolutely livid and I knew there was only one person, well things, that could find her and that was my hellhounds, so I drew them out in hopes of them finding her fist before I started tearing heads off bodies. 

“Find her now,” I yelled towards them.

I was seething, no that was an understatement. I was ready to raise hell to get Victoria. An ear-piercing scream echoes through the mall so I freeze every human in the mall and run towards my baby. When I get there I see Vicky against the wall with a claw slash on her arm. I am beyond fucking angry at the state my princess is in and it's taking everything in me not to snap and go psychotic. 

The only thing I could think of doing was charge after the maniac behind this; Adonis. Before I could get to him the girl throws me to the floor and starts beating my face in. I was powerless like lava was poured onto me and wrapped around rendering me useless. Before I let the darkness consume me I hear my princess yelling for her mother and Adonis yelling to Phoenix. 

Wait Phoenix! I started to regain my body movements and fought like hell to get to them. How did I not see her before? The glance I took didn't register in my head the first time but I'm glad I know it's her.

The more I struggled the more an unknown force tightened its hold on my body not allowing an inch to move. What has my life come to? Why must I go through this? All I want is my family and to be prosperous yet I am met with nothing but hate and greed.

I no longer wanted to accept my title, I wanted to escape into nothingness and not feel. I wanted that familiar call to reach for me and drag me under. However, I feel that I get hoisted up onto my feet and by the amount of power radiating off the person I could tell it was Mammon, demon prince of greed.

“Get your ass up and help your kids,” he said to me.

With that, I stood upright and walked to my girls with a limp. When I got there they hopped on me and started to cry their blood tears which meant one thing, they were losing control.

“We want mommy! Bring her back now! ” Victoria yelled to me with Anastasia behind nodding her head vigorously agreeing.

At that moment I looked into their pain-filled eyes and held an unspoken promise to retrieve their mom and the glue to our family. 

***

That was hours ago and now I am sitting up in bed with sweat all over my body from the dream I just had of Phoenix allowing Adonis to rip my heart out while the kids watched. I shook my head to clear it and realized that will never happen especially when I will get her back. As I was lost in my thoughts I didn't notice the door creak open and my two devil angels came onto the bed.

“Daddy, can we sleep with you?” Victoria asked.

“Da-da sleep?”  Anastasia says while cocking her head to the side silently agreeing with her sister.

“Of course princesses. Come on let's go to bed.”

They got settled underneath the covers and were fast asleep. Victoria was holding onto the stuffed animal Phoenix had gotten her while Anastasia was sprawled out on my chest like her mother usually does. It was tonight that the hole left by our queen was truly unbelievably unbearable and all I could do was hope that her fire still burns to get home to us.

To the family and our kingdom. As I drift into sleep once again, I can't help but wonder how long it will take for this hatred and war to end.

𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚁𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚜 | ✔ Where stories live. Discover now