The Devil's Garden

HIM
He was danger.

Why did he come into my life?

He wasn't necessarily an aberration to my existence, I had lived in bondage all my life; but he.... he was just...different.

I had been living in utter darkness since the day of my confinement.
I had dreamed of a hero, rescuing me from this desolate and abhorrent place.
But he wasn't my knight, he was the beast the knights slayed.

He was the monster.

And he had me in an everlasting nightmare.

He took me from my homeland and made me his property, his servant... his slave.

But at the end, he wasn't my master, my lord or my captor. He became special, little by little he back my light. He became my confidant. He became...

My Monster.
My Devil with striking green eyes.

HER
Caramel eyes once stared at me with innocence and fright.

In a thousand years, I would have never thought she'd have made me take a second glance.

What is happening to me?

The attraction I felt, it was... was fatal, it was raw, it was magnetic.

I felt my heart flutter, warmth overtook my body. My heart skipped a beat, a heart I thought had become acclimatized to the environment and world around me, cold.

Men like me didn't have hearts.

All my life, one thing had been drilled into my cognizant mind. Kill or be killed.

My father had made sure that at an early age I was able to maim, slaughter and commit mass genocide, because essentially.

I was a monster.

Until her.

Corrupting her innocence and pain, I knew I would have only given her those two things, there was no place in my life for such a pure little she wolf. I didn't want to bring her into my world.

But I had to have her, I needed her serenity, I needed her... her love.

I was a selfish man, and I got everything I wanted. Even if it meant that I had to be the Devil to do it.

In the end, I fought for her, I killed for her, would have given up my kingdom for her and I would certainly die for her.

And her love.