Chained to the prince of darkness by Lunasads (digital book reader .txt) 📕

"Let me remind you if you are forgetting, Draven is a hybrid too," Lucifer gritted. 

"A witch-vampire hybrid is not considered as a true hybrid, My lord. They need the blood of a Vamwolf, a true hybrid of werewolf and vampire ancestors." Alatar explained as Lucifer looked unaffected. 

"Bring me, Michael," he said and Aphrodite nodded her head and walked out of the room. Lucifer looked at Alatar and slammed his hand on the nearest table.

"Find me their location,” Lucifer said and Alatar quickly ran out of the room. Lucifer took a few deep breaths as he tried to control his urge to kill something or someone. 
 

Everything was getting out of his control and he was determined to get his control back. He walked towards the cabinet before grabbing a liquor from the shelves. His hands moved firmly as his mind started plotting a plan. 
He gulped down the whole bottle in three sips as he tried to cool himself off.

Prophecy. Everything was happening because of it. And he wanted to break it but he wanted to do that himself and the risk of someone knowing about it was unacceptable for him.

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"But, you don't have to be scared, my love. I mean no harm to you." He ran his hand through her hair while his other hand gripped her waist. Her struggles were doing nothing to stop him.

"Why did you call me, Draven?" Mathew rolled his eyes as he watched Draven playing with Sarah's emotions. He picked a chair from the far end and sat on it. 

"Chill, Brother. I just wanted her to meet her long-lost love," Draven smirked as tears rolled down her eyes. This was what he wanted, to break her and mold her. He pulled himself away from her and walked towards Mathew.

She felt her legs weaken as she fell to her knees. Her eyes were still glued on Matthew. The rage was igniting in her orbs. 

"I smell confusion," Draven mocked as he furrowed his brows together.

"Witchcraft? Sorcery? Magic? Ever heard about that?" Draven clasped his hands behind his back as he paced around them.

"Just used his face to create an identical twin," he shrugged his shoulders like it was not a big deal. Falcon put two and two together.

"Lucifer killed a normal vampire, who had his face,” He knew the answer to that but still was in dilemma. He glanced at Sarah who was breaking down from inside and outside. Her love for Matthew was crumbling with the truth. 

"Vampires?" She whispered as she thought about the word. She had heard these terms only in movies and stuff but never she had thought that she would encounter them.

"Come on Sarah. Don't be so naive," Draven rolled his eyes dramatically as he watched her in her miserable state.

"I-I loved you, Matthew," her broken voice pierce Falcon's heart. He couldn't help but feel the need to comfort her. His pain seemed so much less than hers.

"Love is an illusion," Matthew said without blinking his eyes. He was the same but looked so different to her. She never thought that the one she trusted most would be the reason for her broken heart. She looked mindlessly at him as she thought about everything he had done and said to her. 

'I love you, Sarah,"

'Will you be my girlfriend?'

'I can never even think about living a second without you...not even a millisecond.’

Her breathing become abnormal as she thought about all the things they used to do together. 

How Matthew used to cook for her.

How Matthew used to kiss her nose every time they would be together.

She felt herself getting angry as she thought about all the lies she had been fed. Her life, her friends, her parents, her love, everything seemed to be fake. 

"I wish you rot in hell!" She gritted her teeth as she tried to yank her hands off the chain but failed miserably. Her anger was getting the best of her. 

"YOU NEVER DESERVED MY AFFECTION!" She screamed as tears flowed down her face. She never felt this much heartbroken and angry at the same time. She knew she needed to let go of her tears because if she didn't, she knew she would feel more helpless and vulnerable.

Draven watched her with amusement, while he looked at Falcon's face. 

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"Father! Father!" Cassian barged into Perseus's study with a heavy breath. 

"What happened?" Perseus asked as he watched his son in a panic state. He rounded the table and grabbed him by his shoulder to stable him.

"Sarah...She...Draven!" Cassian panted. He felt Perseus losing his hold on his shoulders and looking at him in pure shock. 

"No! It can't be possible!" Perseus shook his head in denial and Cassian looked at his father in confusion.

"No Father! Draven has her and he is going to break the prophecy!" Perseus snapped his head towards Cassian. His face held so much shock and confusion. He couldn't believe that his little girl was in hands of a demon. 

"How...how do you know?" Perseus asked searching Cassian's eyes. Cassian averted his eyes and mumbled.

"Maybe or maybe not, I got a call from Angie," 

"You..still talk to her..?" Perseus knew the answer to this question but he wanted to hear it from his son's mouth. He was mad that Cassian was in touch with Angie. But he couldn't do anything.

"Yes, and you know how I feel about her! I just...I couldn't bring myself to ignore." Cassian looked at Perseus with a sad expression.

"And you know that she is married and has a daughter, right?" Perseus asked politely while Cassian averted his eyes.

"Yes, Father." He whispered slowly. He had loved Angie since he saw her for the first time. He felt himself getting drowned in her ocean eyes and he couldn't help but let himself fall for her.