Abominable

MICHAEL

I walked through the long hallways of the palace with one goal in mind; Get Nowel back in the castle.

I am the king and the victim. I will order them to bring my wife and mate back. How could they all just foolishly believe that she is responsible for the attack? What kind of system do they run here?

Did they even make any attempt to confirm their accusations of her? I shook my head in disgust.

I continued through the darker hallways of the castle and felt an unusual presence around me. The fourth door to my left was wide open. A terrible smell came out of it, and I frowned. It was sharp and pungent and accompanied by the smell of...blood? I hurried straight to that room.

''No!''

''Let us go, you monster!''

I quickened my pace as fast as I could with my sword in my left hand in case I needed it.

Then I heard a loud growl before I heard the sharp snapping of bones followed by a feminine scream. I rounded the corner and stood quietly behind the open door to hear what would happen next. But nothing. It was dead silent but the smell coming from that room became unbearable now that I am a step away from there.

What is causing this horrible stench? So I stepped in. A woman dressed in a black, priest-like robe stood in the middle of the slightly dark room. A part of it covered her hair as her back was turned to me. She stood in between two disfigured and familiar bodies soaked in blood.

Silence as I stood at the door in shock as I took in the lifeless body of Hazel and the white wizard brutally mutilated by someone so familiar.

The state of the room was chaotic, with broken mirrors, shattered glass, broken furniture, and blood everywhere.

''Welcome,'' I stilled. ''I am afraid that our first meeting would not be as pleasing as expected, Gorgeous. I am so sorry we had to talk like this. I have always wanted to have a decent first conversation with you, physically. But I can't help but get rid of these two good-for-nothing circus freaks out of my way to have your undivided attention. I despise distractions.''

The figure slowly turned around to smile at me and my heart dropped, Nowel?

''Please try not to be bothered by the violent scene around us.''

This is not Nowel. No, it can't be her.

''Who are you?'' I asked breathlessly as a chilling sensation overwhelmed me in seconds.

''Oh, my bad. I forgot that we hadn't properly introduced ourselves. I am your...friend. Your loyal friend. That has been keeping a watchful eye on you since the day you were born by that... treacherous demonic spirit.''

What...

''What are you talking about?''

''Oh, so you haven't heard? It's such a shame. I thought she would have told you about the little vision I put in her mind while she was sound asleep. About a disturbing dream about your unfortunate origin and heritage. Why would she keep it all to herself?'' She placed her fingers on her chin in deep thought.

I drew out my sword but found it inferior to the creature inside Nowel. So I let my demon out with great difficulty.

''Don't be stupid, I am not here to fight with you Gorgeous.''

''Then why are you here?'' My demon roared in anger.

''To help you,'' the creature disguising itself as my mate lied shamelessly.

''Get out of her body right now,'' I ordered and it laughed coming closer to where my demon stood rigid.

''Don't be ridiculous with me Gorgeous,'' It began, ''She wanted me in her in the first place.''

I shook my head in disapproval. ''No, no, Nowel wouldn't be that foolish to let you even a thousand miles near her.''

It laughed again. This time louder.

''Get out of her body. I won't repeat myself.'' My claws found their way out as my wings stretched forth in preparation for an attack.

''I would leave whenever I want.''

Her face grew pale and blue veins could be visible under the skin of her forehead and her wrist. It's hurting her.

''You are hurting her!''

''That's right. No pain, no gain.'' It smiled and I snapped. I grabbed a hold of her neck and pushed her to the wall with great force. She gasped at the impact and the wall cracked. I fisted my claws around her pale neck forcing more blood out of her lips. My demon applied more pressure trying his best to squeeze the abomination out of her.

My eyes widened as her eyes glitched to a pair of reptilian eyes and tiny webs of veins began to pop under her skin. Causing me to fear for whatever this abomination in her is putting her through.

"Nowel," My heart called out to her but the demon in control smirked.

''You would only kill her and not me,'' It drawled out with pleasure.

"Who the hell are you?" I asked while tightening my hold around her neck.

"Your friend," It joked. "the devil."

Nothing else in my life made sense to me any more than the fact that I had the devil himself pinned before me and in the deceiving appearance of my mate.

"What..." My mind couldn't just comprehend.

"I know, it's a lot to process. But we could explain things better if you give me the chance to and stop squeezing the life out of your precious mate."

Instead, I squeezed more as the devil spoke.

''If anything should happen to her, I would hunt you down in Hell for the rest of your miserable life and end you.''

It burst into laughter. A horrifying sound of both feminine and demonic.

More blood spilled out from her mouth and nose and blood dripped out from her neck like oil due to the painful punctures my claws made around her neck.

''You are quite a comedian but you tell terrible jokes.''

It shape-shifted and showed its true form as the devil. I was shaken by its appearance.

"Surprise." It drawled and kicked me in the bowel hard sending my demon flying across the room and landing with a scratch on the marble floor.

It took me forever to get up and my demon groaned in pain as it did.

''Pitiful.'' The devil spat as it towered mightily above me. I felt small and defenseless. And it's been ages since I consumed fire so my magic can't do anything.

''You can't work with me or achieve anything if one kick is enough to make you cry like a child.''

I groaned.

''I need to make you stronger if we ever want to get anywhere.'' He said that and slapped me with his claws across my face. My god, it burnt like hell.

''Where...is she?'' I said with heavy breaths.

''You don't need to worry, she is resting peacefully inside me. She should be fine.''

''It's...me you want. How is she involved in any of this? Why let her suffer as well?''

''Hmmm...it's such a shame,'' He began to circle me, ''You do like her and she believes a different story. What a complicated relationship?''

''That is...none of your...business. Let her go!''

The devil stopped moving and sighed, ''Very well. If that is what it takes to make you happy and hear me out."

The devil blew out some smoke particles. It clouded in front of me in a definite pattern and slowly formed a very familiar woman. She collapsed seconds after the formation and fell into my arms. Her body was burning hot and her eyes closed.

My demon pulled her closer to himself and tried his best to wake her up. But she was not responding.

What has he done to her? I drew her protectively in my arms as I tried countless times to wake her up and I felt the devil's eyes on me as I did it.

"Nowel," I called again as her body remained still in my arms and I could sense just a little sign of life in her. My heart just couldn't take the magnitude of the pain and embarrassment she must have gone through to save my life and bring my attacker to justice. How hurt she must have felt of being accused of murder.

Tears rolled down my cheeks in fear of losing another person who genuinely cared, fought, and stood by my side. My claws touched her cold cheeks in horror.

The last time, I couldn't do anything was when the world took my mother away from me because she chose to side with a monster.

I looked around to see the lifeless body of Hazel and the white wizard, drowning in their blood. Lips apart in a silent tale of the horror they witnessed last as they took their last breath. My eyes then traveled back to the beautiful angel lying still in my arms...and watched as her body became pale and bleak. Any color of life slowly faded from her face. I was disheartened.

My hands moved from her face and became one with her fingers. Holding it tight as I begged hope to grace me with its presence. To give me another chance.

Another chance to show how much I truly cared for this woman.

A chance to show her how beautiful she is. How special she makes me feel whenever she sets her eyes on me.

A chance to redeem our relationship.

To accept my feelings for her.

A chance to reveal the smile I buried when she told me 'I am not the major cause of the problems of this world.'

I buried my face in the crook of her neck and sobbed. Still holding her arms and never letting her go.

'Gorgeous'

I wept. As her lovely voice played in my head once more.

Mine.

Only mine.

My mate.

I am so sorry once again for all the terrible things I have done to you. Being mated to me was the worst kind of cross you had to carry. I am so sorry.

''Don't worry Michael, I am sure she is fine. I am not that cruel to end her life like that," The devil said behind me. Then I have to figure out a way to wake her up!

The devil chuckled as he crouched down to my level, ''Before you do that, I think it is time for you to know something she did to you a very long time ago.''