One week later

Avalyn's POV

Avalyn, my daughter, is the first cry of a newborn
The beauty of life as it forms
Thana, my daughter, the end of tomorrows
The beauty of peace that follows.

I skim the words of my mother repeatedly. An hour before this stupid event and I find myself in front of my mother's statue, reading the words engraved at the bottom.

Words that were not there before.

Which tells me this is her way of telling me what type of Goddess my sister and I are. Scrunching my nose, I read the messages again as if it could tell me what it means.

“Avalyn,” I turn my head to my lover. I sigh, wishing the answers were not trapped in his mind. I am a goddess so shouldn't I be able to unlock them? I rise to my full height as I face Raphael. He quickly steps to me and grabs my hand and kisses my knuckle connected to my ring finger. I smile at him and roll my eyes, still not used to the way he cherishes me.

“Are you ready?” I chuckle at his words.

“I have a bad feeling about tonight,” I breathe out, and he nods.

“I feel it too.” I look back at the statue of my mother and clench my fist. I am tired of these mind games. I just want to know what I am. Maybe it would prepare me more for tonight, for this stupid ball Michael was holding.

He is planning something big, and I have torn these halls apart looking for the answer.

“Let's get this over with,” I groan as I hold my head high and smooth my white floor-length gown that brushes against my body, slightly clinging to my curves. He smiles at me and brings his arm around my waist and pulls me close as we walk out of the worship area.

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Thana's POV

I stare at myself in the mirror tears streaming down my face as I watch myself silently cry. A whiskey bottle in my hand, but I am not human, so numbness does not caress my emotions like it does for them. Instead, I feel it bang against me like a clapper in a large church bell. The emotions rattle through me with each throbbing hit. My hands shake, and my eyes are bloodshot, not from lack of sleep but from nightmares of falling behind Bora.

Bloody nose and crushed bodies. A flicker of black orbs goes around my hands, sporadically showing how close to the edge I truly am. I bite my lip and rub my eyes harder than necessary. Something will happen tonight, something that will cause me to lose my sanity. I won't let that happen. I know what needs to be done to make this right.

A knock rattles me out of my thoughts, and I take a deep breath before I finally break eye contact with myself and walk out of my room. I open the door and my jaw drops at the sight of Lucifer dressed to the nines in a dark, blood-red suit. He gives me a smirk as he watches me openly check him out.

“Lust looks rather delicious on you, my dear.” He states as he walks by me inside my cottage, “I have a proposal for you, my dear.”

I close the door and step towards him, playing with my fingers as I slightly tilt my head. What does the devil have up his sleeve this go around? “I'm listening.”

He pulls a box out from behind his back, I hadn't noticed he was holding. “Matching attire for my lovely date to the disastrous and most likely a trap of an event my brother is hosting.” He beams at me and I see a flicker of doubt before it is replaced with hope.
I push the trauma to the side and let it naw at my shoulders for now. I grab the package and shoot a smile. “I wouldn't want to attend a massacre with anyone else,” I see relief go through his eyes, I start to turn to head to my room but stop myself as wicked and lust full thoughts fill my mind. I try to bite back the smirk as I open the package and get out the dress that is the same color as his suit. I place it on the couch before meeting Lucifer's eyes. I take the strap of my black dress and let it drop off my shoulders, watching his eyes ignite.

“Oops,” I whisper before grabbing the other one and letting it slip off, making my dress slip to the floor. Lucifer's eyes scan my body, taking in every curve before a growl rumbles from his chest and with lightening speed, He has me up against the wall, his lips only inches from mine, our bodies flush against.

“Be careful, I'll make a sinner out of you, angel.” His heated gaze flickers between my eyes and lips as his hands study my body, learning every curve until he is cupping my face.

“Please,” I whisper, and his lips slam against mine as he takes command of my lips, his tongue swirling and dancing with mine. I don't fight for control, for once, letting go and giving him all of me in at least one kiss. My hands skim over his shoulders and chest, cursing the fabric, keeping my palms from enjoying his warm skin. He breaks the kiss and I gasp for air, feeling slightly light-headed, suddenly fabric tumbles me as he puts the dress on me. It's skin tight and has a deep v neckline, revealing my cleavage, it's simple and elegant with a large slit showing my leg up to my thigh, he grabs a garter that holds a dagger and places in on my thigh, right before where the slit starts. He feels up my thigh and watches my face with hooded eyes. He then smoothes the dress over before finding my left hand and kissing my knuckle connected to my ring finger.

“I have another proposal.” Lucifer states as he brings me close to him again. He reaches into his pocket with his other hand and pulls out a simple, yet large, diamond ring. My eyes widen as I take a step back.

“Lucifer,” I whisper in shock as tears prick the corner of my eyes.

“Thana, I want you to be my wife.” I see a wave of fear flicker through before admiration and love takes its place in his bright, burning red eyes.

“I-I,” I hesitate before walking around him and grabbing the dagger before turning around, keeping the blade behind me. I draw a deep sigh as the words tumble from my mouth. “Let's make a deal,” His eyes spark as a smirk take over his face.

“You want to make a deal?” He pauses as he takes a step toward me. “With the Devil?”

I nod, not breaking eye contact as I let a shaky breath passed through my lips.

“If we make it out of this alive, I will marry you and love you forever.” His eyes light up at my words, “But If I lose control and give up my sanity,” I state as I hold the dagger meant to kill him out from behind me, holding out to him to accept.

“You will kill me.”

“Deal,” My eyes widen at his words, and a smirk grows on his face as he hands me the ring. “Go on put it on and become used to wearing it,” He then grabs my hand and slides it upon my finger.

“Someone is cocky,” I observe as he accepts the blade from my other hand and snaps his finger, letting the dagger disappear into thin air.

“I'm the bloody devil, angel, I always get what I want.” I scoff and roll my eyes at him as I cross my arms over my chest.

“I'm a Goddess, remember?” I tease, ignoring the other part of his statement as it sends chills we don't have time for down my body.

He draws a step closer. Our bodies flush together as he takes my face in his hands. Stoking my cheeks with his thumbs, “You will always be my feisty angel,” Lucifer then places a soft kiss on my lips. He seizes my hand in his as he steps back. “Let's go cause some chaos, my love.”

We walk out, and our wings break from our backs, taking us up to heaven. We land in front of heaven the ball already in full swing. Lucifer stops me from walking as he pulls me flush against him looking deep in his eyes. I squirm at the intensity in them. “One more thing Thana,” Lucifer licks his lips as his face is set in stone covering emotions other than determination, “Whatever happens, trust me and don't believe everything you see.”

My eyes widen at the seriousness in his tone. This is not the flirtatious and mischievous devil I've come to love. This is the dangerous man, the king of hell, everyone fears. His grip on me is firm.

“Why-”

“I can't tell you, just don't believe everything you see.” Lucifer whispers, “No matter how real it seems,” I nod slowly before he turns us, and we head into the ball, not knowing what awaits us.

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