Forbidden Fruits (Hybrid Romance Series; Book 2)
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Part 8: Diversion
Part 8: The Diversion
Draven stepped out of Aideen's room to answer the front door. No one else was home. Malderon had taken Evelyn, Nevaeh, and little Stacia out for a walk in the park that night. Just to give the two lovebirds some privacy.
In that event, the only reason he left her side was because someone starting pounding on the thing nonstop. He twisted the handle and hurled the door ajar, aggravated. An immortal woman stood outside bawling. Her face was bruised from being beaten. Blood dripped from her red succulent lips. The barefooted female shook in utter terror. She was tall, slender, and beautiful. Her black dress was torn in many places. Her disheveled hair was dark brown, almost black. She had eyes so vibrant blue they seemed innocent. "How may I help you?" Draven questioned, slightly taken aback by her presence. "Please, I need shelter." she croaked. Her voice was alluring, melodious. "He'll come for me and when he finds me he will kill me." "Who?" he asked, his brow furrowing. Tears streamed down her pale cheeks. "A menacing demon. He hunts my kind and tortures us. Eats us." "You're a succubus?" She nodded. "Please, he has already killed my sisters and devoured them. If he finds me, I am doomed." "Do you know this demon's name?" "He never gave us his name." she told him. "We were unworthy to know such information, he said to us. He called us tramps and harlots. We can't help what we are. We have to survive, too." Draven thought he had sensed Aideen stirring in his room and invited the succubus to come in. "Please, excuse me. I will be right back. My mate is asleep. I need to go check on her." The succubus yelled. "Wait! He might be in there. He's coming for me, I know it." She tugged hysterically at Draven's long sleeved shirt. Aideen's scream ran through his ears and he pried the lady's fingers off of him. "Aideen!" He sped to his room and burst through the door. She was gone. Aideen was gone. He inhaled deeply. His eyes going pitch black. A demon took her. Draven roared and turned around to find that woman. He knew she had something to do with his mate's disappearance. And, so help him, if she did, he was going to decapitate her and piss on her corpse. The succubus stood up, her eyes wide. "Is she alright?" Draven hissed, his gaze malicious. "Don't fucking give me that, succubus. I know you are in cahoots with that demon. Why did he take my mate?" "Oh no! He took her?" she cried out. "No, no, no. He mistook her for me. This isn't good. What is your mate?" "You mean you're not playing a part in this?" She gasped, appauled. "No! You need to tell me, though, what is she?" "Aideen is a human." Draven informed her. "He'll kill her." she whispered, dread lacing her words. "The torture he puts his victims through..she'll never survive it." "I'll tear that son-of-a-bitch apart before he has the chance." Draven howled. "Please, you must listen." she begged. "This demon is a very powerful demon. I figured it out without his knowledge. At least, I have a suspicion. I think he is Abaddon." "Fuck!" Draven cursed, his eyes going wide. Apparently this demon wasn't one to be trifled with. "My name is Delilah." She bowed. "I will help you get her back. This is all my fault." "I'm Draven. It's nice to meet you." he answered. "But I need to go. I have to pay a visit to the fallen asshole." "I'll help you. Just don't let him take me." she muttered. "That's all I ask." He nodded. "I will do my best to protect you." She slid her hand into his. He squeezed it for reassurance. Delilah smiled and they disappeared into a black void. In a split second they stepped foot onto gray, dying ground. They had made it to Hell. There was nothing except complete darkness. Screams of torment echoed through their ears. It was cold, not hot like most believed. The lake of fire hadn't been lit yet. It was said that Lucifer hated mortals. Whoever came up with that idea was absolutely right. It angered him that God's children were able to be saved and redeemed. Therefore, Lucifer lied to them, giving them false hopes that he loved them. God's compassion towards humans had made some of his angels jealous, Lucifer being the main one. He was thrown down from Heaven because of his pride, never to return. And Abaddon, being his right hand man, followed behind Lucifer with many other angels in tow. Draven manouvered passed grotesque demons that were devouring dead souls who hadn't made it to the holy gates. They had either been fooled and thought hell to be a big place to party or they killed themselves. It was sad really. All of a sudden, Delilah screamed. A huge demon with black eyes and long claws grabbed her, pulling her into the darkness and out of sight. The thing grinned evilly, showing pointy teeth. Draven hollered for her. Her horrifying shrieks gave him a clue as to where they were, and he pursued them. Until everything went silent, that is. He dropped his head in shame, realizing that he had failed to protect her. Just as he'd failed Aideen. "I need to go back and get some help." Things were getting too deep for him to continue alone. He again disappeared into the black void, returning to his home. Draven fell to his knees and let out the most heartbreaking cry. "Aideen!" Zenith and Ariella instantly materialized. "Draven, your mate is in danger." Draven sighed. "Yes, I know this, Zenith. Abaddon took her." Ariella shook her head. "No, he didn't. Your father did." Draven growled and punched the floor, his fist going through the wood. "Delilah told me it was the fallen, Abaddon." Ariella gasped, her hand on his shoulder. "Delilah? Did you say Delilah?" "Yes, the succubus." Draven stated, looking very confused. "She is in league with Ocelot." Ariella cried out. "She's very cunning. Deceptive. One good actress, let me tell you." "She lied to me? She will pay!" Draven hollered in rage. "Where is he? Where is Ocelot? Where is my father?" Zenith could relate to how Draven was feeling. He experienced the same rage the day he had found Ariella. When he'd seen what those bastard's had done to her, he'd brought her out of that hell and marked her as his. The first time Zenith's eyes had landed on her, he'd known she was his other half. His mate. And he would never let her go. "Ocelot lives in the shadow domain." Zenith replied. "She's in danger the longer she's there. The Shadow's will corrupt her. You must hurry." "I will." Draven grabbed his red cloak and threw it around him. "Please, tell Malderon everything. Let my band know, as well. Just in case I need backup." He vanished in a fury.