EPILOGUE

EPILOGUE

Lux’s POV

It was nice and peaceful.

Looking at the aurora borealis for the second time to celebrate the prophecy of our children is beautiful. Crocell looks at me with a smile before taking and kissing the back of my hand, muttering thank you every now and then.

It had been five months since we undid the curse. It was a bittersweet moment as I took the first breath of life with confidence that it won’t be the last so soon. And as I took that sweet breath, Camael took his last.

And I have never thanked anyone this hard. He sacrificed his life for me. He did it so we can live. It wasn’t his obligation to do so as I have later on realized that even though he saw how father cursed me, it wasn’t his obligation to tell me, tell us nor help us in anything.

Camael was a casualty. An innocent sacrifice so that we can live happily and I will live the rest of my immortal life thanking him for it. The source had already spoken in our dreams regarding Camael’s soul and yes, his last wish will be fulfilled.

“Camael, forgive us.” I whispered in between sobs as the angel slowly lose life in his eyes. His skin turning pale by the second as Metatron looked at him, still not over the shock but his tears leaving hot trails down his cheeks while he looked at his bestfriend.

“No. I—this is my choice, please live happily for me.” Camael smiled as blood seeps down the corner of his mouth. The angel looked up at the threads of source trying to reconnect to his soul for his departure. “Source hear my prayers, I wish to be reborn.” The angel chanted. “Be reborn to find the better half of my soul.”

The source hummed and more gold threads wrapped around him as if agreeing at the idea.

“You can’t leave me like this.” Metatron suddenly spoke, jaws hard as he spoke out. “Not like this Camael, no.”

Camael reached out and pulled my brother’s face down so they are face to face before Metatron rested his forehead on top of Camael’s. The angel chucked and tenderly ran his thumb over the tear streak on Metatron’s cheek.

“I am glad to have met you. You are the best thing that happened to me. I…I’m sorry Tron. I wish for your happiness from the bottom of my heart,” Camael was struggling to say his last words as his strength vanish. “I love you.” He whispers to which Metatron replied with the same words.

“I love you too, Camael.” He breathlessly said.

“I’m glad to hear that.” The angel was smiling as the light slowly disappears before he leaned in and kissed Metatron which left us in a state of surprise. “I’m sorry but we don’t share the same affection, my heart belonged to you, it will always be.”

Camael loved Metatron. He loved him all this time without expecting anything in return from my brother. He loved unconditionally and stayed with him despite the pain of seeing him happy with his betrothed. And he left with that confession.

Metatron may feel the same but it was too late now. I’ve never seen my brother in shambles but at the moment, he’s holed up in hell, refusing to go back to heaven.

I wish for both Camael and my brother’s happiness soon.

“What are you thinking?” Crocell asked as he peppered kisses on my bare shoulders.

“Just stuff… and how the compass your father gave you led us to this place.” I said and the demon smirked before running his hand all over my naked bulge of a belly. We had been led to this place, under the aurora borealis to be purified. It is a place where daylight and darkness meet and so it is a place to completely undo the curse.

And yes, we fucked under the aurora borealis as per Hades’ recommendation.

How fucking sweet is that?

“I’ll let you in on a secret.” Crocell said and pulled me closer, letting me rest on his arms as the green and pink streaks of light appeared on the sky, visible above the clear roof of our cabin. I looked at him and hummed to let him continue on.

“What secret?” I asked.

“It’s about mother and father.” My lover said, “Well, mom sacrificed a part of his body in order to try and reverse a part of the curse before but we didn’t succeed.” He stated and I looked at him in confusion. “Mother gave up his ability to conceive in exchange for that compass we used and now that it had served its purpose, it disappeared just like that, out like a bubble.”

I never knew about this. “Mom was always good to us, we are lucky to have him.” I nuzzled my husband and thanked the source for allowing Leviathan to exist. If it weren’t for him, I don’t know where we would be.

“And I think they haven’t noticed yet but I smell a change in his scent. So I guess I’m gonna be a big brother in a few months.” The demon shrugged as my eyes bulged at the bomb he just dropped. Lev is what?!

“He’s pregnant?!” I asked, sitting up and moving up and down in excitement—well as much as I can move since I literally looked like I swallowed an extra-large sized watermelon. “Oh my God! That’s wonderful!” I said and felt tears well up. I had always known how Lev and Beel wanted to have more kids, I never would’ve guessed that they would have one after a long period of time. I am so happy for them.

“Whoa, slow down love, did you pee yourself again?” Crocell asked and I just smacked him with a pillow.

“That joke is getting old so fast.” I narrowed my eyes and he held his hands up in surrender before pointing at the space between my legs where I definitely felt wetness on my bottom. I looked down to see that it is indeed wet. Crocell and I shared a look.

“It’s either I peed myself or this is the twin wanting out.” I calmly said as a sharp pain shot up my spine.

“Yep, that definitely is the twins.” Crocell said before color drained from his face as he passed out.

“You useless son of a bitch!”

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It was early august when we first heard the precious cries of our children after a full 12 hours labor. Xavier, which means bright and new beginning was definitely Crocell’s carbon copy. He had this white hair, proud nose, a thin cupid bow lip and captivating periwinkle colored eyes. Ciaran, which means darkness, is the smaller twin and although they are identical, Ciaran had softer features including his long lashes, curly fluffy black hair and grey—almost silver eyes.

Both have different personalities and Crocell is always up on his feet with his little replicas running around causing havoc.

“You look like you recovered well.” Hades said as he sat beside me on a marble bench by the gazebo where my family plays. I nodded and looked at Hades who is fondly stealing glances at the children.

“They are wonderful.” I said after a while as I see a fond smile on his lips. “It was worth every pain.”

“Yes… I suppose I understand you in that part.” Hades replied and I can’t help but feel his smile falter a bit. “They are growing fast.”

“They are.” I leaned back. “And they’ll be a handful for a while.” Hades hummed and I turned to him which surprised him a bit. “Hades, I promised you before that I will be bestowing a gift to you.”

“There’s no need for that, sweetie, Lev and I are good friends and I treat you as a friend as well.”

“Yes. I suppose but I also treat you as a friend that’s why I want you to accept my gift.” I insisted. “I want you to start the family that you longed for with Lucifer. I want you to take my womb and use it.”

“Lux that’s…” Hades looked at me with eyes shining from unshed tears. “It was just a silly dream of mine.” He said with a small voice. “Thank you.” Hades suddenly wrapped his arms around me in a hug.

“You’re welcome. I am sure Lucifer would be ecstatic about the idea.” I said with a smile, hugging him back as we both smiled. “I’m sure anyone would be very lucky to have you and Lucifer as their parents.”

Hades looked down with a blush before nodding. “I would hope so.”

“You will, Hades, you will.”

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My life had been a bit more challenging than usual. From the day I was created until the day we broke the curse I felt life hope wasn’t always attainable.

And I was the source’s personification of light. I should be part of those who brings hope.

But alas, things doesn’t always go your way and to be honest, that’s fine cause it’s part of what’s makes you up as you. It makes you who you are.

“Hmm, what are you thinking?” My husband says as he wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind and kissing me on my neck up to my ears and yes, this is my horny husband asking for something without telling me.

“Stop, I’m doing the dishes.” I whined but still I was indulging him in his antics. Crocell just smirked and trailed his hands on my ass.

“Why do the dishes if I can do you?”

“You’re awful.”

“I know.” The demon cackled and I rolled my eyes. “So what we’re you thinking about?”

I washed my hand with a small smile, rubbing it on the sink towel before turning around and wrapping my hands around his neck. “I was thinking about us, how fate was so cruel and shit.”

“Wow you cursed, that’s hot.” Crocell said and kissed me. “So what about it? So what if destiny denied our love story?”

“Yeah, destiny denied our love story yet here we are.” I said. “We defied the odd.” I whispered in his ears.

“Because we are fated.” Crocell smiled fondly at me before he hoisted me up. I gasped but easily wrapped my legs around his torso.

“The kids seems to be sleeping longer.” I hummed. “Wanna fuck?”

“I prefer lovemaking but yeah, I wanna do that too.” My demon replied making me burst out laughing.

“Yeah, let’s do that.” I giggled before dropping a kiss. “I love you, most ardently, Crocell.”

“I love you too, my beloved Lux.” He replied as he took me to our bedroom.

Yeah. I could get use to this. Fuck destiny. This is mine.

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