All Chapters of Shadowed Creatures: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I woke feeling incredibly groggy and with a raging headache.I push myself up from the hard mattress I was led, my whole body screaming in protest at the uncomfortable position I had been sleeping in and look about at the dark dingy room that I found myself in.“What the hell happened last night.” I thought out loud. I swung my bare legs around and sat down on the edge of the cot, noticing how I was still wrapped in the bed sheet from last night, naked underneath other that the flimsy lace bra I still wore. My skin broke out in gooseflesh with the cold air sitting around me like a cloak. The scent of mine and Lucas’ lovemaking still lingered on the sheet offering my some comfort in this dingy hole.Feeling slightly more awake I check myself over for injuries. Other than the pounding headache, sore muscles and the congealed wound on the palm of my hand, I seemed to be in one piece physically. Emotionally, there was definitely something wrong. My

As soon as my strength began to return to my body, I slipped from the underworld undetected. I stepped into the human realm, I reached out to Lysander with my mind. Unlike a lot of demons, Lysander and myself always had a certain ability, we could communicate with each other simply by thinking about the other. We kept it hidden from our mentor, knowing that a gift like ours would likely be exploited if allowed too. It wasn’t something that all demons could do. I was surprised that Avalon and I shared the same ability when we finished our mate bound. Lysander was a few years older than me, he was in training around the same time as I was brought to the underworld. I was 8, he was 11. Like me, Lysander was the only living son of his father, another original that was cast out of heaven. Making him an heir to one of the few founding families of the underworld. We bonded over our joint hatred of the underworld. Being the son of a high ranking demon, meant

Pear Tree Cottage hadn’t really changed at all In the last 10 years. The garden still sat neat and pristine. Roses still flowering even as Winter grew nearer.We stood on the outer boarders, unable to cross over onto Lilith’s lands without permission.We arrived just before dusk. Our figures visible on the horizon, in full view for Lilith to see. We stood, half shrouded in darkness and waited.We didn’t need to wait for long before she materialised in front of us. As unchanged as the house behind her.“Demons are not welcome here.” She calls to us from the relative safety of her wards.“Well, that’s not very friendly is it… mother?” I ask her, my eyebrow hooked up into my hair line.“Lucas.” She said, seemingly only just noticing me. Surprise registered on her face as she took in my form.“Lucas what are you doing here?” A suspicious look clouding her other

Lucas Watching the exchange between my parents was almost an out of body experience. I felt like an intruder. I had never known them at there best, but it was obvious, even to me that there was once love there. It had simply changed of the course of history. Their respective ideals had changed, and the had grown into different people. Lilith held the bloodied dagger in her shaking hand, as she stared at the stop that Lucifer once stood. Her eyes gleamed as tears spilled over, falling down her cheeks. Her lips trembled as she tried to hold herself together. “We should go.” Lysander spoke up behind me. This seemed to break Lilith from her own thoughts as her head whipped over to us once more. “Yes,” she said, hastily wiping her wet cheeks, “but first we should locate where the portal to the hunters realm is. To do that I need to scry.” With that, she turned and walked back towards her cottage, with a wave of a arm and a gesture

Lilith was right, when the wards came down, everyone in the hunters realm would know of there arrival. The ground shook under our feet as Lilith cut through the last strands of the portal, allowing Lysander and myself to cross over the borders.  The sound of glass shattering to the floor, and buildings creaking under the sudden movement beneath them was enough of an alarm, that they would soon be besieged by warriors. Lilith collapsed to the floor in the exhaustion, her face pale and beading with sweat. I paused, unsure whether to help her or carry on with the task at hand, I had a limited window in which to get Avalon and then get out, and the more time that passed, the more difficult it would become. She waved me away as if to tell me she was alright when she noticed my hesitation. I give her a small nod and follow Lysander across the bridge. Hunters were running about across the yard in front of us, the vast majority unarmed. Our attack had ca