Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

274. Mose/Demon - The twin I

For a long time, I stood beside Lucifer, unseen, unheard. It had been like that from the moment God created me. I wasn't perfect like the other angels, so I was ignored, forgotten, and deemed unworthy of taking care of worlds like other angels did. Behind my back, many mocked me. I kept quiet, not wanting to give them more reason to laugh.

After Lucifer fought Michael and created Hell, I followed him. Having white or black wings was the same for me.

Lucifer understood what it meant to be hated, not because he wasn't perfect, but because he was too perfect. But just as in Heaven, Hell was another place of torture for me. I didn't mind because my twin was with me.

I loved my twin with all my heart. He was everything to me. My rock in my darkest time, my friend, my savior when I needed one.

My twins quickly rose in rank while I was happy with being invisible. Being a Behemoth or a Paymon were titles that meant nothing to me. I didn't need to prove my strength to anyone.

When my twin secretly started plotting with Michael to kill Lucifer so he could rule Hell, I stood by his side and helped him when needed, even if I knew it was wrong. I never hated humans, as they were imperfect, like me.

I never saw how twisted he was until he stabbed Lucifer from behind and cut his wings. Not even then. When he attacked the children, I knew he was not my brother anymore. I tried to stop him, to reason with him, but he stabbed me in the chest. He missed my heart by a miracle, but he broke it; all the love I once felt for him was replaced by...hate and rage. How could my own twin turn on me like that after everything I've done for him? During the years I waited for my mate's arrival, I thought of what went wrong over and over again. Until, one day, I made peace with the idea that I never truly knew my twin, that the love and affection he showed me were never genuine. He only wanted me by his side so the others would never see how twisted his soul was, how he was just like Ophyr-full of hate and jealousy. Ophyer wanted to destroy everything God created; my twin wanted to be above everyone.

my twin tried to escape, and I grabbed his wings. He fought me with all his force, but I didn't let go of his wings, not even when I almost

hold him in place while my life was slowly slipping away from me, as God delivered his justice, is still something I wonder about to this day. It was due to my effort to prevent my twin from killing even more innocent children that God healed all

been lonely, as for a long time, I found solitude in my twin. All of a sudden, I was alone. Demons and angels blamed me for what happened in the Garden of Eden. They

I was, mostly because Jasper's demon said I was one of the good guys. Befriending them wasn't easy, but they

together, forming a link between us even before our vessels became blood-brothers. This is important for the demons who eventually share the same woman as their souls are forever connected. Links can be created between a large group

day, we felt a female enter this world. Her soul, strength, and purity resonated with us. We didn't know who she was or where she was, but

even talk to our humans, but at least we can express our emotions through sounds. We get to see, hear, and feel everything our

for me. I liked Mose from

of that, we risk not finding the female that felt perfect for us, and we have to choose another instead. Most of the time, our vessels are stupid, stubborn, selfish

don't get what's so great about fucking. Sure, I felt that rush of pleasure whenever Mose was fucking a woman, but I still don't understand what's so great about it. Maybe because I never fucked someone. The connection between an Outcast and his mate is spiritual, while the vessels take care

in the forest. Her soul was in such

Olivia.

and touching her skin feels like a dream. Except for my twin, I have never touched another

Olivia came too late for him, but not for me or so I hope. If I'm going to succumb to the madness brought on by the dark whisper of Hell it's only a matter of