Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

381. Mose/Demon - Fight I

As a demon and Outcast, I never dreamed of children or a mate. Not like vessels do, at least. For those like me, a bonded is the only way to be redeemed of what happened eons ago. However, life is unpredictable, and I experience love like any

man does. More than that, I know the joy of being a father, even if my child is yet to be born.

I kept my distance from Olivia until now because of how much my actions have hurt her, but this led to Mose contacting his parents and revealing the truth about Ansel. Knowing what he truly is made me think of a plan for how to take down Azael. My twin is still my main target because, in my eyes, he is even more dangerous than Ophyr. He tried to break Olivia by making her life a living hell. Since he knows who she really is, he will do everything he can to get his hands on her and use her powers for his own benefit. That will never happen because I'll never Azael get close to Olivia ever again.

To save Ansel from Asa, Olivia came up with a stupid plan. Mose was to drag Ansel out while Olivia distracted Asa. I knew it would end badly, and while I wanted to say stop her, her words still reverberated through me.

I wish Mose, the real Mose, would return. He would have never done something like this to me.

I should have forced Mose to stop her before she got hurt or let me do it, even if she ended up hating me for eternity. Mose let me take over the moment Asa stabbed Olivia, but it might be already too late. My divine power can heal but can't bring back the dead.

My roar makes the entire house tremble.

If anything happens to Olivia or my child, I will make sure Ophyr and the Nephilims will never hurt anyone else before following Olivia in the next life.

against the wall. Not having my exalted body puts me at a disadvantage, but I can learn how strong Nephilims are. Being created

to glow as she lies on the floor, blood oozing from her wounds. I need to heal her

and Jasper reach us,

all the tasks given by Lucifer, I did alone. Divided, we won't

I yank out his heart, he will die. Asa looks at me like I'm just a mere fly.

from the floor. Fear flashes in Asa's eyes. It vanishes quickly, almost doubting me of what I saw, but I learned

digging, pulling apart bones, the cracking sound of them snapping under my fingers reminds

stop me from clawing out his heart. Removing it won't kill him. Interesting. Maybe I should revoke his head and burn it. That usually solves problems. I keep clawing

chest cavity,

hearts of all Nephilims, leaving them incapable of

they feel pain because if my claws embedded deep in his chest cause Asa any pain, he has

Jasper, grabs my wrists, and tries to yank my hands away from him, but the

"Sword," I snarl.

are messier than knives or swords. Besides, the sword has always been my weapon on choice, while

I put the sharp edge against Asa's neck. He tries to keep his expression neutral, but his eyes betray him. He isn't scared of losing his head. Something is not right here, and