Narika: The Ghost Bride-Chapter 185 - One Hundred And Eighty-Five:What Is The Truth And The Lie?

Lucifer strodded back to hell in rage, he was destroying everything and everyone in his path. He has never felt this much angry his entire life, but he did good to avoid going to his room because at this point, he’s sure that he’s going to kill Marilyn if he goes up there.

Unfortunately, the unranked weak demons were the ones at his disposal, and the humans in the torture were sacrificial lambs for him to take out his aggression on.

His throne room was a mess, and one would not be able to see any single item still back in shape if they had entered here.

After he was done with the damage, he sat down on the floor while breathing hard, the walls of his palace were shaking with the intensity his anger carried, and he tried to remind himself that he shouldn’t let a mere peasant like Ethan, to bring him down to his lowest point.

But yet, there’s Micheal who was present, if the rumors of the prophecy being changed isn’t legit, there’s no way he would have been there. They all were ganging up on him to destroy him.

Everyone, including Oregon. He could still remember that Oregon was nothing but a dead man, but he made the motherfucker who he was today, and the best way to repay him for what he had done was to repay him back.

How could he not see this coming?

At first he was surprised that the lawmakers didn’t interfere, when he had approached Marilyn, slept with her and got her pregnant. There weren’t on his neck about him sleeping with a human, and getting her pregnant.

Did they look into the future and saw this, yet they keep this away from him because they were looking for a way to bring him down, this was killing two birds with a stone.

Not only has his greed to have Marilyn brought him down to this level, he has no right to touch Narika, or try to coerce the young lady to do his bidding. For crying out loud, she’s the chosen descendant of Baram, no one else but her!

Then there’s his son who would not be able to forgive him, for the bad luck he has brought upon him. Erin warned him, but he didn’t listen. How could he not listen?

At first, it seemed as if Lucifer was going through his pasts, and reminiscing on the good old days, before he got greedy, but then when has he ever not been greedy?

He wasn’t no saint, this was who he was. He’s not an angel, he’s Lucifer, the fucking king of hell. Yet, he’s feeling threatened because of some useless information that might bea plan hatched by the law makers and the crystal palace to end him for good.

Trying to abide by the rules of the law makers, would only determine that he’s good as dead, because no Narika means no child being born out of his seed, nor Adrik’s. She wouldn’t be able to birth hell’s saviour and apparently that would make him a loser in this war.

No!

He can’t have that!

The movement of a limping human, who was trying to find his way out of here, brought him back to reality, and he glared at him in anger.

"Ple..please, spare me." The man on the floor begged for his life, but that only made Lucifer scoff, before he stood up from where he stood and grabbed the man by his hair, hoisting him up.

"Spare you? Why should I? Your soul was doomed the moment you were sent here, so what makes you think that you are anything less than a slave!!" Lucifer roared, shaking the four walls of his palace while the man weeped in his hold.

Lucifer slammed the man in the floor, before separating his body into four parts, his red eyes marveling at the sight of blood, fuck! He’s hungry for more.

Blood!

He needed more, and not just killing the humans and the demons right now could soothe the rage, and the brutal hunger for more blood.

Until Marilyn’s loud scream from their room, made him remember that she’s the one who had him in this situation.

At first he didn’t want to hurt her, but then he was so so angry that without wasting any time, he appeared at the front door of his room where his men were keeping guard, with Dagan in charge.

"Father.." Dagan’s eyes widened seeing the state his father was in, he didn’t need anyone to tell him to reorder the guards not to do anything funny, and they created a passage in the midst of the guards there for him to go into his room.

"She’s losing a lot of blood."

That was the first thing Lucifer heard, when he walked into his room, then did Marilyn’s state of health made him shocked to see Erin, and the physician with two other nurses attend to her.

Marilyn’s cries made him look up at her, to see the blood flowing from her legs, he didn’t know what was happening but one thing was certain, she’s losing the babies or she’s probably going to die, which was bad.

Long gone was the angry man who wanted to kill her, he rushed over to Erin and grabbed him by the neck." What have you done? You ratted me out to the lawmakers."

"Snap out of it, Lucifer. We both know they were bound to find out soon or later, but then you can do the right thing by saving your Mate. She’s dying and so are your children."Erin spat, making him see that it would only be considered foolish of him to worry about useless things, rather than him to do the right thing.

Erin removed his hands away from his clothes, before Lucifer turned to face Marilyn. Was she in a lot of pain?

Yes!

"Y..you did this to me,youuuu!!" Marilyn looked at him in hate, before he sighed and went closer to her, he cut his wrists before bringing it close to her mouth.

"Drink." He ordered, but then she tried to act stubborn, but he knew his children in her stomach wouldn’t waste any time once they perceive his blood.

She needed blood.

He tried to contain his anger, but then she’s not giving in anytime soon, until he yanked her jaw before placing his bleeding wrists over her lips, the moment his blood was inside her lips, she grabbed his hand and started drinking from him, the pain in her stomach easing a bit, until she was okay and fell asleep instantly.

Lucifer raided her gown up to reveal her naked tummy, he saw the battle his young buds were doing inside her stomach. He placed his hands on her tummy and felt the commotion in there die down a bit, until they were calm.

At this rate they would soon tear through her stomach, and he can’t have that. She had to stay alive, but then she’s having twins. Demon twins, then there’s the fact that they were now the chosen ones.

He had not only one, but two, but the most important question he was worried about was whether their strength would be the same if Narika was the one in place of her?

How sure is he that truly, Marilyn is the one who is the chosen one, and not Narika. What is the truth and the lie? Lucifer couldn’t decipher!