Narika: The Ghost Bride-Chapter 91 - Ninety-One: You Touched Her!

The Underworld.

Lucifer’s palace, Hell.

~~~

As he made his way to hell , all he could see his red. Blood! He couldn’t control it, he couldn’t control himself when his hand pierced right through the heart of that creature, just because they took Narka away from him.

The anger erupting off of him, didn’t dwindle as he made his way back to hell. Waking over the premises to where he knew that his father, and his brothers would be. There’s a ceremony going on, he heard that from the other guard he had killed before getting information about where his father was.

Adrik didn’t stopped, nor had a change of heart when the second guard he killed who had tried to stop him from moving towards his destination. He couldn’t stop when if he wanted to, something has taken over his body.

Something much stronger, something more deadlier than his normal self when he’s pissed off at someone, and he loved every feeling he got from acting this way.

The blood helped to clear his mind from thinking astray, it helped clear his mind from going insane at the moment while thinking of what those creatures might he doing to her right now.

It’s all his fault that she’s caught up in this, maybe if he hasn’t been too blinded by revenge and left that poor girl alone. His father wouldn’t be messing around with him through Narika.

But it was too late for regrets, and as he approached the door where the ceremony was being held. He felt a strong sensation taking over him while a man inside was taking about the daughter of some witch. They were singing her praises, as if she’s someone important and his heart skipped with every chant about this witch.

The next set of guards who saw him, didn’t waste any time to approach him just to injure him. Adrik didn’t know what his father had told them, but this was certainly not the grand welcome back he was expecting from them all.

They were all trying to kill him as if they didn’t recognize him, or maybe his father was still yet to announce that he has another son among the others. He’s embarrassed of having a son who was half human, half demon.

But that didn’t bother Adrik when he disconnected the head of the weak demon from his body, as he fell to his death. The other remaining guard chose to withdraw back after seeing what had happened, and when their eyes connected did he finally understand who he was.

"M..my lord." The demon stuttered, moving back against the wall as Adrik’s red eyes shot up to him in anger?

Would he kill him too?

He thought.

Adrik heard his thoughts, and noticed the way his heart was beating loudly against his chest. The motherfucker was having a nervous breakdown, and only his answer would save him right now.

"Where is she?" He asked, in a really dark tone, that would have anyone scrambling away for fear of their lives. It would teach amateurs like him that the only way out of this was to tell him what he wanted.

"I’m sorry, my prince. I.. I dont know what... " He stuttered in fear, and it was not because of that that made Adrik angry, but it was because he looked into his eyes to see that he had no information concerning his girl, and he wasted no time to bash his head against the wall, making him fall to his death.

"Pathetic." Adrik cussed, before finally standing in front of the door. He heard Lucifer talking and the cheers that rained thereafter, and he didn’t waste any more time before pushing the door open. It broke and fell on the floor with a thud.

A pregnant silent fell upon the hall, no one said a word but he could read every of their reactions. Some are anticipating his arrival, while the others had pity that he’s a dead man for interrupting his father’s show.

He scoffed, before waking into the spotlight. Everyone was shocked upon seeing him, but his eyes remained on one person in the middle of the circle where the dead naked girls were.

His father, Lucifer. King of hell.

He was staring back at him, he was surprised at first seeing him before a smile coated his face. It was as if the motherfucker was taunting him, telling him to do something about Narika.

"It’s not a rumor. He has come to save us all. All hail the chosen prince of hell."

Adrik heard someone yelled from the crowd, cutting his staring competition with his father and before his every eyes everyone bowed to him.

Now this is the actual grand welcome!

He wasn’t expecting any of this judging from the way, that the guards outside had treated him.

He didn’t know what this is about, but he wasn’t interested in anything to do with them hailing and singing his praise, while Narina was out there waiting for him to save her.

His red eyes settled on his siblings, that were surprised as well seeing him here. Especially, the sister who had tried to rape him on him on his first visit here.

Azazel had his hands over her instantly, staking his claim on her already as if he would ever be interested in having anything to do with her anyway.

Then his twin who still had that blank expression on his face, he was the only person who didn’t look fazed seeing him.

Whereas, Dagan the nice one had this biggest look on his face. Adrik watched his father approach him from the corner of his eyes, and when he tried to look at him. A familiar scent crossed his nose.

His eyes fell on red angry ones that were looking at him, the way a predator would look at its prey. He didn’t know who he was, as he hadn’t met him before and he didn’t care the moment he confirmed that the man had the same scent on Narika’s neck where the hickey was.

That was him.

He’s the one who touched his girl.

As his father approached him, he didn’t understand where his eyes were because he disappeared instantly, and appeared before the angry one, his hands moved to his throat and before the eyes of everyone. He slammed him harshly to the ground.

"You touched her!"