Narika: The Ghost Bride-Chapter 92 - Ninety-Two; His Mate.

Lucifer’s palace.

The underworld, Hell.

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Everything changed the moment Adrik slammed Abbadon, the first prince of hell to the ground. His hands tightly clenched around his throat in an approach to kill him.

The praises that were being sung to Adrik still, and the murmurings took on another level at the hostility Adrik was showing his brother, especially Abaddon, who was superior to him. That was really rude of him to do so.

Whereas, as everyone was still watching and talking about what was happening. Adrik wasn’t planning on letting go of Abbadon, whose face was countered in shame at the fact that everyone just saw what he did.

So he retaliated, he didn’t wait for Lucufer to come between the two of them. He didn’t care that they had a very big audience watching them. Some were happy that this was happening. It was as if they knew that this was certainly going to take place.

The last prince of hell challenging his elder brother, just because he was chosen by the prophecy to fulfill what his elder brother would have done without any hassle, had it been he was the lucky one.

"Wow, now this just interested." Dagan smiled, a smile covered his face as he watched his brothers take on each other. This was what he wanted in the first place, just like Azazel and Ramiel wanted too, they had been waiting for Adrik to whoop the arrogant ass of Abbadon.

None of them could say that they saw this coming, especially tonight in the midst of half of the population of hell. Lucifer looked angry, more than angry and when he tried to come inbetween the both of them. Abbadon made things worse by slamming Adrik to the wall, and hauling a blow to his jaw.

"How dare you lay your filthy hands on me, you fucking pig!" Abaddon roared, coming closer to him with his hands raised up high. A flame appeared on it, circling around it. He saw red. All he wanted was to pay back the same treatment Adrik had given him.

"That’s enough, Abaddon. Step down." Lucifer came inbetween the both of them. The guards around the palace were now saving Lucifer the embarrassment by dismissing everyone, and calling the ceremony to an end.

"Everyone leave. The ceremony is over." Lucifer’s right hand man, Amos yelled as everyone reluctantly left but the gossiping didn’t stopped even as they existed the gathering.

Oregon was baffled at Adrik’s actions, he has always known that Adrik was trouble, and Lucifer has a lot on his hands by getting the last of his sons to understand their way of life here.

But he chose not to interfere, and as well left with the Grand Alliance since this was a family problem. The last thing he would want to do was get involved right now, and risked Adrik ratting him out to his father that he wanted to separate him from Narika.

In the end, it seems Lucifer would be the one to explain things to him. But Adrik wasn’t planning on backing down even when it was just his family here. He rushed past his father, and used his powers in Abbadon, a scream escaping Abaddon’s lips when he felt a pain closer to his heart.

"Please stop!" Aurora yelled, her eyes watering at the sight of her brothets fighting. It made Azazel and the others wonder where exactly her loyalty lied, if it was up to them and his father isn’t here, they would leave Adrik to kill Abbadom.

"Oh! Shut up Aurora, this is fun." Ramiel shunned her, earning a glare from his twin brother for talking to her that way.

Abbadon tried to use his power on Adrik but it didn’t work this time around, and he wondered why until he felt a strong pain gushing through him and his hand fled to his chest to notice that he was bleeding.

He looked up at Adrik to see him standing infront of him, a smug look ok his face." What have you done?" He asked Adrik, while also wondering why his father hadn’t stopped Adrik just like he had tried to do so to him moments ago.

"The perks of living in the ghost world i would say," Adrik said coldly, before he bent down and finally grabbed him up by his throat. His eyes turning darker at having Abbadon where he wanted him to be. Helpless ,and at his mercy.

"Where is she?" He demanded from Abbadon, but what he didn’t see coming also from Abbadon was the upper hand he has over him, as being a demon, who was high ranked thah a Definite ghost like him.

He knocked off Rick’s hand from his throat, threatening to hit him with his hands. Adrik countered his attack until it ended with the both of them clutching at one another’s collar, their hands raised up high but it never came down and it was as a result of their father who used his powers on them.

"That’s enough both of you!!" Lucifer roared, coming closer and before the eyes of Azazel and the others who felt annoyed for their father interfering. Abbadon was the first to lay low as a form of respect for his father interfering, but his brothers weren’t having it. They thought that it’s a result of his injuries, but anyway they were glad that Adrik had taught him a lesson.

"Calm down Adrik!" Lucifer held Adrik’s hands, and his red eyes turned back to normal but his anger didn’t tone down at all.

"Where is she?"He faced him, talking to him as if he’s any normal commoner and that had his siblings looking at the both of them with horrified looks on their face.

Lucifer might be their father, but what he didn’t tolerate was disrespect. But to their utmost surprise. He did nothing to Adrik.

"Where is who? Son, what are you taking about?"Lucifer asked confused. He didn’t know what exactly he was trying to say.

"Don’t give me that innocent look, and don’t you dare try calling me your son. Where is Narika? You sent your men after her in Newyork!" Adrik spat, he definitely was not in the mood for a father and son bonding section.

The other motherfucker who he had figured out to be the other brother, who was having a hard time accepting him, also had a quizzical look on his face, just like Lucifer, as if they didn’t know what he was talking about.

As Lucifer heard his words, he was now serious as ever. His entire demeanor changing at hearing that Narika has being taken.

"I didn’t send anyone after her, Adrik. The last thing i would want is to hurt her."

Adrik scoffed at his words, "says someone who doesn’t have any humanity left in him."

"That’s enough Adrik! You don’t talk to my father that way." Dagan stepped forward, he was getting angry at the way he’s taking to their father, and that it’s envy taking control since Lucifer wasn’t punishing him for his defiance just the way he would do to them if they disrespected him.

"I would talk to him anyway i see fit, and if anyone one of you have any problem with that then you should start by bringing Narika right here this instant."Adrian challenged them.

But Lucifer wasn’t having any of his words, as he was busy trying hard not to believe that the crystal palace had taken Narika, that would only mean death to her and it wouldn’t look good for him.

"You wouldn’t be saying that if you know what she is, and why you can’t stay away from her." Abbadon teased him, after figuring out what he was still in the dark about what his responsibility was.

"Abbadon, shut up!" Lucifer scolded him, and that only made Adrik curious than ever.

"What does he mean by that?"

"He meant nothing!" Lucifer said, coming closer to him. " We need to talk." But Adrik moved away from his hold, making Azazel roll his eyes at everyone. He was fed up with what’s happening.

"I think it’s time to come clean father. Tell him what he needs to know." He urged Lucifer, who knew that he had come to an empty road and the only way out was to tell the truth.

"What have you done to her?" Adrik growled.

"Your question should be what exactly she is to you brother, I’m sure that you will love everything that happens henceforth. I must say she’s really pretty." Ramiel added, making Adrik clench his hands in anger at Ramiels statement.

He looked back at Lucifer, demanding for his answer. Until he finally gave in.

"You have a prophecy to fulfil. Narika is a witch, and you two meeting is nothing but the prophecy bringing you both together." He simply stated, not ready to actually tell him the main point in all of this, but Adrik wasn’t having it.

"And what father?" Azazel added, making Lucifer glare at him before his father connected back with Adrian’s green orbs.

"A war is coming, and to win against the heavens. The son of the cursed prince, who is the chosen one would mate with the chosen descendant of the first witch, Baram to bear me the antichrist." Lucifer said. Adrik wanted to say something but he beat him to it to declare one last statement, that made him look at him as if he had not lost his mind.

"A son. Not with Polina, but with the witch. Your mate, Narika."