Married To The Devil's Son

Heaven's heart was racing wildly as she took a step back from the devil. He stalked toward her slowly, with an evil smirk on his face. "What should I do with you now?" He said thoughtfully. 

"How about nothing?" She said, stepping further away from him, when her surroundings suddenly changed. 

Heaven found herself in an endless darkness. She couldn't tell whether it was a room or somewhere outside. Everywhere she turned was dark. She couldn't even see the ground beneath her feet. 

He was trying to scare her, and she became a little afraid. She didn't know what he planned to do with her.

"I would have done nothing if you had done nothing. But you had to be noisy." He shook his head, as if disappointed. 

"You wanted grandma all along." Heaven began. "Why did you have to do all of this to get her? You are hurting her with your actions." She couldn't understand. 

"She hurt me too." He snapped, still stalking toward her. "She is my mate. The devil's mate. I thought that I had finally found a companion like everyone else. Someone I could be myself with and share everything with. But she had a problem with me being the devil. All those years she stayed with me only because I pretended to be something else. Why? She of all people should accept me for who I am." 

Heaven saw the anger, the hurt, and hatred in his eyes. 

"No, she shouldn't. She might not have been able to control that you happened to be her mate, but she can choose not to be with you. She can choose not to accept the kind of person that you are. Everyone can choose who they want to be with or not. Did you ever think of why you got a mate?" She asked him. 

His blazing eyes looked at her questioningly. "I was given a mate as a punishment. God gave me something just to take it away in front of my eyes but I won't accept it." He said. 

Heaven shook her head at him with a smile. "Why do you always look at things so negatively? When we find a mate, we often change for the better. Did you ever think that maybe God gave you a mate to find happiness and peace and let go of the hatred that darkens your heart?"

"That is why I say it is a punishment. He gave me a mate who has morals and doesn't share my values because I have no plan to change mine." 

"Yet you want grandma to accept you for who you are. You want her to leave her morals and change her values, for you." Heaven said. 

He clenched his jaw. "Yes. That is what I want her to do." He admitted. "She might have been sent to show me the right way, but I will lead her the wrong way. And then she will lead others that way. She will then truly become the devil's mate." 

The way the look in his eyes changed made Heaven shiver.

"I will make her the mate she was supposed to be." His voice was cold and firm and his eyes fiery. 

Grandmother could have been a second chance for him to change for the better. To choose to be better and live happily. But he chose to hold on to hate. This was like a contest for him. He had to win. Turning good meant losing. It meant admitting that he was wrong. 

He stalked toward her again with the anger blazing in his eyes. "It is not too late." Heaven hurried to say to make him stop from whatever he was going to do. "Grandma still likes you, but you will never win her like this. She will never accept you as long as you behave this way." 

"She will." He said with certainty. "You don't know what time can do. After spending a few years here, she will adapt." 

Heaven found it strange that he was sharing all this information with her, but then she realized he was going to wipe her memory. Demons could erase recent memories, but the longer the memory stayed, the harder it would be to erase them. She had to do something to keep her memory for a while but she knew she had no chance. Even now, he knew what she was thinking. 

Heaven stepped away from him, but he was suddenly close to her face and he grabbed her by the hair. 

"Is there anything else you want to know before I clear your head?" He asked. 

"Have you ever loved grandma?" She asked. 

He frowned. "I love her, still." He said. 

"Strange. Nothing you say or do shows that you love her." 

"You don't know how I feel."

"I don't, but I am not judging your feelings. You might feel love for grandma but do you love her? Because love is not just a feeling. It is an action, an expression, a choice. Love is many things combined." She explained. 

She was talking fast, hoping anything she was saying would have an affect. "Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be with grandma and all of us in the real world? Leave all this behind. No more having to chase humans and mislead them and just live your life the way you want to." 

He looked at her for a long moment. "Don't make the same mistake as your grandmother. I find happiness in this." He said and then she couldn't explain what happened. 

Suddenly she was standing in the hall all alone. She was confused for a moment, and then she tried to recall where she was going. Yes, she was going to her room. 

On her way back, she felt strange. She couldn't tell what it was exactly, but it was almost as if something was missing. Did she forget to do something? 

Heaven remembered her grandma. She was probably still with Nyle, so Heaven thought of what to do with her time. It felt like she had planned something but somehow forgot about it. 

Going back to the garden, she sat on a bench. Even though she had done nothing, she felt tired. Her eyelids felt heavy, making it hard to think. Maybe the exhaustion of everything she went through was catching up to her. 

"Heaven." 

A familiar voice called her name, and Heaven looked up. Her eyes met a pair of crystal blue eyes that looked back at her with concern. Heaven had grown up seeing those eyes, but this time they looked a little different. In the blue of his eyes there were freckles of gold. 

How strange. 

And his hair was longer than usual, his skin fairer, and there was something different about his aura. Was this really him?

"Zarin?"