DARE THE DEVIL

Ambush

“You mean my son is a prince in your world?” Flossie shook her head at that thought. Chagrin ran through her and her eyes remained wide with disbelief.

“He is the one to rule us all.” Aziza patiently explained. She didn’t know why she was being so patient with her, but again, it was because of Damon of course. For a moment, she went quiet and simply gaped at nothing while wheels ran in her head. He was a prince, and his kind was being killed, that was why he was hidden with them all this while. He was not just a demon, but a prince and a supposed king, yet they had kept him away from all this, they kept him away from his birthright. And now, he was back there, in a place where he knew nothing about his purpose, life or beginning, he understood nothing and it was all because of them.

“That man had been the one to bring Damon here, when he was just an infant.” Her words came almost like she was talking to herself. A frown fell on Aziza’s face for a while, then realisation dawned on her as her eyes widened and her pets sighed in relief.

It all suddenly made sense to both women. Flossie finally understood why he was handed over to them. And yes, he had come as a blessing and a light to her, but he was not supposed to be there in the first place and had simply returned to where he was supposed to be. And Aziza finally had a clue of where he might have been all this while.

“Oh my God!” Flossie suddenly exclaimed as a wave of relief and happiness flooded her. At least he was not dead, at least he was not taken for an evil purpose. The peace that came with the piece of information she just got overwhelmed her. Damon was not kidnapped, he was not killed yet, he simply returned to his home where he was supposed to rule. That was why that strange man had promised that he would come back for him. He was an important individual and in order to protect him, he had brought him to the human world.

“Oh my!” she exclaimed again, placing her hand on her chest as tears of relief flooded her. This time, Aziza could not keep still.

“What is going on?”

“That man…” Flossie wiped her tears and turned to her.

“He was the one to bring Damon to us when he was an infant. He promised that he would come back for him when the time was right and on that day….”

“He had suddenly showed up just as he had come years ago and simply thanked us.”

“The thought of not having my son had scared me for years that when he came, it was expected, yet heartbreaking.”

“And because of your reputation, you had simply kept it away from the only person that could help.” Aziza growled fiercely, seeing all reason to be angry with the Roxwells. It turned out that they knew where Damon was and if they had said something earlier, she would have known where to search and where to go.

“You are neither a person to trust. Not with the way you tore my family apart….”

“It would have been less threatening if you had told him the truth yourself…”

“And I kept him safe, for a decade and more and more…”

“I now see why that was definitely a mistake from us.” Flossie sighed and wiped her tears. For over three months, she had felt like she was carrying the world, she felt like she had not been living or breathing. It was the first time in a long time that she had finally felt life. She knew for sure that her son was safe.

“You protected him because he was a prince,” she said rather than ask. Aziza lowered her gaze immediately and pain and sorrow slammed her. she questioned herself, was that really the reason she did that all this while? Maybe it was, but it wasn’t entirely.

“And because you are his mate…” she added with a smile caressing her lips. Aziza snapped her gaze to her with wide eyes and found the other smiling broadly.

“My son was so crazy about you and I now know why.” She was finally understanding what was happening. What they meant to each other and with all the realisation, she knew the mistake they had made in how they had handled things.

“You are my son’s mate and greatest ally. I have no right to ask you this, but please….”

“Look after him. We know now that he can’t be here, if a Velaryon had brought him here to keep him safe and taken him back. Please keep him safe. He doesn’t know anything concerning your world or being a prince or king. And there might still be people out there who want to wipe the royal family out.” She pleaded, meaning every word of it. Her sincerity and wishes could be felt from the way she sounded like she would willingly sacrifice everything for her son. Aziza shut her eyes, taking her pleas as the fire she needed to burn the urge to get to Damon faster. Of course, she was going to keep him safe. Now that she knew exactly where he was. Of course, she would do everything, everything to keep him safe. The relief that followed the revelation she just had pulled at her heart and the mate bond. Even her pets were dancing from within and a smile crazed her lips. Her Damon was safe and in the supernatural world. She didn’t have to search aimlessly anymore, neither did she have to move without any sort of direction. It was all there now. And soon enough she would get to him.

Ecstasy flooded through her heart and flowed like the mate bond within. It flooded so fast and carried with it the love that had been rooted deep within her soul. Memories of her beloved flooded her mind, ranging from the very last kiss, to the way her body melted into his a night before he was taken. The promises he had made to her and all the time of her life that ever mattered. All the time with him. It flooded so quickly, bringing with it a surreal feeling while something magical floated in the air, an energy that danced like the sparks his touch would give. Her mate. Aziza breathed in, taking the new life and magic that had been given to her, then she breathed out and turned to Flossie with grateful eyes.

A frown appeared on her face when she met Flossie’s shocked and wide eyes. She had not been so shocked when she came in.

“What is happening guys?” she asked her pets.

“You did that magic thing again…” Nyx replied smugly. It was truly nice to feel and be part of such a powerful person.

“What thing?” Aziza’s frown deepened.

“Can’t you feel it in the air. That beautiful spark and energy…”

“Did I freeze her to her spot?” she interrupted. She knew she could do magic but it had only happened once and Russel has warned her to be careful with it. Nisha chuckled and the sound of it was so squeaky and loud, it was slightly annoying.

“No…you didn’t.”

“She is still breathing,”

“Oh, okay. That’s a relief. Damon might kill me if I do that.”

“You met Damon earlier?” Flossie broke the silence and softened her gaze.

“Oh!” Aziza’s jaw dropped, realising what she had done. It was the second time in a roll she was showing her own memories to those around her. Magic had not been her thing and ever since it surfaced, she had not paid attention to it.

“We had truly made a mistake…” Flossie smiled broadly. To think they had wanted her dead. If she died, her son would suffer. And if her son was to be king, he needed someone strong by his side and she was exactly that. How foolish could they have been to have fought against his happiness? Her smile dropped and regret filled her heart.

“You sure did…” Aziza didn’t bother coaxing her up. Nyx winced at her harsh words and Chandra scoffed.

Just as she thought that there was nothing more to talk about. She got up deciding that it was time to leave, since she had to figure out how to get to the supernatural world. Just then, the sound of cars rode into the compound. She had heard them coming for sometime now and had believed it was Ethan Roxwell.

“I think my husband is back...” Flossie got up from where she sat and turned to the door, confirming her thought.

“And I thought he was having a shower?” Aziza could not help it. Flossie froze immediately and her neck and cheek turned pink.

“Well…” she straightened up nonetheless and started to open the door like she had not just lied. She was in an ecstatic mood and would want to tell her husband what was going on as soon as possible.

“Hon…...” someone pulled her the moment she got to the door. Aziza ran to the door immediately but stopped when she saw the guards all holding all sorts of weapons against her. Ethan had truly been the one coming and he was surrounded by a lot of those guards.

“Honey…” Flossie entered the moment he took her hand and pulled her closer while the guards acted like a shield keeping them safe.

“What are you doing?” she was rather confused. But he said nothing and maintained his gaze on Aziza who simply glared at him. The hairs on the back of her neck were standing now and she was beginning to get hungry for blood with the rage she was suddenly feeling. Ethan said nothing and pulled Flossie along till he pulled her into the car and shut the door. Guards surrounded the car and cars rushing in from a distance slowly entered Aziza’s ears.

Something was wrong and the hostile gaze the guards gave to her was beginning to show it. It was nothing like the scared, reluctant gaze. It was different like they knew what they wanted, what they were supposed to do and they were going to do it. The cars from a distance came in faster and feet hitting harshly against the ground followed. The ground shook with the thundering footsteps and her ears perked at every crack that followed. It was all wrong.

“Aziza….” Nisha called out in warning, readying herself.

“I hear them…” She responded, feeling like she had people to fight with her for a change. It felt good to have her pets talking. It was less lonely. Especially in times like that.

The cars came to a screeching stop and the footsteps increased and sped up. Her eyes scanned the men in front of her as she took in their hostile fronts. Then she turned to her gate and watched with her gaze as men stepped into a fight they would definitely not win with all sorts of weapons. They were not the cops. Definitely not, the cops were too noisy. It had to be….

Her thoughts went mute when her eyes fell on very familiar glistening blue eyes with brown hair readying his arrow as he matched forward.

“Hunters….” She gasped and turned to the guards around her. Of course, they were not guards. They were hunters.