chapter 64

Chapter 47

Leviathan’s POV

I should’ve seen it. I should’ve fucking seen the signs.

I can’t believe it. I have been blind all these time and so is Beelzebub. We didn’t know until it was totally confirmed by the chaos with the sudden rift in the balance. Fates had been toying with me and my husband.

Yes. Husband.

Beelzebub is my husband and Crocell… or who we know as Trent Easton, this lifetime’s reincarnation of Crocell is our son and as of now, he doesn’t know anything yet. He’s as blind as a bat with the truth.

He’s my son and I love him just how a parent should. And it hurts me seeing him in every lifetime, dying of a broken heart after his beloved depart. It hurts me seeing him happy for a short while and I always run into him no matter what, me and Beel will always seek his soul as bonded to our and it hurts me so much cause I have witnessed his every lifetime.

A mother will feel twice the pain seeing them broken.

Flashback…

“My love… I don’t know how this happened—I’m sorry. I will keep this a secret I-I promise no one will know, please… I’ll go! You won’t even see me here just… please, let me keep my baby.” A sob was dragged from my throat as Beelzebub looked at me with wide unbelieving eyes.

I don’t know what happened nor I have I expected this impossible thing to occur—especially to a fallen like me and a male one at that.

I am pregnant. And yes, with one of the highest ranking demons in hell.

Am I scared? I am frightened shitless—I love the Beelzebub but I also see him do stuff that made me question his sanity. He kills without remorse. He doesn’t show weakness and he stands his ground. His beliefs and resolves are that of steel, I know that very well—I am his mate, his lover and his confidant and I am afraid his love wouldn’t be enough to save me and his child from his wrath.

“Please, Lord Beelzebub… I won’t, I won’t even—“ I coughed, short of breath and from the sudden bout of dizziness I felt. It was supposed to be a good news for a couple that they are expecting…I am happy but I don’t know about my husband, he’s… unpredictable.

I felt his warm hands on my shoulder and a few moments later he’s scooping my tired body into his arms, taking steady steps and going straight to our en suite bathroom where I vomited again from the morning sickness and from crying.

“Here.” Beelzebub lifted my face, wiping my chin with a damp towel and my tear stricken cheeks. I was shaking as he held a glass of water to my mouth for me to drink. “Drink up and calm down.”

I did as told and slowly took sip after sip of the cold water.

“You… you don’t trust me.” Beel said and I pursed my lips to stop myself from crying yet again. “You let your fear of me get to your head. You… I love you with my entire being Lev and a baby wouldn’t change that. In fact… I… I have been wanting to see a miniature version of use running around here.” He said and lifted my face. “How long have you known about this?” He asked and placed a hand on my stomach.

“T-three months.”

“Three months for goodness sake! You we’re travelling and warping in and out of hell without thinking about the baby!” Beel angrily looked at me and I swear, I wanted to cry in joy instead seeing him fuss over the baby’s safety.

“He’s alright, Beel—I…I’m glad you’re okay with it.” I said and basically planted myself in his lap, hugged him with a smile and kissed his cheeks over and over.

“We’ll have a kid—ah, I’m excited.”

“Me too… me too.”

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Needless to say, my Crocell grew up to be a very lovely boy and Beelzebub spent all his time grooming our little prince as we finally merged our territories. I may not have a large area to govern compared to Beelzebub but it is still enormous. We are blessed by the cosmos—our marriage, everything. We had a great territory and citizen plus we have our miracle, Crocell, the first ever demon to be conceived by both people who had fallen from graces. He was the proof of our love and he is also the cosmos’ physical from of darkness and night—not necessarily evil but he’s the literal darkness that comes every night.

All was well… nothing was going wrong and Crocell grew up as a cheerful and dignified young man who is very close to his father. He was also my baby and he seeks comfort from me especially on times where his father was harsh with training.

Our family is perfect.

Or so it was until he met this certain angel that changed his life.

“Are you alright? That was quite a big rift.” Beel wrapped his arms around me as he placed a kiss on my temple. I nodded and turned around hugged him, placing a soft kiss on his chest where his heart lies.

“I am… our son is probably not. I don’t know Beel—sometimes I just want the cosmos to stop this and take the kid’s souls back into the void if it’s going to be like this every time. I hate this so much. Both Lux and Crocell is hurting. I am hurting."

“This isn’t something we can decide for ourselves my love, I am looking… I still am looking for the curse.” He said and smiled sadly at me—it just means it’s a fail yet again. We still have no clue of what the main reason of activating the curse and we still haven’t found a way to undo it and I’m about to ruin my husband’s mood by what I currently know.

“Well Love, our time is up. I messed up.” I said and took a step back. “We worked so hard to try look for his childhood friend ‘cause we thought he was Trent’s soul mate and Lux’s reincarnation… but turns out we we’re probably wrong.” I looked down my foot and shook my head as my head numbs.

“You don’t tell me—“

“Yes. The curse is probably gonna activate soon… I have glued all the pieces. He already found him.” I looked straight into Beelzebub’s eyes who grew a fraction wider.

“Yes. It’s his house mate. Ashley.”