Chapter 15

*Daeva's POV*

I heard that the war made it to the 3rd circle but I wasn’t about to go and check it out after my experience with its prince. I just shook my head at him. “The war didn’t actually make it to the third circle. It was my demon that destroyed it.

I knew you weren’t there when you were taken but I needed a release. I was so fucking angry that I could do nothing to save you. I felt powerless, I had no control. I had my orders and for the first time I did not agree. One of my own was hurting and I lost myself. I went down to hell and my demon destroyed it. As well anyone or anything that got in his way. I suppose now I know why I lost control so intensely.

The fates pull was strong without me knowing it. Back then, I just thought that my demon was too much to control. I have thought that for centuries now. By the second day I was working on half of my power but still destroying everything. When Lucifer told me that you escaped he thought it was in both of our best interests to send me away. I knew it was my demon's fault. He was afraid I would hurt you or turn and cause more destruction on earth.

So I was sent to the front lines to destroy the angels that took you. Every part of me is afraid of not being able to regain control. Even my demon worries. What if I hurt you?” I held back a laugh, but he did destroy an entire circle so I feel like it would be a fair fight. “I like control and order in most aspects of my life, but my demon loves control. No surprises, and order. I can let that side lead in controlled instances, but tonight I was fighting too hard to pull back. I can’t put you in danger. Especially not by my own hands.” I rolled my eyes at that and saw him clench his jaw. “That is utter horse shit”

*Devlands POV*

She called me ‘love’. Again! She also said my concerns were ‘utter horse shit’ though, so I was conflicted. I looked at her in shock. “That’s not healthy. Not only that, but you’re cutting off half of your power because you’re afraid of something that has happened once in over 2,000 years. The only reason I have lived this long is letting BOTH sides of me lead, both sides make decisions and both sides fight.

Also, the idea that you’ll hurt me? Please. You were struggling to control me and I was asleep.” She was giving me another lecture but I was too enthralled in the swirl of her eyes to be angry. “You can’t just stuff down half of your personality and expect it to not come back and bite you in the ass. If you let it out more, you would have more control over it, not less. Did you ever think that burying part of yourself in a corner would make that part of you not want to go back to the corner? Besides, I was having fun!” She ended with another pout and it was adorable.

She racked her hand over her face. “You need to give both sides of yourself room to make decisions. The only way this is going to work is if I am not the only one giving. I have already done more sharing then I have ever. So, I will make you a deal.”

Her control is astounding. Her eyes are swirling but it looks like she already has multiple plans forming in her head, ready for anything. My Dio della guerra. “You will sleep with me. I will not kick you out, and I will most likely try to kill you again.” My face lit up though, she knew how badly I wanted to be around her. I also knew how wary she was of letting me comfort her. “But” she continued with a finger poking my chest “you will let your demon lead more and agree to stop bottling it up so much.

Take time to build a system that works for you but you need to start using all of yourself or you will be a liability if a war does ignite.” She said the last part as a fact, not an opinion. Considering she is a god of war, I knew she was probably right. I sat and thought about it for a moment. I did tell our group that I would learn from her. “Deal” I replied. Her face lit up and returned to my favorite shade of green. “So is it children for dinner or shall we go downstairs?” I said trying to lighten the mood before giving her another gentle kiss. “I told you, children are off the menu for me now. But my staff does make a mean burger,” She said, grinning up at me.

We made our way back downstairs to eat. We still had a few hours before the rest of our group arrived so we went to eat her chef’s famous burger. It was spectacular. I focused on trying to loosen the reins on my demon, starting with just giving him space in my thoughts.

It was very distracting though. Every time she mouthed off or rolled her eyes, which was often, thoughts would flood my mind about tying her up and spanking her. After her staring at me while licking the ketchup off her fingers I thought, maybe I just won’t let her cum until I say so. I laughed at that thought but the determination in her eyes stopped me in my tracks. My angel loved sex in all forms, but my demon wanted to possess her fully. This is going to be a long night if I can’t keep control of my libido, let alone my demon.

After a perfect meal, we made our way to Daeva's private section to meet the others. We were still early so I wasn’t expecting anyone to be there yet, I was hoping to tease her in her booth before anyone got here but Than was already ordering bottles at the bar. Damn. He smiled at Daeva a little too sweetly and they shook hands. She definately isn't a hugger. Than and I did business together often, as souls in question were sent to me and he was head of the Reapers, but we hardly spoke of much else. When Daeva was captured, or at least when we were made aware, Than was already looking for her before he was literally dragged back.

I felt jealousy creeping from all sides as I watched her laugh with him. I knew, if nothing else, he would follow her anywhere, with any order, that at least was comforting. He was one of the few to see her wings before they were healed. I am certain that I would have destroyed the earth seeing that. I was trying to get out of my head when Daeva hooked her foot around mine under the table. My demon, Angel and dick stood to attention. She looked up at me and gave me a sly wink and I immediately relaxed. Thoughts started being thrown around by both sides of myself about what I’m going to do with her perfect body later.

After what felt like ages, the rest of the 7 arrived. Acheros and Ziggy were inseparable, I’ll have to remember to ask Daeva about that later. I thought that they were fated, but they didn’t seem to be accepting it. Sounds familiar. Once we had all said our hellos and Daeva put down a bottle of Pisco we started discussing plans. Acheros and Ziggy were headed to the west coast of America to check in on military bases both human and supernatural to see if there is any news worthwhile.

Volkan is going to London, there is an underground network there of demons and angels that toe the line to breaking our rules but never quite cross them that we know of. Than is headed to hell. He is going to discuss with the queen if there is even another way to start another apocalypse and if so, how. Aella is going to the deserts to check the tombs and human history for information just in case hell doesn’t pan out. Daeva and I were going to Russia. We heard of some human fights breaking out and wanted to make sure there were no extra forces at work. We were all leaving at different times this week but Daeva and I were leaving last.

Business wound down at long last and Daeva signaled that it was safe for the others to come back. She ordered more bottles for the table and started on her 6th. I was on my 5th bottle of whiskey just trying to keep up. “So” Roo piped up wearing a goofy smirk that I knew was about to be trouble “you never told us who won the fight last night.” She rolled her eyes at him. “You should know better than to have to ask, Roo, you know the answer.

Oh and how has your room been? Did you see the gift I got you yet?” She shot back. Acheros’ eyes widened and his face turned red. “Yeah um. Thanks.” He said meekly, putting down half of his bottle at once. Ziggy was the same shade of red but glaring daggers at Daeva. Oh, she’s good. I was still focusing on her first answer, though. “Hang on, I took you down.” I said, no longer able to hold in my laugh.

All of their eyes widened. I’m the biggest one here, that should be at least a little less surprising. “You took me down, FIRST. I still finished on top.” She said, turning to me daring me to question her. Part of me wanted to put her over the table but the other part was remembering how she did, literally come on top of me. “I would like to call it a draw. I contest we were on top equally” I said, pushing my luck. “Unless you want a rematch?” I said, raising my eyebrow at her. Her eyes were the deepest red now. “Well ‘I contest'’” she said in a bad French accent mimicking my own “that a rematch will be in order. When…” she stopped me from standing ready for another round “when there is less forest to damage.” I laughed along with the rest of them and shook her hand.

We sat for another hour talking and laughing at stories of their past. Daeva criss-crossed her legs in the booth at some point letting her knee rest on my thigh. I wanted nothing more than to take her right here and let them all watch but she really doesn’t like touching in public, and still doesn’t want the others to know. But no one could see us, so I took the opportunity to run my hand up her leg squeezing hard when I got to her hip, her eyes flashed red for an instant. Finally, after what felt like ages we were left alone with Than. He checked his phone and grinned. “Oh so that redhead is fun, huh?”

Daeva said, shooting him a knowing smile. “Gotta go princess, I need dessert.” He grabbed her shoulder in a squeeze, nodded at me and raced off towards the stairs again. I let out another rumbling laugh, turning her eyes gold again. Her demon is absolutely adorable. It felt like their roles were reversed. Her demon side seemed to like when I laughed, and her angel side liked when I was possessive and controlling. “So my love, am I bending you over this table or are we headed upstairs?” Her face turned red and nearly matched her eyes. She turned to grin at me, “what does your demon want?

Doesn’t it want to come out and play?” She pouted. She was playing with fire but I was going to give her what she wants. “Well” I said, having to clear my throat. She smiled triumphantly. “I’ve been giving it more room in my head and both sides actually agree this time.” She smiled again, looking like she was about to say “I told you so” but didn’t want to ruin the fun. “But for what I decided, we’ll have to go upstairs.”