Chapter 3: Exposures

Cain:

It’s her. After thousands of years of searching, I’ve finally found her. When the Pantheon charged me with capturing the elusive queen of darkness in exchange for my redemption, I took the task without any qualms. If I would have known that my task would take so long, I’d have probably told Ma’at to sod off, but I didn’t.

Lilith has been a thorn in my side since day one, and it has yet to get easier. After I searched for her in California, she disappeared again, and it took me months to find her in Paris. Now that I’ve found her, I have no plans of letting her escape. Lilith’s time of reckoning has finally arrived.

Jaw tight, I observe intently as she traverses through the café. I must admit that she’s not what I expected. Rather than finding a demonic creature with black claws, soulless eyes and sharp fangs that can tear through living beings like butter, I find myself looking at one of the most beautiful females I have ever seen. She’s quite stunning with her long ebony hair, eyes the color of the ocean, porcelain skin and curvy frame.

My body awakens with a roar when she bends down to set a glass on the table, putting her firm arse on display.

My cock throbs, and the incubus demon inside of me ache for a taste of her sweet skin.

As the female sitting next to me blathers on, I casually adjust my growing bulge and continue to observe one of the most powerful beings in existence serve drinks to a group of drunken businessmen.

My mind whirls with suspicion at her motives for working in such a mundane position when she holds the infinite power of the Tenebrous. It just makes no sense. It’s a known fact that Lilith drained the darkness from the Tenebrous until she was filled with enough power to create the Nether. It’s written in all of the Divinity’s scriptures, and there’s no way that the Divinity would send me after her if they didn’t have proof.

For centuries I tracked her until I found access to the Nether. It was not an easy task, considering the Nether is in an alternate dimension. I was ready to infiltrate the world and reap the Divinity’s wrath on her when suddenly the world began to crumble. It was almost apocalyptic how the world was there one moment and brought down by a blaze of glory the next. Lilith’s essence vanished after that, making it impossible for me to track her. When I reported her possible demise to the Pantheon’s and demanded my redemption, the Pantheon declined my request, asserting that she was still alive.

Unfortunately, I spent many millennia searching for her without any success. That is until I began to feel her essence months ago. It was so abrupt that I almost didn’t believe what I was feeling. When I eventually tracked her to this café, I was shocked to see that she no longer radiated with the Tenebrous’ power, which is really bad if the Tenebrous has no host to harness it. I have traced her movements for months, searching for any signs of the Tenebrous, but I have yet to see where she hid it.

Unfortunately, I cannot bring Lilith into the Pantheon for sentencing until I attain the Tenebrous. The Pantheon is unyielding in their command to acquire the stolen powers.

One thing that puzzled me about Lilith is that she’d flash to California every day without fail and follow a dark-haired male. It took me some time, but I eventually discovered that the male is her and Lucifer’s progeny. At the discovery, an unexplainably dark emotion welled up inside me, but I quickly tamped it down when I saw that she lived alone.

It also helps that I’ve never seen her with Lucifer or any other male. Other than working at the Cafe, Lilith spends most of her time in solitude. Closing my eyes, I try not to think about all of the evenings I’ve spent spying on her. Tonight was the first time that I’ve revealed my presence to her. It was almost a compulsion that forced me to walk into the café.

As the evening continues and my arousal grows, I consider taking the human female back to my room so I can fuck this growing need for Lilith out of my mind. However, when I look at the female, my desire instantly wanes. It’s not the first time that I’ve used a female to sate my needs. However, now that I’ve laid eyes on Lilith, she is all that I want. What a bloody disaster that would be.

Seeing that I am no closer to finding the Tenebrous tonight and have no desire to relieve my need with the human female, I make my excuses and prepare to leave.

“Mais pourquoi faut-il y aller?” But why do you have to go? the busty redhead beside me asks with a whiny pout.

Feeling irritated by the whole situation, I rudely reply, “I’m just not interested, luv.”

Her eyes darken with anger as she prepares to give me a blistering rejoinder. Unfortunately, I do not sodding care, so I turn my back to her and walk out of the door. However, before I do, I give Lilith one final look. My heart flutters wildly inside of my chest when I see that she’s also looking at me. Strike that, she’s glaring at me like she’d like to skewer me, which surprisingly enough arouses me further. To my consternation, she remains unaffected by me.

Considering how I look, I have no delusions about how I affect women. It also doesn’t help that I hold the essence of an incubus inside of me, and because of that, women are drawn to me. Thankfully, I don’t hold the full effect on an incubus, so I don’t have to worry about my sexual encounters haunting me because they are addicted, and I don’t need sex to survive. I only hold enough incubus essence to lure my prey. I also hold the essence of fury, a Fenrir, and a dragon.

Even before I was imbued with my Divinity guard abilities, I was always the center of women’s attention. To my father and brother’s dismay, not even my mother could resist treating me like I was heaven-sent. It probably explains why I’m now the Divinity Pantheon’s bitch. But now, my chance for redemption is here, and I will not let my arrogance lead me again. It’s time to stop watching and put the wheels in motion for Lilith’s capture. I will find the Tenebrous and deliver Lilith to the Pantheon, and there’s nothing that’s going to stand in my way. Not even my unruly desire for the enticing witch.