hand on my swollen belly.
Keilyn moved inside of me. Deveraux’s eyes went back to normal. He sighed and dropped to his knees in front of me and kissed my belly. I looked down at him and smiled.
“I never would have survived all of this if she hadn’t saved me. If you hadn’t been so diligent in protecting me. If the angels and devils hadn’t worked together. I never thought I would be able to thank you for everything you’ve done for me, but now I can. I can give you a child.” I took a deep breath. “I need you to forgive Arissa. I’ve forgiven Isaiah already, but I need you to show the same compassion. Keilyn loves her. I can feel it. For our daughter, let Arissa live.”
“Our daughter,” he repeated in a distant voice.
Dev got to his feet and looked down at me, nodding.
“Because my bride and child have asked this of me, I will let her live. But I want the devil who has betrayed us dead.”
“Lucy?”
I heard Isaiah’s voice from above us.
“I can’t fly us up. My wings... they’re not as strong as they should be yet.”
Dev opened his mouth to say something when suddenly my body began to shake. My eyes opened wide and I stood straight up on my tip toes. Something odd was happening and I didn’t know what it was. He reached for me and was thrown back by a shock of electricity. I watched him shield his eyes as that same bright light that had engulfed him, Keilyn, and I surrounded me. I heard the sounds of the wings as they fell off of me and I heard the ripping sounds of flesh as new wings grew in their place. I was momentarily lifted off the ground and then the light disappeared. Deveraux put his hands down and looked at me with shock on his face.
“Lucy, you ... have new wings. And they’re white... but,” his voice trailed off.
“But what?”
I looked behind me and I saw that these were not the angelic feather wings that I was used too. These were sharp pointed and bony. They were webbed skin and they were the color of snow, only ... they were demon wings. They were the wings of the true enemy.
“She’s trying to help,” he started, “but she made the only wings she knew how. Oh my God,” he said suddenly covering his mouth with his hands.
“What?” I asked wearily.
“Your skin,” he said softly.
I looked down at my arms expecting to see them completely burned beyond recognition, but instead I watched as a black vine pattern began to weave its way from my fingertips all the way up my arms and I felt the ticklish sensation of the pattern continue to weave its way down my back all the way down to my feet. The feeling stopped once they reached my toes.
Keilyn was trying to protect me but she didn’t realize that she had made me to look like a monster. I could only hope that the wings and the patterns were temporary.
Deveraux slowly got off the ground and approached me cautiously.
“Your eyes... they’re ... amethyst. You’re absolutely breathtaking,” he whispered taking my face into his hands.
“This isn’t me though,” I responded my voice cracking.
“I know my beloved Lucy,” he said. “But I’ve never seen anything as beautiful in the Below that has looked like this. I could keep you in either form forever and would never love you less or more because of it.”
Suddenly I felt a pain in my back.
Keilyn wasn’t done with me yet. The webbing on my back started to spread slowly and the wings became more rounded out.
“Ugh,” I fell against Deveraux in slight pain as he steadied me.
“Oh Kei,” he said with a soft chuckle.
I closed my eyes and grit my teeth as the pain briefly increased, then disappeared as quickly as it was upon me.
“Spread your wings, Lucy,” he said gently.
“Why?”
“I want you to see what our daughter has done.”
Obediently I spread my wings. I pulled away from Deveraux and lifted them up so that I could see. These new wings. They were mine. She gave me my wings back. Even though they were black, they were still angel
Keilyn moved inside of me. Deveraux’s eyes went back to normal. He sighed and dropped to his knees in front of me and kissed my belly. I looked down at him and smiled.
“I never would have survived all of this if she hadn’t saved me. If you hadn’t been so diligent in protecting me. If the angels and devils hadn’t worked together. I never thought I would be able to thank you for everything you’ve done for me, but now I can. I can give you a child.” I took a deep breath. “I need you to forgive Arissa. I’ve forgiven Isaiah already, but I need you to show the same compassion. Keilyn loves her. I can feel it. For our daughter, let Arissa live.”
“Our daughter,” he repeated in a distant voice.
Dev got to his feet and looked down at me, nodding.
“Because my bride and child have asked this of me, I will let her live. But I want the devil who has betrayed us dead.”
“Lucy?”
I heard Isaiah’s voice from above us.
“I can’t fly us up. My wings... they’re not as strong as they should be yet.”
Dev opened his mouth to say something when suddenly my body began to shake. My eyes opened wide and I stood straight up on my tip toes. Something odd was happening and I didn’t know what it was. He reached for me and was thrown back by a shock of electricity. I watched him shield his eyes as that same bright light that had engulfed him, Keilyn, and I surrounded me. I heard the sounds of the wings as they fell off of me and I heard the ripping sounds of flesh as new wings grew in their place. I was momentarily lifted off the ground and then the light disappeared. Deveraux put his hands down and looked at me with shock on his face.
“Lucy, you ... have new wings. And they’re white... but,” his voice trailed off.
“But what?”
I looked behind me and I saw that these were not the angelic feather wings that I was used too. These were sharp pointed and bony. They were webbed skin and they were the color of snow, only ... they were demon wings. They were the wings of the true enemy.
“She’s trying to help,” he started, “but she made the only wings she knew how. Oh my God,” he said suddenly covering his mouth with his hands.
“What?” I asked wearily.
“Your skin,” he said softly.
I looked down at my arms expecting to see them completely burned beyond recognition, but instead I watched as a black vine pattern began to weave its way from my fingertips all the way up my arms and I felt the ticklish sensation of the pattern continue to weave its way down my back all the way down to my feet. The feeling stopped once they reached my toes.
Keilyn was trying to protect me but she didn’t realize that she had made me to look like a monster. I could only hope that the wings and the patterns were temporary.
Deveraux slowly got off the ground and approached me cautiously.
“Your eyes... they’re ... amethyst. You’re absolutely breathtaking,” he whispered taking my face into his hands.
“This isn’t me though,” I responded my voice cracking.
“I know my beloved Lucy,” he said. “But I’ve never seen anything as beautiful in the Below that has looked like this. I could keep you in either form forever and would never love you less or more because of it.”
Suddenly I felt a pain in my back.
Keilyn wasn’t done with me yet. The webbing on my back started to spread slowly and the wings became more rounded out.
“Ugh,” I fell against Deveraux in slight pain as he steadied me.
“Oh Kei,” he said with a soft chuckle.
I closed my eyes and grit my teeth as the pain briefly increased, then disappeared as quickly as it was upon me.
“Spread your wings, Lucy,” he said gently.
“Why?”
“I want you to see what our daughter has done.”
Obediently I spread my wings. I pulled away from Deveraux and lifted them up so that I could see. These new wings. They were mine. She gave me my wings back. Even though they were black, they were still angel
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