This chapter contains scenes of non-consensual sex. Please if this is something that causes great offense to you do not continue reading this chapter.
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She awoke slowly, her entire body was gripped with a searing agony and a tiny moan escaped her. She forced her eyes to focus and looked around the room for her mate. She was in an unfamiliar stone room, the ground was cold and damp against her bare legs where her dress had ridden up her thighs, her wrists felt as if they were on fire and they was an aching hole in her chest. Looking down she saw long coils of thick gold chain attached to the wall, they in turn were anchored to thick cuffs around her wrists and ankles allowing her to move about the room but not to reach the door. She laughed softly and wrapping a hand around the cuff on her left wrist she attempted to rip it free, the pain intensified the minute her fingers touched the cold metal, she could not free the cuff and for the first time in her long life she felt weak. She felt helpless.
She took a moment to look around the large room. It was made entirely of grey stone, no windows and one door made from metal. If she could reach it she was sure she could easily rip through the metal. Standing on shaky legs she tried to take a step towards the door but the pain increased throughout her whole body and she collapsed back to her knees her head hanging.
She did not know how long she sat there in silence fighting back tears and praying to Lucifer that Ryan would appear. When the door finally opened her head whipped up an expectant smile on her face. The dark haired man that entered sent a sinking feeling through her.
"You knew my name." his bright blue eyes shone brightly as he stared down at her small form on the ground before him, he shut the door and leant against it with his arms folded.
"And yet you did not recognise me."
"You're an Angel?" She laughed again quietly and smirked. "An Angel brought me Chinese food. Bit of a step down from serving the One that is Good and True isn't it?" She looked back at the floor angry with herself for not realising what he was the minute she laid eyes on him. "You called yourself Aiden, what's your true name?"
"I'm rather sad you don't remember me Lilith," her eyes snapped back to his at the use of her true name. "The two of us used to be quite good friends I recall."
Tears filled her dark eyes. "Abdiel? Is it really you?" He nodded. "Then you knew me and Ryan were together? You were my friend and you didn't warn me that the Angels were coming?"
He looked almost sad as he watched her mind turn and finally she understood. "You told them. You told the Angels where we were and they took me. Then Ryan must already be dead." Her pretty face showed the exact moment that her heart ripped in two and her next words were screamed in a broken voice. "Why didn't you help me?!" She leapt to her feet and ran at him, he didn't move his face remaining impassive, the chains stopped her less than a foot from him and she grunted as her arms were wrenched back. "What did we ever do to you?" A tear fell and rolled down her soft cheek as she remembered the loss of her mate. "What did Ryan ever do to you?"
He grinned and wrapped her fingers round her delicate throat, her breathing became laboured and her eyes grew wide with panic as she realised her weakness was growing.
"What did he ever do to me?" he tightened his grip and pulled her face closer pulling on her restraints making her gasp in pain, he leant down to her small figure and spoke softly into her ear. "He stole my mate from me. And now I intend to see him suffer the same fate."
He threw her from him, she slammed into the wall her head hitting hard on the stone and she groaned in pain, she watched him leave through heavy eyes and at the sound of the slamming door she collapsed back against the stone and let the blackness take her
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"Ryan, where the fuck have you been?" The elf stared at her friend with worry etched on her pretty face. It had been a week since Lily had been taken and he had neither slept not eaten since then, instead spending all of his time either out looking or pouring over the maps of the Angels trying to find some trace of where she might have been taken.
He said nothing only looked at her with exhaustion and grief in his eyes. She took his hand and gently kissed his knuckles.
"Ryan please, rest. Aaron is still out there looking for her but while you are like this, he cannot concentrate on finding her as he is worrying about you."
He snatched his hand back. "You don't understand what this is like. When your mate dies it is like Hell, not knowing what has happened to her is like being thrown to its fucking depths." A tear rolled down her cheek and she nodded. Turning she left and he heard the front door close softly, he slumped on the sofa and his head dropped into his hands.
As the doors to the lift slid open in the lobby of his building Lucy was greeted by the haggard face of Aaron, he was almost shaking with tiredness and his eyes were glazed. She hugged his to her tightly and kissed his cheek.
"Any luck?" He shook his head against her shoulder and tightened his hold around her waist, the sweet scent of her red hair soothed him and he felt himself relax for the first time in a week.
"Nothing, I've checked every place on my Master's maps and nothing. I don't know where they've taken her and I don't know what I can do."
"Shh, it's ok. We will find her, the Angels hold some power but they know nothing of the old magic of my people." Aaron stepped back and looked at the young elf, her eyes had taken on an unearthly glow and a small smile curved her lips.
"You can find her."
"I have been trying but I didn't want to give Ryan false hope until I was sure."
Aaron tensed for a second then relaxed with a sigh. "He's asleep." Lucy took his hand and lead him from the building.
"Then you must sleep too, come on. You can stay with me, it will be helpful to have you in my work." He allowed her bundle him into her small car and as she pulled away from the curb he too slept.
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She dreamt of her childhood, although on opposite sides of the divide she and Abdiel had been friends. They had lived a happy life until his sixteenth birthday when he was called into the Holy Guard, charged with hunting and killing the Demons that had found their mates.
