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Chapter 10 - Mates

"Something unbelievable just happened!" Mikael said the moment he stepped into Ishmael's room.

"I thought you'd be spending the night at the brothel... That's not important, something also happened to me." 

"I found my mate!" They said in unison.

"You found your mate?" They pointed fingers at each other.

"I think I'll need a drink for this one." Mikael grabbed a glass of booze and took his seat next to Ishmael.

"You've had enough booze for tonight." Ishmael snatched the glass from Mikael. "So who's going first?"

"You start, your situation is way dire than mine," Mikael replied.

"Okay... I was heading to the room at the brothel when-"

"Oooh? I thought you weren't going to be with any girl tonight? After all your preachings on change... you couldn't resist the desires of the flesh, could you?" Mikael smirked at a now frowning Ishmael.

"Shut up!" Ishmael snapped. "As I was saying. I was heading to the rooms when my demon started coming out, I couldn't control my transformation. Then, I heard a girl call for help and her voice sounded so familiar so I ran to the room she was in and my demon immediately recognized her as my mate. She was nearly getting molested so I had to save her-"

"She wasn't touched right?" Mikael hurriedly asked. Demons were very particular and possessive when it came to their mates.

"No, I don't think so. I managed to stop the guy."

"This is news! I thought you'd never be able to find your mate."

"I thought so too. This encounter was unexpected." Ishmael stared into the distance, remembering how much he searched for his mate for years on end but to no avail. "Enough about me. How did you meet your mate."

Mikael frowned and took the glass from the table, drinking all its contents. He couldn't explain it while sober. "She was the mistress I ordered."

"What!"

"At the time, I was too drunk to notice she was my mate and my demon wasn't active so I- I started touching her and kissing her. I wasn't in my right frame of mind but the moment she begged me to stop and started crying, my demon was awakened and I started transforming... She looked at me with pure fear in her eyes Ishmael. I nearly hurt her, I nearly raped my mate... What if- what if she hates me now?" Mikael's voice broke as he spoke. He was mad at himself for what he almost did to his mate.

"It will take some time but I'm sure you'll be able to gain her trust again... She won't hate you. How could you let the booze take over you to the point where you lost touch with your demon?"

"I know, I know, I was too reckless." Mikael dejectedly slumped on the chair.

"I saved my mate from her attacker, while you... you were your mate's attacker."

"I hate myself right now." Mikael pulled his hair frustratedly. "Which reminds me, why did you send for my mate?" 

"Your mate?" Ishmael raised an eyebrow. "I only sent for my mate's friend, Elvina-"

"They're friends!" They said in unison once again.

Mikael sat up straight as if getting the hope to live once more. "This is good! Since they're friends, maybe you can get your mate to smooth things over and make sure my mate doesn't hate me."

"NO!" Ishmael refused immediately. "Don't use my mate to solve the problem you created. Do it yourself." He didn't even bat an eyelid at the pleading Mikael.

Just then, a knock interrupted their conversation.

"Get in," Ishmael said.

A guard appeared and bowed to the two. "Your Highness, My Lord... The package has arrived, your Highness."

Ishmael's face turned dark on hearing his words. "Okay, you can leave now."

"What package is he talking about?" Mikael asked.

"The bastard who tried to harm my mate. I'll make sure to make him pay." 

Mikale could hear the evident thirst for blood in Ishamel's voice. Demons don't joke around with those who harmed their mates. "I'll go with you... maybe you should punish me too for nearly harming my mate." He was back to his self-hatred stunt.

"I definitely will."

The two teleported to the dungeon where the man was already tied up in chains.

"Wh- what are you, people?" The man cried out after seeing the demons appear in front of him out of thin air, both their eyes glowing in the dark.

"The devil in your nightmare." Ishmael menacingly approached his new prey.

"The hand that touched her... The mouth that kissed her skin... I'll burn them all." Ishmael said as he sliced off the man's fingers with his dagger.

"Aaaaaaah!" The man cried out. "HELP!!"

"Beg for help, just like she did, feel the fear you put her through." Ishmael's demon had already taken over at that point and he was beyond angry.

The man yelled and yelled till he lost his voice but no one could hear him from where he was, and even if they heard, none of them would dare defy their king for a mere merchant like him.

He was helpless.

"Don't have all the fun all by yourself." Mikael stepped out of the shadows as he stared at the man. His fingers and toes were already chopped off by Ishmael.

"Ple- please, save me!" The man pleaded, thinking Mikael would have mercy on him.

Mikael burst out laughing. "Save you? Do you think I'm here to save you? I'm here to watch you pay... You have no right to talk to me with that dirty mouth of yours!" He sliced the man's lips with his dagger.

"I want to hear you say sorry to her... 'I'm sorry Maeve.', say it!" Ishmael yelled.

"Will- will you let me go if I do?... I- I'm sorry, Maeve-"

Ishmael sliced off the man's tongue before he could finish. "Filth like you don't deserve to say her name." He stood up and stared at Mikael. "Finish him off."

"With pleasure," Mikael smirked at his new toy. "It's been a while since I had fun like this." He plucked out the man's eyeballs with his dagger and sliced him open, watching him bleed to his death as muffled screams escaped his disfigured mouth.

"Good riddance!" He spat on the man and teleported away, leaving his dead body to rot in the dungeon.