Underworld

Hades' Releam

Persephone's POV

Hades had invited me for dinner. The black rose attached with the message made my heart hurt...I cannot give it in....cannot fall for his charms.

Standing in a simple silver gown in front of the mirror I shivered when I saw his presence behind me.

His fragrance made me inhale deeply. It was a combination of lemon and mint. so raw...so rugged....so masculine. Unadulterated appeal of power and sex oozing out..it was regal...it was him.

"Exquisite..you are surreal goddess." Hades whispered taking in my form, tracing it from head to toe, he met my eyes as my lips parted when I looked at that heated stare."

His warm chest pressed into my back. "That fearlessness little rose, that determination I see in your eyes....that's dangerous and .....inviting."

Turning me around he extended his hand for me to take. I placed my small palm in his larger once....mine soft his rough but smooth.

He eyes scanned me intensely. I watched my hands and he watched me like a hawk.

Gently pulling me out of the room, his hand snaked around my waist, I was going to complain but my jaw dropped as my eyes took in the beauty of the architecture.

Creamy while pillars with dark green and gold patterns matching with white walls.

Wild white lilies with black rose covering the handrails of the glass stairs. His hands tightened around my body in a protective embrace as I stumbled but I couldn't care less....this was like a dream come true.

I always loved white lilies...my favourite flower but last night when he gave me the rose...I was too afraid to say that I started living them more.

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Food was delicious and so were his eyes staring right into mine. But mine went sad when I realized out truth- we both were forbidden....so very forbidden.

Now when the realisation hite hard as bricks my heart went into turmoil.

"Hades last night I saw a dream and you were there."

His orbs stared right into my soul.

"I am honored that you dream about me Persephone." His tone was low...deep and somewhat knowing.

"It's not that."I whispered.

"Please Explain goddess."

"I saw you at the Black Moon Pack. I don't know but I saw it was completely destroyed as if it had endured a huge catastrophe and people died and...."

"And what little rose?"

"I saw Cerberus. I don't even know what I saw. Maybe I am too exhausted and also I have never seen Cerberus perhaps its-"

"You saw my memory." I froze at that..No ,no this cannot be happening..

I saw him sitting there his jaw clenched and eyes smoldering fire.

They spoke lengths....that dream did too...he was ready to go to any lenghts for me....it was not good.

"Why did you killed them?"

"They asked for it....that Alpha will die too" Was his blunt reply.

"It was my oath."

" What's mine is yours and Persephone...what's yours is mine." His voice has gone octaves deeper.

"Hades, you didn't have any right." I replied harshly.

"I fucking had! Persephone, they tried to ruin you-" he was beyond outraged but his anger still in control for me.

Hades I don't deserve you.

"And you didn't came to save me then. You knew all about this, you knew my existence, you knew I was your mate. You knew I was hurting but you didn't came." He froze.

"And I will be regretful for eternity. I am not asking for forgiveness goddess ..I-I don't deserve it...but you deserve the world Persephone. " His voice was filled with utter grief as a sob escaped my lips ,tears spilled down my cheek.

"Don't cry baby." He rushed in front of me but as his hands came to wipe my tears I pulled myself back.

Devastation...his expression was devastating...so agonizing and painful.

My mind swirled with self loathing, I hated my existence if it made him sad. But if I let him close....open my secret he will be in danger..his life in danger...Gods can't be killed but put to the sleep forever...I won't let that happen.

Hades deserves the world. Not him nothing will ever hurt him.

I will die thousand times if the cost is him.

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Veras- the only place in the underworld which wasn't dark, it was rather enchanting with the beauty and placidity of Elysium- the heavens.

It was the terrain which Hades created for his Queen to be.

The god of Underworld was gazing at the azure lagoon filled with ice cold water see with unmistakable rage.

He dragged his palm across a platinum sword, crimson liquid dripped down forming ripples in the lake.

Nector- the water was now nector ..... poison for him..nector for her.

Stepping inside the lagoon embarked with stairs his body made way down until only his shoulders were visible.

Gripping the sword harder in his wounded hand he gazed down at his reflection... unfanthomable wrath swirling in the grey irisis.

His eyes closed when he saw a vision.

She layed there limp with no sounds escaping her as fire seemed to burn her insides.

He lowered his wounded hand in freezing water....the blood of a god can heal anything.

A strong gust of wind from the small window above caressed her cheek, whirling around her....serenity, peace.

Another wave of anguish ripped through her stomach, her body curling into the fetus position.

Her untrue mate was having sex with another woman.

The mate bond will kill her.

But no mate bond or moon goddess has the potential to hurt her. King Hades will destroy it's essence before they can blink.

"MY LORD!" She screamed as tears poured down her eyes. Her breathing was scarce..she felt like she was drowning.

The flowers near the lagoon withered as Hades' head dipped underwater.

A breath for a breath...

She layed in the cell basking in the warmth and protection that the breeze seemed to carry with it, petrichor- the smell of rainy soil filled her lungs rejuvenating her broken spirit.

He came out of the ice cold water, his injury turning blue, deep scars covering his back- her scars....those were supposed to litter her body.

"PERSEPHONE!" his voice roared.

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Persephone's POV

Tears streamed down my face as the dream ended. I was again seeing one of his memories. Without thinking anything I threw the covers off myself running out the door.

I ran without a sense of thought...my only aim was to find him- my mate.

It has been a month of me ignoring him and when I did that I felt the spark in his eyes getting dimmer and each and every time a piece of me died.

I found myself standing in front of a humongous door laced with the aroma of lemon and mint.....him.

I opened the door slowly, the infinite darkness seemed to end when falling on his face, Startlight Astra- the ultimate light source of Hell, Heaven and Earth splitting into hues while dancing on his smooth skin.

He was sleeping calmly ,the soft voice of the pitter patter of my feet didn't seem to bother him but a cease in his brow sang a tale- he wasn't calm...he was in pain.

His shirtless chest sculpted with the essence of masculinity rose and fell as he breathed deeply.

But what bothered me the most were the burn scars littered on his body because of me. Several tears escape my eyes as I made my way to his bed.

That day in heat I had felt loved, soothed, healed. He took all my anguish giving me his love.

I don't deserve you my king.

Getting under the sheets I snuggled into his body, my head on his chest.

Tracing my fingers on each of his scars my eyes flickered to his hand. Gently opening his palm my soul wailed as I noticed that the injury from the sword had not healed yet.

Taking a shaky breath I pressed my lips to it.

"Persephone? Baby?"

"I am cursed My King."

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