Demon's Mark

**Aileen POV**



A large hand fell on Trevor's head. "I will make sure he is healed completely. Truly I did not want to hurt your brother. I was hoping it wouldn't come to this love."

I was lifted up to my feet. Shiuku's first real kiss still fresh on my lips. His eyes darkened with lust. He pulled my body flush against his and kissed me deeper in front of everyone. His lips melted against mine sending sparks down my body. I felt wetness pooling in my panties as his lips slowly explored mine. My lips moved in sync with his when a quick nip of teeth brought me back to reality.

"Finally I get to kiss your sweet lips. And I can sense you want me just as much my sexy little one. Just wait till we get home. I've waited for so long..." he murmured against my lips giving me one last quick kiss.

Turning my head, I could see all eyes were on me, willingly kissing a demon. *"Slut"*

*Why can't I control myself when he touches me!*

"Tha...That means Trevor, Sir Kalum, and my Father will all be spared. Th They are my family!" I was crying and I didn't care who saw. My whole body wanted to curl into a little ball by my injured brother's side. Father could see the weakness in me. He could see me as I am. Emotional, sometimes irrational, stubborn, but still his daughter. Hopefully, Father would realize that. I loved him so much, but giving myself to a demon might be his final straw for me.

I fell to my knees again, curling my body up into a protective ball next to my brother. Trevor tried to reach his shriveled hand up towards me, but failed. He tried to smile, but failed. In the end all we could do was cry for each other. We both knew how much pain the other was in.

"Those conditions are all fine to me. You will be mine though. My mark will bind you to me. You are willingly excepting these conditions?" Shiuku watched me as if he had given me a real choice. Somehow he knew I was not strong enough to forsake a loved one.

Father tried to march over before I stopped him. I held my hand up and gave him a sorrowful smile. "I'm going to wed Demon Lord Shiuku."

"You will not!" Father said infuriated. "As far as I'm concerned, no one present is worthy of your hand."

"What does it matter? I never had a choice in who I married. This is my job as a princess right." More blubbering and tears. "At least this way I get something out of it no?"

Father looked taken back. His breathing was hard. Was he really that worried about me? Or that angry.

Kalum charged forward stupidly. None of us should have challenged a demon lord. Not even squad leaders in the DSS stood a chance against him.

Shiuku just looked bored. He moved so swiftly, that none of us caught the movement. What we did see was Kalum's head on the ground with red specks painting the grass. His sword was stuck in the wreckage of the old house. I'd never seen a demon so fast I could not keep up with the basic motions. He truly was on an obscene level.

"If we are done with this, I would like to finish all the conditions that need met. I'd really like to take my new wife to bed." Shiuku yawned.

On shaking legs I moved away from my brother. I barely managed to stand up in front of the evil demon.

Shiuku bit his thumb, the crimson blood sliding down. He handed me a knife. *Oh how I wish I could plunge this into your insane evil heart! You better watch you back if I find a loophole!* I tried to reassure myself that I could find a way out of this. Anything that could stop another depression spell.

I made a shallow cut across my wrist. I couldn't make a straight line, my hands would not be still and my vision was blurred. My Father let out an almost animalistic growl behind us. I really hoped he could forgive me for this. He wouldn't be proud of his only child going to bed with a demon.

Shiuku seized my hand. Blood from his thumb dripped into my cut. At first the feeling almost tickled. I had to bit my lip to stop from giggling in this horror filled situation. Next, tiny black marks circled around the cut on my wrist. Twelve triangles encompassed the wound. Each point facing the cut shot purple lines across to meet the triangle opposite. Lastly, a dot of black formed ontop of the middle of the cut where the blood had met. One last thin line, thinner than the rest, appeared. This one black. The line zipped up from my arm, angled down at my shoulder, working towards my heart.

As the line tingled near my heart, I felt a squeezing sensation. Like little wires bound my heart around and around. Now I wore Shiuku's mark. Already I could feel the loyalty binding me to him. Nothing else changed. My feelings were not altered whatsoever. For the first time I believed what he said. I was meant to be his. This was supposed to happen.

The demon helped me stay on my feet. His smile was no longer cruel or condescending. Rather, he seemed pleased. I had finally submitted to him.

I turned back to my Father. I wanted to speak to Kalum as well, but he had long since passed out. "I'm sorry Father. I can't let Trevor die and I knew that you would be the next one Shiuku tortured. I can't watch that either. Sorry I couldn't be stronger for you." I gave Father an encouraging smile trying to hide my inner pain. I fumbled with words to say. "Please make sure to get Trevor back to the DSS safely."

"They won't let him in. Your Father escaped the DSS' custody." Devon informed us. I had almost forgotten he was here. He was grade A at blending in and keeping silent. I doubt anyone could be better, especially in these circumstances.

Devon's voice was empty as he spoke. "I will take his phone and call Squad Leader Lena. I'm sure she can come up with some transport back to the infirmary, once I heal him."

"I hope she kills you." I snarled.

He seemed to contemplate the right answer. No doubt scared his boss will fry him alive if he chooses the wrong words. "I will only call her. She will curse me and try to find me. But I will be long gone."

As much as I hated him, I wouldn't argue where my brother's safety was concerned. I could show him slight gratitude for at least trying to do something. That was more than I could say for Prince Roy, or Jacob. At least Devon had a some kind of balls, unlike their microscopic ones.

"As much as I would love to continue arguing among ourselves, I have run out of patience. Come now dear little one. It is time to go home." Shiuku held his hand out for me. I slowly placed mine in his. He intertwined our fingers kissing my knuckles.

Home. He was home now. At least he was better than Prince Roy. I mentally cheered trying to find some victory in this.

Behind us I could hear Trevor coughed striving to make any words. My Father started to run towards us almost as pointlessly as Kalum. He would only get hurt too. Like Trevor did for me, like I'm doing for Trevor, and like Kalum did for me.

Maybe I wasn't the only one with an unbreakable bond for a loved one. Father has cut off ties leaving family and friends behind his whole life. After all these years apart, he couldn't sever the chains between Father and daughter. He still wanted to protect me. I was still his weakness.

Before Shiuku could completely steal me away I turned back to my family. "I love you all so much. Please do not hate me for this."