Heaven sat with her parents, and Zamiel while he told them what happened to her grandmother. They were confused, but he went on to explain why he did what he did. The devil wasn't after Heaven. He wanted her grandmother.
At first when Heaven heard his explanation she was as confused as much as her parents, but then she remembered something that seemed to have been hidden somewhere in her brain. The paintings in her grandfather's kingdom.
Zamiel was right. She had come to the same conclusion as him and then her grandfather had had compelled her to forget, which meant that she was right. He didn't want them to know.
"Are you saying he did all of this because he wants mother?" Her father asked, having a hard time to believe.
"It is more complicated than that. He doesn't simply want her. He wants to make her the devil's bride." Zamiel explained.
Her grandfather thought that everyone was after him. God wanted to punish him by making her grandmother his mate and now he was going to have his revenge. How could having her grandmother as his mate be a punishment? Why couldn't he see it as a blessing instead and live happily?
He must be too far gone that it was so hard to come back.
Heaven guessed that the only time he truly felt happy must have been when he was with her grandmother. He realized that after he left. His mission didn't bring him a sense of fulfillment, and that is why he was creating havoc now.
Heaven explained to her parents the painting she saw and told them about the conversation she had with her grandfather. Both were surprised to find out.
Now who would stop the devil? He seemed so determined to change his mate and make her fit his image and follow his purpose. He would come here and create hell for taking his mate away from him.
Heaven was worried for her parents and Zamiel.
"I don't think it is safe for me to stay here." Heaven said, waiting to be scolded by all three.
"You are not going anywhere." Her father said sternly.
"He will come and hurt all of you." She said.
Her father clenched his jaw. " I can take care of myself and your mother."
Her mother nodded in agreement.
"But...."
"No but! Don't use me or your mother as a reason to leave. If you want to use your mate as a reason then you can have that discussion with him." He stood up from his seat. "We will leave you two alone." He said, motioning for her mother to follow him.
Her mother blinked, confused, her eyes asking if they were already leaving. She looked between Heaven and her father while standing up hesitantly.
"Well… I think you should come home to eat and …"
Her father grabbed his wife's arm, gently. "I think her mate can take care of her." He told her.
Heaven felt a blush creep to her face and her mother nodded, as if suddenly realizing something.
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