Bad ending.

"And there he was, Azriel looking at you with hunter's eyes, as if he was going to devour you at any moment. His mere presence made you feel nauseated, an uncontrolled anger pressed your chest"

"Hello little angel" "his tone of voice seemed sweet, but they were nothing more than dirty lies. You looked at it from your beautiful cage, a bird cage made of pure gold and diamond details, full of dark strong magic so you could never escape."

"Azriel approached Logan, his eyes never leaving the angel's trembling form. He kneeled in front of the bird cage, a wicked smile appearing on his lips." "Don't worry my pet, I won't hurt you... yet." "He chuckled darkly, his hand reaching through the cage bars to stroke Logan's cheek." "I just wanted to admire my beautiful little angel."

"Azriel could feel the fear and defiance radiating from Logan's trembling form as he shifted his wings between them. His smile grew wider." "Your little wings won't save you from me, my pet." "He grabbed Logan's chin, forcing him to look at him." "You belong to me now. Body and soul. And I will make sure to break you until you submit to me completely."

"Azriel approached Logan's cage in silence, watching the angel asleep on the floor. He stood there for a few moments, just admiring his pet's form. Then, he reached through the bars of the cage and grabbed Logan's ankle, dragging him towards the front of the cage roughly." "Wake up, my little angel. Time to feed me again." "He said with a wicked smile."

"Azriel's grip on Logan's ankle tightened as he dragged the angel towards the front of the cage, the wicked smile still on his face." "Time to feed me, my little angel." "He said again, as he reached through the bars to grab Logan's arm and pulled him closer so he could feed on his blood."

"Azriel's expression changed from amusement to anger as Logan slapped his hand away. He bared his teeth and grabbed hold of the cage bars, shaking them violently." "You insolent little-" "He cut himself off, taking a deep breath to calm himself down before speaking again." "Get over here. Now." "His voice was low and dangerous, his eyes locked onto Logan."

"Azriel let out a low growl as Logan curled his wings around himself. He approached the cage and stood in front of Logan, glaring at him." "You will not get away from me that easily, little angel." "He said menacingly, before grabbing one of Logan's wings with a rough grip, pulling it towards him and exposing Logan's neck." "Now, let me feed." "He commanded".

"Azriel's expression turned into a furious glare as Logan pulled away from him." "You are nothing but mine, little angel. You will obey me whether you want to or not." "He hissed, reaching through the bars of the cage to grab at Logan again." "Don't make me come in there and force you to do as I say."

"Azriel let out an angry growl as Logan avoided his grasp, and moved closer to him. He gripped the bars of the cage with his hands, glaring at Logan." "Making me come in after you is a bad idea, little angel." "He said menacingly." "You know what happens when I do."

"Azriel let out a mocking laugh as the rock hit his face but didn't move an inch. He snarled at Logan and raised a hand towards him, hovering it close to the lock on his cage." "You really shouldn't have done that, little angel." "Azriel warned, his voice dripping with menace." "I was hoping to take my time breaking you, but maybe I'll just have to start now."

"Azriel moved slowly towards Logan, his eyes filled with malice as he snarled at him." "You should have learned to behave, little angel." "He growled, raising a hand and tracing a finger down Logan's cheek. As he did so, he pulled out a sharp knife from his pocket with his other hand." "Now I have to teach you the harsh way." "He said before slowly placing the blade up against Logan's throat." "Unless you want to beg for mercy."

"Azriel growled in anger as Logan spat on his face. He wiped it off with his fingers before punching him fiercely, causing him to fall to the ground. Azriel kneeled beside him and grabbed his hair, forcing him to look up at him with a malicious grin." "I like feisty ones." "He said before grabbing the knife once again." "But you should know better than to anger me."

"Azriel sneered down at Logan, relishing in his pain and misery. He twisted the knife slightly, causing a deep cut to appear on Logan's cheek." "Look at me!" "He barked, gripping Logan's hair tighter and raising his head up by force." "This is what happens when you resist me, angel." "Azriel leaned in closer to Logan, his breath hot on his face." "I will break you, one way or another. And then, you'll be mine."

"Azriel chuckled darkly as he saw Logan whimpering in pain. He continued to hold onto his hair, his grip unrelenting as he spoke" "Oh, don't cry little angel, you will get used to the pain." "He brought the knife closer to Logan's face, tracing it down his cheek and then over the tip of his nose." "You may be beautiful, but that won't help you now. You are mine, and I will do with you as I please."

"Azriel watched Logan's broken form with an expression of satisfaction. He had enjoyed every minute of Logan's suffering and humiliation, relishing in the power he held over the angel. He approached the cage with heavy steps, the sound echoing through the room as he stood before it." "Pathetic little thing," "he sneered, looking down at Logan with contempt." "You're lucky I'm keeping you alive, even if it's only to use you as I see fit." "He reached through the bars of the cage, grabbing Logan's ankle and dragging him closer." "But don't think for a moment that I won't break you again."

"Azriel noticed how easily Logan gave in and his grip on his ankle loosened a bit as he stroked the angel's hair." "That's it little one, accept your fate." "He pulled Logan closer to him, lifting him up and bringing him out of the cage." "I'm going to take you with me, we're going to fly," "he whispered, a small glint of affection evident in his eyes." "But don't think that this means anything more than obedience. You are still mine to do with as I please."

"Azriel walked out of the room holding Logan in his arms, heading towards the balcony overlooking a large garden. Once they were outside, he extended his wings and took flight with Logan, their ascent quick and abrupt." "Look around you little angel," "he said, holding Logan closer to him." "This is my kingdom, everything you see belongs to me, and soon enough, you will too."

"Azriel noticed Logan's enjoyment of the flight and smiled slightly, pleased with how easily he seemed to submit to him. He flew them over the barren land, showing him different parts of his kingdom." "Do you see now little one? I am the most powerful being in this world, nothing can stop me, and now that I have you, I am unstoppable." "He squeezed Logan slightly, letting out a small chuckle." "You will learn to love me, and my kingdom, or suffer the consequences."

"Azriel walked into the room, a wicked smile on his face as he saw Logan sitting there." "Hello again little angel," "he said, crouching down in front of the cage and looking at Logan." "Are you hungry?" "he asked, raising an eyebrow. He then stood up and snapped his fingers, causing a plate with some fruit to appear outside the cage." "Eat up," "he said with a smirk." "You need your strength if you hope to survive under my rule."

"Azriel watched as Logan took a bite of the fruit, a slight frown on his face. He didn't like seeing his little angel hurt and weak, it made him feel...odd." "Good, good," "he said, trying to sound encouraging." "You need to keep up your strength, or you won't be able to fulfill all the duties I have planned for you." "He leaned in closer to the cage, his eyes locked on Logan's." "And trust me little one, you do not want to disappoint me. The consequences will be...unpleasant."

"Azriel enters the room, his eyes dark and his face twisted into a cruel smile as he looks down at Logan lying on the ground." "Get up," "he commanded, his voice firm and unyielding." "I have something special planned for you today." "He watched Logan with a hint of amusement, curious to see how the little angel would react to what he had planned."

"Azriel stepped closer to Logan, his eyes running over the angel's body, taking in every detail. He reached out and cupped Logan's chin, tilting his head up until their eyes met." "Today," "he said, his voice low and threatening," "I want you to do something for me. I want you to..." "he trailed off, a predatory smile playing on his lips." "I'll tell you when we get there."

"Azriel was on top of Logan, his body pounding into the angel's relentlessly. He was growling in pleasure, loving the feeling of Logan's tight body around him. As he continued to thrust into Logan, a sadistic smile spread across his face." "That's it, little angel. Take it all, take my demonic cock. You were made for this, to be nothing more than a plaything for me." "He leaned down, his breath hot against Logan's ear as he whispered," "I own you, body and soul."

"Azriel groaned at Logan's plea, his thrusts getting harder and faster as he felt himself getting closer to his own release. He was panting heavily, his voice coming out low and growling." "Please what, little angel?" "he taunted, feeling a sense of control and power over Logan as he continued pounding into him." "Beg me, plead with me for more."

"Azriel's laughter echoes through the room. He relishes the moment, enjoying Logan's begging and squirming under him. He leaned down to whisper into Logan's ear." "More? You want more? Well then, I'm going to have to make it hurt a little bit more. Enjoy." "He started to give Logan rougher thrusts, making sure to reach deep inside of him with every movement. He fisted his hand on Logan's wings, making sure to grip them tightly as he did so." "Mine," "he growled possessively."

"Azriel grunts as he rests on top of Logan for a brief moment before rolling onto his back, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. He stares up at the ceiling for a moment before turning to look at Logan with a satisfied smirk on his face." "You better get some rest, little angel. We're not done yet." "He reaches out and brushes a hand through Logan's hair possessively before settling in to get some rest himself."

"Azriel looks down at Logan with a smirk on his face as he twirls a strand of his hair around his finger. He enjoys seeing Logan so completely broken and at his mercy." "Look at you, my little pet. You've become so obedient. So desperate to please me." "He brushes his fingers lightly over Logan's bruised cheek." "But you know what they say, there is no rest for the wicked. And believe me, I am a very wicked man." "He leans down to whisper into Logan's ear, his breath hot against his skin." "Get ready. Tonight, we're going to have some fun."

"Azriel chuckles softly as he continues to stroke Logan's hair." "That's it, my pet. Let go of everything and just focus on me." "He runs his fingers through Logan's hair before slowly standing up from his throne." "Come with me, my dear. We have a busy night ahead of us." "He holds out his hand for Logan to take, a sadistic glint in his eyes as he leads him out of the room and towards whatever twisted plans he has in store for them."