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“Shit, grab it.” Lucian whacks Micah between the shoulder blades, forcing him into the circle for him to summon the tether. We need him to connect to it just long enough to tap into our kingdoms.
Micah growls again, revealing his hellish form, and he bows forward, forcing the portal open wide enough to snatch the tether, connecting us to the plane. The floor rumbles around us, and Andre reaches out and braces himself on my shoulder. He’s lucky he’s on my good side or else I might knock him in the nuts for making it harder for me to snatch the power from my kingdom to whip my souls into submission.
“Okay, done. You all have five minutes. I’m not as strong as you. My body wants to return to my kingdom.” Micah unleashes a wave of orange fire from his palm, using it to keep him grounded to this plane.
Whipping my tail, I lasso it around his waist. “You heard him. Go!”
The world darkens around us, and we shift planes while still anchored to the Mortal Realm. Micah not only keeps his focus on linking us to Hell, but he also keeps his mind open to Raven, ensuring no bullshit happens in the next five minutes.
Screams screech through the air, and I land in a crouch on the middle of the onyx path cutting through my kingdom. Shadows flicker around me, the souls of the damned running wild. I don’t see even one of my goddamned minion demons, and I roar, shooting a ball of Hell power toward the nearest soul tree, smoldering vibrant red electricity across the branches. It’s empty. The tree no longer contains a soul facing eternal punishment. The battles of the wrathful no longer litter the ruby fields either.
“You piece of shit! You’re going to regret returning. This isn’t your kingdom any longer.” The annoyingly familiar voice erupts from behind me. “We’ve been saved!”
Fucking Hell. This shitbag can’t seriously think he can—
A scrawny, rancid-smelling soul crashes into my back, trying to knock me off my feet. I reach behind me and snag the fucker with my claws, ripping it over my shoulder to throw the bastard in front of me. Raven’s ex-fiancé materializes from his shadowy state, his arm still severed from where I bit the thing off. His eyes widen for a split second, but then he gathers his confidence and attempts to get to his feet.
I slam my paw onto him, crushing him into the ground until he screams. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” I ask, snarling and spitting red Hell power at him. “I might’ve left my kingdom, but Hell still belongs to the devils. Humanity isn’t strong enough to handle such power. We will be back, dickhole. Consider my absence as paternity leave.”
I grin with my words, watching as Joel processes and realizes exactly what I said. “I knocked Raven up, and we’re about to start a fucking new generation of power unlike anything the universe has ever seen. This little shitshow you’ve started here is about to end. We’re cleaning house. I plan to start with you.”
Swiping my claws, I strike Joel across the chest, ripping at his very being. He screams, his voice high-pitched with agony, and I savor the sound of his torture. It feeds my power and my devilish nature. I will devour his energy until he is no more. He deserves a fate such as this. I thought eternal torture would be best, but now I have my heart set on ensuring he never exists again.
“Wait! Wait! I want to make a deal. I can lead you to the bastards who freed us.” Joel holds his hands up, trying to block me. The chickenshit bastard trembles, his solid form shifting to a shadowy haze and back as he attempts to run. The fucker isn’t going anywhere though.
I decide to humor him but only because it’ll make his obliteration far more satisfying if I allow Raven to see. I know she’d want to. Punishing souls has turned into one of her favorite pastimes, and it’s been a while since she’s been able to. What better soul to fuck over and destroy than the man who tried to steal her light? The man who fucking abused her and treated her as less than human. I get angry just thinking about it. I want to rip off his other arm and whack him in his tiny dick for it. Fuck. I can do both. I’ll punish him and then act as if I’m giving him mercy.
“Let me think...no.” Jerking my head forward, I snatch his hand in between my jaws and bite down, crunching it with my power. I might plan to humor him, but I also plan to torture him and make him beg. He’s my little bitch.
“Wait! Please!” Joel struggles to pull away, and I release him without taking his hand clean off. He tastes as foul as the smell permeating around him.
I swipe my claws at him, scratching his gut next. “Give me a good reason.”
“The angel is here. She’s in your palace right now,” Joel says, locking his hand around one of my claws as if he can even stop me from impaling him.
I close my long toes, snapping his index finger right off. “Not good enough. I don’t have time to start a proper battle with the bitch.”
“Then what do you want?” He screams as tears trail down his face.
“You to eat the ass of my shittiest demon minion.” I drag my tongue across his cheek and savor his pain and anguish. I wish I could bottle it up so Raven could have a taste of his torment. “Only then, will I consider letting you exist another minute longer.” I sense Micah trying to take me back. He’s losing his strength. Not his strength to hold onto the tether, but his strength in resisting it.
Joel sobs. “Please—”
I slam my paw into his face, shoving him down and silencing him. Micah calls my name, forcing me to turn my attention to him and away from the Joel. Rage ignites inside me, my connection to Hell filling me with the need to dish out punishment.
“Twenty seconds. Raven woke up. I’m trying to keep her back, but she’s acting as if she’s hypnotized.” Micah’s voice rumbles through my mind as he speaks through our connection.
Damn it. I need to get my shit together.
“You better fucking keep her back, Micah.” I roar, blowing a breath of Hell power in Joel’s face.
“Then somebody else take the damn tether!” Micah’s desperation rings through my mind, and I know it’s serious if he’s swearing. It takes punching him in the nuts to get him to speak like a devil. Cassius is far worse than he is.
“Lucian,” I say, trying to reach out to him through our kingdom link.
But it’s too late. Micah shouts Raven’s name, and it’s as if her being comes to one of the places most familiar to her because I watch as she freefalls from above toward the frozen ruby lake. I launch away from Joel and charge in her direction, whipping my tail out and snatching her from the air before she can hit the plane. Her soul radiates with light, singeing my skin, but I don’t let her go. Her hair veils her face, her muscles tighter than her sexy ass.
She screams and bucks her body, swinging her arms and shouting as if she doesn’t know what’s going on. She yells for help, acting as if she doesn’t realize I have her. My whole body reacts, and I roar, shouting in her face, trying to snap her out of her trance. Her eyes stare off at nothingness, and I watch as light and dark radiate from her core.
