Nebulou by Jenna Wolfhart

Author:Jenna Wolfhart [Wolfhart, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Erela

“Asmodeus,” Uriel muttered underneath his breath.

“Wait, what?” My heart thumped hard, and I had the urge to glance Uriel’s way, but I kept my gaze locked on the demon. “This is the demon who sent me down here. No way in hell is he Asmodeus.”

“I’m afraid your fallen angel friend is correct, Erela.” The Archdemon from the Halfway Zone pub dug the blade a bit deeper into Isaac’s neck. My old friend’s face was pale, his dark eyes wild with fear and anger. “You didn’t just steal a random Archdemon’s dinner. You stole mine.”

Huh. Well, shit. Obviously, I’d never met Asmodeus, so I’d had no way of knowing who the hell he was or what he actually looked like these days. He tended to cycle through a variety of appearances, ranging from scary-as-hell to harmless, like this one. I’d seen a couple of portraits of him in books, donning the scary-as-hell options. If I’d known it was him...

“Why the hell were you out having drinks in the Halfway Zone? Aren’t you supposed to be Lucifer’s second-in-command or something?” I blurted out the words before I could stop them.

Because yeah. The demon I’d pissed off? Let’s just say that if Lucifer had been a human president, then Asmodeus would be his vice president. Rumors had even circled for years that he was the one behind every decision, and Lucifer was just the face of the ruling demonic world. Needless to say, if this Archdemon truly was Asmodeus, then I really had messed with the wrong demon.

Whoops.

He narrowed his eyes. “You presume to question me when I have your friend at knife point? Perhaps this realm has corrupted you far more than I expected.” He shot me a glittering smile and pierced the skin on Isaac’s neck. Isaac being Isaac didn’t make a sound, though I saw the flash of pain in his eyes.

“I think what Erela is trying to say,” Uriel said through gritted teeth, “is that she obviously did not know from whom she was stealing.”

“If she had known, would she have still stolen my dinner?” Asmodeus arched a brow toward me.

You’re damn straight I would have.

I figured I’d probably just keep the answer to that question to myself. No way in hell I’d have done a damn thing differently. Mr. Whiskerson was no one’s dinner, not even the ruler of the Underworld.

“That’s what I thought.” The blade sunk in deeper; blood streamed down Isaac’s pale neck. “Where is my rat? Give him to me.”

Was that really what all this was about? Had he chased us here, abducted Isaac, just to get his rat back? That seemed…like an extreme reaction. I mean, it was pretty extreme to have thrown me out of Celestia in the first place, but shouldn’t he be over it by now? So I took one tiny meal from him. Surely he’d found more food since then, though I shuddered to think of all the other cute little creatures who had lost their lives to this demon.

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