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Erion hadn&039;t burned

In fact, for ten seconds he wondered if he&039;d been sent hoeon The room he was in looked exactly like the one he had kept Hellen in Circular stone walls, a smallbeyond the staircase, and he was certain that if he turned around he would see doors leading into three dank, dusty rooms

He ventured to move, to turn, but he was virtually immobile, held to the stone wall at his back by the very shackles he&039;d used on the deeon-and yet it was not His nostrils spread and he inhaled deeply Eranceless air

"Comfortable, I hope"

No, he was definitely not at ho that had justtoward hihtmare Over ten feet tall with scaly, thin skin the color of blood and eyes the color of snow, Hellen&039;s father ca creature, a true devil demon, and as much as Erion wanted to attack and kill hied to life For in soed to this creature

"I am Abbadon," the rinding against steel "Ruler of the Underworld"

"So the Devil has a nas, testing them They were impenetrable

"And you are Erion" Abbadon looked hiet e put vaet" Erion opened his s

The demon&039;s lip curled "I don&039;t like it"

"Good Then release me" Erion refused to feel fear, trepidation, or curiosity about the one who had given life to all derant this asshole

Abbadonfrom side to side like a snake, as he studied Erion "Show me your demon, Male"

"Showfor one&039;s offspring is not a trait of your deuarantee you"

With such an admonition, Erion could not help but feel sorry for Hellen, having had that as a father Maybe Cruen wasn&039;t the worst parent a child could haveHe sniffed with disgust Maybe he and Hellen had h the from me until you tell ainst his bindings in a show of ease

"Your balas," Abbadon repeated with censure "My daughters care for hirin "The little de on our journey here If I didn&039;t find some respect in his temper, I may have been terated, and Erion roared Oh, this bastard was begging for it, for his demon blood to spill, for it to run like rancid oil all over the stone floor

Abbadon laughed, brushed his long, scaly fingertips across Erion&039;s face "There it is A fine beast you have The kind of brutal strength and feral spirit I enjoy"

"Fuck you," Erion snarled

The deue "Not me I need a foothold on the Earth, but if that was not the case, I ht be tempted to let you fuck Hellen Alas, she has been pro&039;s callous, conteh Erion He could no longer pretend to be cavalier That the hter, his blood There was nothing Erion wanted ht then and there

"I want the boy and a one-way ticket back upstairs," he said, his tone dripping with contehter is no concern of mine"

It took all Erion&039;s will to force out the words Especially after hearing how her father spoke of her, her future But he had to think of Ladd first Hellen had wanted to return hoe, scaly ridge that represented Abbadon&039;s brow line had lifted a fraction and he was studying Erion "You did not think her so uninteresting when you were between her legs, Male"

Erion stilled, his entire body ringing with the blow he&039;d just been dealt Clearly, the de had happened between him and Hellen But how? Had he sent someone to spy? Had he interviewed Erion&039;s staff? NoNeither of those theories felt plausible He could have rescued her if he&039;d been inside the castle

Another thought snaked through his uts twist, made hi&039;s family

Hellen

Had she told her father? Had she coed about what she&039;d done with hiotten him to do?

Erion sniffed the odorless air His ire at the idea was only quashed by the fair play reasoning in it He had stolen an innocent too Hellen Could he truly bla? Even if the father in question cared so little for her?

Abbadon was studying hi about his lips "Yes, I know it all" His grin widened, showing off his thin, pinprick teeth "Be glad you didn&039;t take her virginity, demon beast I would have most happily killed the boyafter he had watched you die first, of course"

Erion pushed back the horror in that threat He wouldn&039;t think of Ladd as anything but alive and well "What do you want?" he asked in a deadly voice

All hu that didn&039;t belong to you"

"As did you," Erion reminded him "As did Cruen"

"Cruen has received punishment"

What did that ht with the Devil "What punishiven?"

Abbadon hissed, a sound that rese their prey "An asinine query Who would dare to punish me?"

"Release me, and I would be more than happy to show you," Erion returned with a thick strain of his own venom

"Oh, I will release you Just in time for the festivities"

"No, thanks"

Abbadon&039;s voice lowered "You will be uest of honor at the celebration, de of bones over your shoulder" He eased back froht "A child&039;s bones, licked clean"

With a guttural battle cry, Erion dove at hiet far "You touch that balas, and I will never let you rest for as long as you live"

"I would look forward to seeing you try" He raked Erion with his gaze "I will need to praise Cruen on his creation Perhaps you are a worthy sa"

Erion wasn&039;t interested in bullshit compliments "When can I see the boy?"

"Tonoring the query "To witness my creation: the first child of hell conceived"

"The only child I care about is my own"

"And you will see hilorious event"

"Can&039;t wait," Erion said through gritted teeth

Abbadon turned to go, though he continued to speak "Have you no curiosity as to ill be joined together before you, both in union and in body?"

"No" Erion sounded bored Live sex held no interest for him, but he&039;d watch, wait He wanted the boy out without a scratch on him He wanted to take him home Wanted him away frohter off to-

Erion&039;s head cas descended

Fuck, no

No!

Abbadon turned, caught the look on Erion&039;s face, and laughed "It is a good thing you don&039;t care for hter, or this would be a true punish behind the only scent Erion had caught since he&039;d been in the Underworld It was a scent he felt a kinship toward, a scent he would pull into his nostrils, his lungs, and get drunk on

Misery

To get Ladd back he would have to witness Hellen not only being bound to Cruen, but having sex with his to fill hi for it but to accept fate He would watch He would endure anything to get to Ladd He was a good father

"Alexander Roranted his friend and the mother of his true mate a sharp se

Celestine Donohue no longer lived in her quaint house in Minnesota After her run-in with the Order over her son Gray&039;swith the mutore, Dillon, Cellie had moved into a secure house in the Ie of address, and she wished to keep it that way

"Is it Sara?" she asked, pushing forward in her chair "The balas? Are they all right?"

"Sara&039;s fine," Alexander assured her He dropped into a chair beside her "Her swell is progressing perfectly"

Relief colored her pale cheeks "Thank goodness She is co to see me at the end of the week When I saw you, I-"

"Cellie"

"What?"

"We need to talk"

"So has happened Did they find the boy? Ladd?"

"No Not yet" His eyes connected with hers and held "Cruen still holds him"

The quick flicker of fear would have been imperceptible to anyone who didn&039;t know her as Alex did After all, they had run froo She had cared for him, mothered him, and he had protected her As he wanted to do now