Hell’s Consort

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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Perhaps, it was the blood bond that aided Apollyon to recognize Lilith as an impostor! 

Her husband's mind might have released a warning against Lilith.

Lilith might have done something stupid to give her away, and Apollyon must have known Luna so well to notice the difference.

His intuition was spot on, and Luna was glad that everything worked out for the best.

Nevertheless, Luna's nostrils flared as her lips pulled back, baring her teeth in anger.

It turned out the Archdemon of Envy had executed her plans without Luna's knowledge.

It was her mistake to be so preoccupied with Ravin, Luxen, Sloth, Satan and the Grand Torturer that she had no idea what the Archdemon of Envy was up to.

That was why Apollyon had called her Lilith one too many times, refusing to believe her!

Muscles straining against her skin, Luna had sagged and hunched over, and she had to rectify that quick, "She told me about her plans, Apollyon."

Luna fought the urge to release a guttural scream and the adrenaline rushing through her body made her muscles twitch.

"She was the one who dragged me to Hell with the help of male Archdemons who tricked me into the blood bond while I was busy getting rid of your curse of the Blood Beast." Luna had to force air into her lungs because she forgot to breathe, "They were successful in forging a soul tie with me that time."

There was a heart-stopping pause. 

Her eyebrows rose in question when his husband settled his large hands on her hips out-of-the-blue.

Luna had no idea if Apollyon was doing this on purpose.

Apollyon had frowned at her with disgust as he kept on calling her Lilith earlier, accusing her of deception.

He was in a state of denial, and now, his body wanted her all of a sudden?

"The memories you have told me had matched with mine." Apollyon's deep voice sounded like gravel, but to her, it was similar to a sweet and syrupy drug she had drunk before falling into slumber.

Luna felt these warm tingles all over her body, releasing all the tension.

'FINALLY!'

OH, MY GODDESS!

IT FINALLY SINK INTO HIS STUBBORN BRAIN THAT SHE WAS HIS WIFE AND NOT THAT BITCH, LILITH!

There was an overwhelming feeling in her chest like her heart was expanding--like it was about to burst.

THANK THE GODDESS HE WASN'T REFUSING THE TRUTH!

"Apollyon. I am Luna." The speed of her pulse diminished bit by bit, and Luna had finally sighed with relief that her husband had finally believed her. "Do you believe me now?"

She wanted to jump straight into Apollyon's arms and squeal with joy, but unfortunately, the cold iron still cuffed her wrists.

When she glanced up at him, Apollyon had eyed her warily with his head cocked his head to the side.

She kept her lips sealed.

Apollyon was closer to accepting the truth, and she wouldn't blurt a thing that would sabotage it,

Despite the pure frustration, Luna realized it was better not to force Apollyon.

Form that suspicious half-hooded gaze of his; Luna wouldn't dare request Apollyon to unchain her.

Shaking his head, Apollyon questioned. "Why did you let these Archdemons take over your life, Luna?" He gripped her and squeezed her hips hard but not enough to hurt, "Our lives?" 

At least, he had stopped calling her Lilith. 

Her stomach churned.

She didn't know if Apollyon had accused her again, or was she mistaken? 

"I'm just glad that I could successfully get rid of the Blood Beast from you, and I was cursed with two Archdemons in exchange." Luna shot back in a stammer.   "They might not possess my body physically, but in a way, they had owned me."

They might be mates, but it was hard to read his mind when they have been apart for so long.

Closing her eyes, Luna tried to reach for Apollyon's consciousness in hopes that she could feel him and read his mind.

At least, she would have an idea of whatever he was thinking about her so that she could do something about it and reassure him.

Luna's mind carefully advanced into his, only to slam into a mental blockage.

She had whimpered, flinching at the mental barricades that had cropped up at once. 

Luna opened her eyes and met Apollyon's scrutiny.

She lowered her head and frowned.

An invisible barrier had formed, securing their thoughts around each other.

Was he aware of her attempts to crack his mind open?

Was he the one who blocked her like she was an uninvited guest when she was his wife?

It must be Apollyon's defence mechanism.

Being apart from a mate was like losing an important part of yourself, similar to a cut-off limb.

It felt like they were gradually losing their connection, even if the blood bond was still present.

Luna began, "When the Archdemons have brought me in Hell, Lucifer, the Archdemon King had turned me into an Archdemon." 

Apollyon demanded, "How?"

"The Archdemons had tricked me, Apollyon, and that was in the past." Heart burning with betrayal, Luna almost yelled her words because it felt like Apollyon was blaming her for an honest mistake. "I couldn't do anything about it. It wasn't my intention to leave you behind out of my own free will." 

"You know how the Blood Beast—the Archdemon of Gluttony—has forced me into a blood bond. You were aware of that. "Luna paused, observing his reaction. 

Apollyon nodded.

He was all ears. "Go on."

Luna continued, "Before I was taken, I had Archdemon marks all over my skin two weeks after the Marriage Auction night. The Blood Beast had failed to convince me to stay with him as his Mate in Hell, and I refused because I chose you over him, Apollyon,"

Luna bared her teeth, recalling what Lilith had told her in Hell. "The Blood Beast was desperate to make me his, so he had a bargain with Lilith."