Hell’s Consort

New Chapter for the Highest Tier (June 2021)

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Vampire King Apollyon

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"My child." The soul continued, "You need to summon a specific Archdemon Familiar from Hell while you figure out how to get rid of Lilith. She became a co-owner of your body because of a spell she made. No amount of exorcism could get rid of it without divine intervention."

"A spell? What spell did Lilith do to my wife?" He demanded harshly, "The High Priestess who summoned the Archdemon of Envy knew exactly what she was doing during the exorcism."

Apollyon's eyebrows knitted into a scowl as he tried to make sense of everything. "I followed the exact process of the conjurer's instructions to aid with Lilith's banishment. I don't understand." 

A hazy cloud took over and covered his mind. He tried to get rid of it with a shake in the head…or perhaps,  a hard punch on the mattress will do.

A loud thump and a crack were heard from underneath their King-sized bed when he allowed his anger to take over.

He could feel Luna flinch when his frustration caused the bed frame to shake.

As he heaved noisy breaths, Apollyon calmed himself down after relaying all his ire into that one strike.

The escalating rage vanished inside him, and then he was alright.

As he turned to check up on his wife, he found that she was far from him and out of his arms' reach.

Her emerald eyes were wide, and her hand had covered her mouth in shock.

Frozen, she sat across him with her knees bent and her calves underneath her as if Hecate had hit her once with her ice arrow during her battle with Hephaestus' dragon.

"A-Apollyon." Luna's trembling voice was barely audible as she brought her arms close to her chest in a gesture of self-protection. "Please— Please d-don't be angry at me." 

"I'm sorry, wife. I apologize, but I wasn't angry at you."  He clenched and unclenched his fists as he bowed his head down in shame.

He couldn't look at his wife in the eye when she had that terrified look on her face—especially if it was his fault.

It wasn't that he had no self-control, but Apollyon was a King who needed to remove this dark emotion in his heart through external efforts. 

When Apollyon reached for her, Luna recoiled from his touch. 

He swallowed hard at her response, and he felt like a savage brute living in a jungle rather than the King. 

His lapse of judgment must have scared her, thinking that she would be his next target. 

Apollyon wouldn't ever dare to punch his wife in the face.

But Luna must have assumed that due to his explosive reactions. 

Eyes moist and twinkling, as if she was about to cry, she murmured. "I'm afraid, Apollyon." 

He exhaled a harsh breath and immediately regretted the display of violence.

"Of what?" He asked. "Of me?"

Luna shook her head.

"Then, what is the problem?"

"Nothing." 

He narrowed his eyes at her, and it made Apollyon wonder if she was hiding something from him again, indeed!

  "I'm sorry about what I did earlier when I told you that I wanted to see Hecate and dropped us in the middle of a battle. It was stupid of me." Luna admitted as she glanced down at her clasped hands on her lap. "That must also be the reason why you punched our bed so hard  that the innkeeper might throw us out, and we had no place to stay." 

Well, Apollyon already recovered from the fear of losing Luna after that event with the surprise portal.

He had to reassure his wife that it was alright and it wasn't her fault that he was furious because it was the Archdemon of Envy that he would give everything in the world (except his wife and the Vampire Realm) to get a chance to kill her.

  "I—I can't promise that I would never do that again but know this, wife. This anger wasn't directed at you but at the situation itself. Lilith—" Apollyon shook his head once and bit his cheek to stop himself from exploding with rage.

That bitch really needs to be cursed all day and all night from the pain and trouble she inflicted on Apollyon and Luna's marriage.

He bit his lip as an awkward silence filled the room while his wife waited for him to continue.

Luna made no move to return to his side and tell him that it was alright.

There was still a part of him that hadn't changed.

Well, he wasn't born perfect, but he could, at least, try so that his wife wouldn't feel threatened by his presence when he was in his dark mood.

"I— I lost my control." It was perfectly normal, Apollyon convinced himself as he made his tone gentler. "I am so mad at everything, but I would never hurt you. I thought Lilith was—" Fuck it! He would not repress his frustration for Luna's sake. " I thought we were able to get rid of that bitch!" 

  He wasn't mad at Luna, alright?

Apollyon could admit that he was fuming over the possibility that Lilith was still trapped inside her somewhere.

His hand was raised to rub against his aching temples then down to his face.

Apollyon glowered at the soul. "So, how will this work between my wife and Lilith? You said she was about to wake up, messenger. Can we learn how to avoid any trigger that would wake Lilith up?" Apollyon asked, but he immediately thought about an important detail that answered his question. "We can't. Because our baby Leo would suffer." 

God's blood! How complicated.

"Why would you suggest summoning an Archdemon familiar to get rid of Lilith?" Luna quizzed the ghost. "We don't need any Archdemon familiar when I am an Archdemon myself." 

"When the time comes when Lilith takes over, you would be replaced by Lilith." The ghost began, "Let us imagine your vessel as a chariot."