Hell’s Consort

Newest Chapter For Highest Tier (July 2021)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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Averting his gaze, Apollyon's lips were pressed into a grim line while his large, warm hand resting on her baby bump. 

"Lilith had  taken over you, Luna." He said without warning and any reservations, and she let out a small, short gasp.

It was a soft but deadly whisper.

Leaning closer to the side to make sure she could hear it correctly, Luna attempted to prop herself up with one arm.

Her sore body quivered uncontrollably from this ice-cold numbness freezing in her bones.

When she made the mistake of glancing down her chest, she spotted bright, mysterious red cantankerous sores with light yellow pus oozing out of her pale skin.

Lightly touching it with her palm made her hiss.

Luna winced, her mouth opening involuntarily as she pushed it slightly forward.

She abruptly lifted her gaze back to Apollyon. 

Out of sight.

Out of mind.

Grimacing, Luna blinked away the last fading image of her wounds out of her mind. 

"What did you just say, husband?"

Her entire thoughts were clouded with paranoia. 

It took him a minute to decide before telling her about everything that happened when she lost consciousness.

Luna thought that it was the last time she would ever see Apollyon again.

Her heart was pierced by Princess Ourania's weapon from front to back.

And that their heiress would never see the light of this world due to miscarriage.

Luna's oversight that Princess Ourania would never dare hurt her in the Summer Castle was her own undoing. After that, Apollyon's mother can talk all she wanted—like a dog who kept barking but could not bite.

  It turned out that the Fury, Caelano, whom Princess Ourania instructed to finish her off after she stabbed her multiple times with her crystal spear, didn't follow through with the command. 

The Summer Princess might be Caelano's master, but it was attracted to Lilith's darkness even more.

So, the Fury decided to cure her vessel's predicament and gave the Archdemon of Envy the strength to control her body for a while before Hecate's grimoire came to the rescue, getting rid of Caelano and subdue Lilith. 

Luna's heart almost stopped the whole time Apollyon was talking.

When he was finished, her heart restarted, beating as fast as a hummingbird's wing.

"Lilith couldn't wait long enough?" She shoved her fingers through her long blond hair in frustration. "Why didn't that parasite just stayed behind me for the rest of her Archdemon existence?" 

The stakes have now become higher." Apollyon said. The look in his Prussian blue eyes felt like he had seen even turning into hell. "Lilith taking control over your physical body must be a sign from the gods and the goddesses, urging us to do something about it. Fast."

Biting her lip, she pressed her temples with both hands and took deep breaths.

"This is all my fault, Apollyon." It was her choice—her proposal—to meet Princess Ourania on the women's parlour. She desired to keep the discussion private and handle it herself, already taking Apollyon out of the picture if her plans might backfire.

Shaking her head, she uttered darkly, "I want to get out of this room and kill Princess Ourania.  I don't care if she was your mother."

"Luna." Apollyon took one of her bloodstained hands and wiped them with the blanket, caressing it with his thumb. "You just recovered from my mother's Underworld familiar. Those unhealed wounds in your body. It was all Caelano's doing."

Luna's hand tensed as she raised her voice in anger. "That goddamned Fury did me dirty!" 

Can you tell me what happened on your side?" His husband's voice held a lethal warning, demanding her to tell the truth. "What did Princess Ourania do to you?"

She narrated how Apollyon's mother had pushed her down the stairs and stabbed her with that crystal spear she used to threaten Princess Sapphire by hurting Xerxes with it at the royal infirmary.

As if that wasn't enough, Apollyon proceeded to stab her again and again until it damaged her vampire heart thoroughly along with the agony of her bloody miscarriage when she fell.

  All her limbs were shaking from the force of her anger.

Apollyon listened intently without interruption.

There was no other emotion in his cold, hard features except anger—quick and ruthless—but she could see guilt and fear flicker across his face in the blink of an eye.

Luna finished. "You can't stop me from taking my revenge."

"My mother isn't our priority right now. However, if we kill her, having her head in a silver platter will lead us to complications with the Summer Courts. I want to do it myself." His tone was non-negotiable as he clenched his fists. "You remember that Hecate told us that we must  bring Xerxes and Princess Sapphire to the journey."

"I thought I could do it on my own. I'm so pathetic." Luna admitted as her vision blurred from the tears. "You should be angry at me." 

  "God's blood! You aren't pathetic, wife. Now  I am so close to killing my mother for what she had done to you." Apollyon rose from his chair to sit on the bed wrap her into his embrace. "F*ck being civil with her!"

Oh, how his large frame made her feel safe.

"We don't know each other for a millennium. She is a stranger to me. If she attempted to kill the baby, it would only be right to punish her with death. She will not escape from my wrath."  Apollyon's body shook with rage. "I am just holding myself back but getting rid of Lilith is our top priority. My family is my  top priority."

As she caressed Apollyon's back, Luna closed her eyes, and tears started streaming down her face. 

"Apollyon, you should scold me for my stupidity like you always did in the past."  She murmured.

  "Scolding you will not make any difference. You aren't a child anymore but an adult who can think for yourself. Doing that will only drive a wedge between us.  The only thing we can do now accepts the consequences." Apollyon said. "Get enough rest… before we summon the other Archdemon if that's what it takes to get rid of Lilith."