Hell’s Consort

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (July 2021)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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Princess Ourania was nowhere to be found while they were at the Summer Castle and Luna understood.

It made sense that Apollyon's mother would be hiding from them when she realized her daughter-in-law was still alive after she pushed her downstairs.

If she were made up of a thicker skin, Princess Ourania would have shown up when the Summer King and Queen welcomed them at the portal.

It was fortunate that she didn't possess the sheer audacity to get in her line of sight because her own son might be her cause of death.

If Apollyon was greedy for revenge,  he might have also taken Sir Tristan's life.

At least, she knew that both had a good head on their shoulders when both of them had gone hiding.

Now that her husband's plans had been ruined, he had found another target that night in the face of the Ravin.

  "What's wrong, Familiar?" Apollyon stepped forward and got into Ravin's face, but he didn't touch him as if he was found the Archdemon, the dirtiest thing. "My wife is your Master. You are nothing but a slave."

"You might claim that you are blood-bonded. I heard you are claiming you are her Archdemon husband when you are in Hell?" He didn't betray any emotion as he held Ravin's glare which was full of hatred.  "If you cease to exist in all Realms, I would give you the honor."

Staring at them in disbelief, Luna didn't understand what was going on in front of her.

When she was in Hell, Ravin didn't act this possessive when she was with Luxen. 

She scratched at her cheek as she stood in the middle just in case a fight might break out.

Luna didn't want their group to be kicked a second time.

Well, he might get frustrated with the Archdemon of Lust's presence from time to time.

Yet, their interactions remained cordial.

Was it because they were brothers and they were used to sharing their women? 

What was the difference between being angry at her husband when they shared a physical vessel the moment Lilith's curse on the Vampire King activated? 

"Apollyon, don't." Luna didn't have time to think. He just pulled her husband away from Ravin and demanded in a high-pitched voice. "Why don't you just get along for now?" 

"He looked at me the wrong way." 

"He can only look at you because he can't speak his mind," Luna explained, but her husband refused to acknowledge her no matter how many times she clawed against the arm she clutched, urging him to look at her and get his attention.

There was a painful tightness in her throat when he saw Apollyon like this—a brutally handsome face devoid of emotions.

"Ravin, I am lifting my command to silence you." Luna had to risk making Ravin speak so that she could effectively shut him down in front of her husband. "Why are you doing this—making Apollyon angry on purpose?" She stared up at him, her eyes narrowed. "Don't fight my husband."

When her order finally sunk into the brain of his Familiar, he straightened his posture, and his shoulders relaxed. "You are mine too."

Turning her head, she informed a tensed Apollyon similar to a coiled snake waiting for the right time to strike.

As he breathed hard, she locked arms with him for reassurance when he was about to tackle the other man to the ground.

"Husband, calm down and let me handle this." She shifted her gaze to her Archdemon Familiar and spoke the truth. "I love Apollyon, Ravin." She pleaded,  "Please."

"Do I look like I care?"

Without warning, her husband lunged at the Archdemon of Gluttony.

But before he could smear a huge red slice on his cheek with his claws, Ravin's brawny form flew as if he was shoved by a strong invisible entity towards the statue at the corner and landed in a crash. The Archdemon's injuries healed in an instant, but the demon's dark blood was everywhere.

It turned out that her initial order to her Archdemon Familiar was still effective.

She told him not to touch her husband.

Apollyon's Prussian Blue eyes protruded with anger as he pointed an accusing finger at him. "You need to shut him up." 

"You don't love me, Ravin,"  Luna said coldly, and Apollyon nodded in approval for telling her Archdemon Familiar bluntly that he wouldn't stand a chance. "In my heart, you already lost."

Sitting up,  Ravin's shoulders were hunched over as he picked the splinter off his clothes. "I have accepted that you had other husbands a long time ago." A downturned mouth. "I don't want to  breathe in the same air as him."

"Enough," Luna commanded as she turned her back on her Archdemon Familiars. "Follow the chamberlain so that you can rest in separate rooms."

Ravin did, but Sloth was still behind them when Apollyon started opening their door.

"Sloth." Luna whirled around, stretched her arms, and blocked the entrance to their bedchamber. 

She asked him pointedly as her lips pressed into a white slash, "Where do you think you are going?"

Brows knitting in confusion, the chamberlain turned around in surprise and noticed that the Archdemon Familiars weren't following her to get to their bedchamber.

For some reason, warmth flooded her cheeks when the chamberlain scanned her gaze from head to toe with suspicion.

She might get the wrong idea about the three men following her inside the bedchamber.

"If you have a brain, you should know that you aren't allowed in our bedchamber," Apollyon sneered at him. "This is common sense even for a slave like you."

Even she was shocked to find Sloth setting his heart on entering Apollyon and Luna's room.

Sloth gestured a forefinger at his mouth, telling her that her order was still very much effective.

Goddess! 

The Archdemon of Sloth couldn't answer her question, and she forgot about it.

Being a master to two Archdemon Familiars was messy!