Hell’s Consort

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (November 2021 )

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Merle and Archangel Uriel Story Arc

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No one--not even Lucifer--can tell her otherwise until Uriel drew the line.

She trusted that Archangel Uriel already liked the idea of being with her. 

He never asked her to stop and draw a boundary against her behavior and, in fact, Uriel seemed happy and contented about the dynamic of their relationship.

They do what lovers usually do when they were together.

Merle thought that she didn't have to ask him about it.

He was there with her instead of watching the Garden of the Four Seasons, isn't he?

When she found that she wasn't afraid of  Lucifer's nearness anymore, her feet took two steps toward the bar table and returned to the same position she had before Archangel Lucifer surprised her with the proximity of his sensuous mouth.

Merle swore her upper lip had grazed the scruff that darkened her jaw at that moment.

As she bit her lips in recollection, she already knew that the mischievous Archangel did that to intimidate her and she wasn't about to back down from that kind of challenge. 

  Propping her elbows back close to the edge of the wooden bar table, she rested her chin on her interlocked fingers and she saw her reflection on his burning, dark gaze.

From his serious expression, Merle realized she was getting to him and it made her smirk. 

Her smirk was short-lived when the bastard gave her a sarcastic grin and stated, "It's crystal clear that you couldn't answer my question." 

"That's between me and him, Lucifer." Her gaze hardened like gold diamonds  as she gave her a half-shrug, "Our relationship had nothing to do with you so stay out of it unless…" She trailed off and whispered her next words breathlessly while her forefinger stroked his nose without warning,, "--you want to join, that is."

Lucifer seemed to be caught off guard by her change of behavior and his nostrils flared.

In Merle's mind, she was already cackling from Archangel Lucifer's reaction.

Archangel Uriel responded the same way when she teased him with abrupt caresses.

She was right to assume that Archangels were helpless squires in front of bold women who took the first step.

They appear so innocent that she wanted to corrupt them.

Now, she understood why these female Faeries were too excited to give the Angels on Earth their first sexual awakening.

These men can suddenly turn sweet and adorable when their ears started to redden. 

Unfortunately, she couldn't do that with the Archangel she loved. 

He cleared his throat and stared at a spot behind her. "If that notion about your relationship makes you sleep well at  night then  go ahead." Perhaps, he was trying to distract himself with the sunset painting on the wall. "I'm not stopping you." 

"What are you doing here?" Merle didn't know him very much and she never interacted with strangers in these times of danger.

Why was she making an exception with this man?

"Are you sure you are one of them, though?" Merle muttered under her breath so that Archangel Lucifer will be the only one who can hear her. "Archangels? Archangel Lucifer sounds very awful in my ears." 

"You should know that I abhorred being challenged. It doesn't matter what kind it is." He said flatly but his dark eyes seemed to reflect fascination. which Merle didn't want to evoke from him. Just because she conquered Uriel's heart, Lucifer had taken an interest in her average features? Impossible. 

"So you are going to kill me, Archangel?" She gave him a look of disappointment.  Now, a Watcher might kill her, though, if she was a threat to their rebellion against the Creator. Merle clicked her tongue, brought her face closer, and whispered, "That's not a very angelic thing to do." 

"Just tell me where he is so that I can locate him." His teeth were gritted in annoyance.

Merle was proud of herself but she tried hard not to come across as smug when she lowered her head and allowed her dark hair curtain around her face to hide her expression. 

She wouldn't stop irritating him until he left her.

"No. You are a—" Merle let her statement hang in the air and she shook her head, not daring to say the word, 'Archangel' out loud.

Merle had no idea if someone was listening to their conversation but she had to, at least, be careful.

She pointed a finger at the Archangel.

"You belong to the same Kind so you should have no problem looking for him."

His fingers tapped on the wooden bar table with impatience. "It seemed like Uriel was hiding from his own Kind like  how the Gregori had been doing for the recent months, Merle." 

The sound of her name on his lips made the hairs on her skin stand up.

"That's not my name here, Lucifer." Her words were a harsh hiss. 

Folding his arms, Archangel Lucifer's posture straightened with arrogance.

He must have thought that he caught her in his trap.

"I can see that are hiding from people as well. I swear that I have seen a drawing of your peerless face plastered on the 'Wanted' board in every village. You must be preparing your future with Uriel and live like a vagabond just in case he made you pregnant."

'Don't jinx it, idiot.' 

"Shh." Her forefinger pressed unto his lips to shut him up. "This isn't the place to be talking about this."

"Want to go outside with me, then?" He murmured huskily in her finger and she quickly pulled it back and hid her hands away from his sight. 

"I'm currently working as a serving girl in this tavern--" 

"—which you failed miserably." He let out a low chuckle and continued, "What would happen to you if it wasn't me whom you spilled that grapefruit wine?" 

She abhorred that reminder so she switched the subject.

"Uriel wants to be undetected from your Kind for a reason. He is occupied for the whole day so don't disturb him unless he wanted to be seen." Her soft words were clipped and cold as she glared at him. "You must leave me alone  too or you will get me into trouble." . 

"Want to bet?" Lucifer asked as he nodded towards the left side of the room. Her gaze followed his and she saw the owner of the tavern talking to another male guest. "I will give the owner of this tavern five bars of gold and he will willingly let me abduct you in broad daylight." 

Merle's lips parted in shock. 

"Where is this gold he was talking about, then?

He should give it to her instead of him because that way she didn't have to work.

"In any case, what I'm going to tell Uriel is a subject between Archangels. Unfortunately, you aren't one. My message to Archangel Uriel can wait. The discussion must be safeguarded for both of us." A warm, rough hand caressed the back of hers and she quickly pulled away from his touch. "I'm here because I have something important to tell you too."

One large hand flexed on top of the bar table and long, sharp claws grew instead of nails.

Merle's eyes widened in surprise. 

"You want to be with Uriel didn't you?" He asked.. "I found the perfect solution for your wishes."