Hell’s Consort

Newest Chapter of Highest Tier (December 2021)

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Vampire King Apollyon

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Apollyon opened the umbrella and held it over their heads so that he could protect his wife from the swirling snow. 

He thought he was doing a good job being patient and understanding of her predicament so he let her do what she wanted except for the things he deemed as dangerous.

His woman couldn't even  stand on her own longer than ten minutes without other people's assirstance. 

Luna's skin had reddened from the salt that the maidservants had scrubbed against her body to make them smoother, letting her absorb the minerals, to soothe her tired muscles.

From the recent months, Luna  had slept in limited positions that were comfortable for pregnant women.

She was always cautious with every detail of her actions and she listened to the birth attendants well so that she couldn't harm their heiress without knowing it.

Apollyon had had enough.

Luna shivered from the freezing chilly air that touched their skin as the droplets it carried, soaked her eyelashes.

Apollyon had to go back  to the royal bedchamber and fetch  the fur cloak he had worn during his travel and hung at the back of the chair to place put them  on around her shoulders.

Meanwhile, Apollyon didn't bother putting on clothes since he was comfortable with the blanket wrapped around his waist.

It was good that Luna halted her plans to seduce him on purpose when he already beat her to it.

As Apollyon held her hand to remind her of his warmth, both of them watched the glistening snowflakes fall from the sky which painted a white dreamy canvas while they waited for the servants to return the tub to the storage room, put out all the candles and leave. 

Finally, they were alone.

Yet, he couldn't shake off the feeling that time was ticking.

His mind kept being stuck into the future instead of  focusing in the present, enjoying his day with his wife while it lasted before he returned to the Autumn Palace to continue  the hunt of the garden's specific location. 

The few autumn leaves bejeweled with frosts left on the branches swayed with a graceful poise which exposed their strength in surviving the four different seasons in the Faerie Realm. 

They stared into the naked winter trees lining up into the horizon,  he was in a hypnotic daze with nature that he didn't realize that the sun was about to set.

Soon, the silver moon would appear and illuminate the icy black night.

They didn't miss the shadowy form that had pushed through the fog, riding a brown stallion gallantly as if he was here to save the princess.

A princess who already had a prince who stood beside her. It was none other than the Archdemon of Gluttony.

Luna squirmed in her seat in discomfort.

Apollyon didn't expect Ravin to return so soon from the Autumn Palace since he had tricked him and Xerxes that the three of them wouldn't be able to come home. 

This was the reason why he fooled her Archdemon Familiar that their group had more work to do wih Queen Morgan When his only aim was to  have Luna all to himself.

Ha!

It was payback for the infuriating insult he told him when he asked his blood for  Luna to drink...

And now, Ravin had th audacity to come here rushing to see his wife? 

His anger with Ravin's presence in the Estate momentarily vanished as he diverted all of his attention into Luna.

He had never seen her so grim that day until the Archdemon of Gluttony appeared.

From his angle, Apollyon could see her side profile and he couldn't take her eyes off her.

The wind blew her short silver hair into a gorgeous mess.

Frown lines marred her forehead as she watched Ravin's  breath rose in thick puffs, joining into the dove-grey washed sky while his brown horse he rode, trotted, in the direction of Hazelnut Manor.

The bastard, who clearly saw the two of them  watching him from the balcony, lifted his head to the wind and had the nerve to wave his hand at them despite the distance.

Ravin had donned a black winter coat, making him stand out in contrast to the sparkling white of nature. 

Apollyon's hand clenched the umbrella stick and it almost snapped into two from his contempt.

  This Archdemon shouldn't even be here this early in time. 

Ravin should have arrived here in the Estate with Xerxes in about five hours. 

God's Blood! 

"Husband." Luna stopped the gentle swing of her rocking chair as she planted her  feet firmly to the ground. "I know you hate Ravin but…." There was a disconcerting pause.

He was tempted to bark at her to spill it out but Apollyon waited and observed him warily when she pressed a hand over her heart. "I don't know what I just felt when I saw Ravin but I swore my heart skipped a beat." She continued in a nervous whisper. "—as if  I was in love with him or something. It wasn't' t on purpose but it felt like it was the same reaction every time I see you." 

Apollyon felt cold terror tingling at his nape, alarmed at why her wife had abruptly held her breath and that made him more suspicious.

  It might hurt but he had to find out if his theory was true. 

Did drinking Ravin's blood unwittingly strengthen their mating bond?

"Is it because you drank his blood that you became more attached to him?" 

"I'm scared, Apollyon." Luna started twisting her fingers on her skirt nervously as  the pitch of her voice rose in a panic,  "We shouldn't have done what the Three Fates suggested."

Apollyon was unfortunately right and it made his blood boil. 

"As long as you know your limits as my wife, Luna. We will have no problem." Apollyon said, biting back a growl, as his hand clenched on the back of Luna's rocking chair to keep it in place.. "I will keep an eye on you at all times so let's just use him for his Archdemon's blood to keep you healthy."