-That…? —Akhliss gasped, one arm still resting on the wall, but she moved as if he had felt the urge to interfere. I felt the same.The crimson-eyed demon tilted its head in confusion and curiosity.-That's what you think? —She answered him defiantly.Then Azazziel spoke in a strange tongue. I was almost sure it wasn't Latin, it didn't sound like it. They were few words, but they made Asmodeus open his eyes with pure shock, pronounced in that exotic language that they used to use sometimes, the one that seemed like, if I tried it, my tongue would get stuck. A language that didn't seem to be intended for humans.A light laugh filled with disbelief escaped the demon's lips. Akhliss, Khaius and Naamáh were also affected by those words that I did not understand.When astonishment finished crossing his face, Asmodeus smiled.—Are you really willing to do that? —She inquired.Azazziel shook his head in confident agreement, and a terrible foreboding overwhelmed me.—Let him go now and we wil
And there, that unknown anger that irremediably attacked him took over my head."Do to him the same as you did to Hythro ," whispered the voice of that feeling. A vile and ominous feeling. One that had nothing to do with me, but even so, seemed to come from the deepest place within me.Of course not. She wasn't going to do the same thing again, not again. No, unless it was strictly necessary again. Furthermore, Hythro was just one of thousands, millions of demons. Asmodeus was something completely different. What consequences would there be for me if he had dared to hurt a Demon King?Surely nothing good.All coherent thoughts and foreign feelings completely vanished from my mind when Asmodeus raised a hand to caress my head. I couldn't move, the panic left me immobile, static in my place. A gasp of pure horror and disbelief escaped my lips the instant Asmodeus leaned forward to bury his nose in my hair and inhale deeply.“Asmodeus…” Azazziel urged him, with a tone that was somewhere
Akhliss's words made me bite the inside of my cheek to force myself to remain silent. The insecurity and fear of the mere possibility that something bad could happen to Azazziel was torturing me. I couldn't just stop thinking about it and that's it. I needed to know what that fucking agreement was .My rib was throbbing and I couldn't stop grimacing in pain all the time. Khaius, who was also in a lot of pain, but seemed not to want to show it, grabbed my shoulders to prevent me from collapsing. However, I couldn't help but jump at their closeness as the recent memory of everything I was told and shown about them hit my head. Khaius pursed his lips and moved away to walk a meter away from me.I felt a stab in my chest, but I stayed in my place.I clenched my fists tightly as we passed the room filled with torture instruments. The fear that that room caused me was such that I walked with my eyes closed until we left there. The long tunnels were another endless and terrible path, as we a
And alloyed with that excessive fear that was beginning to overcome me, my doubts emerged.—Did Asmodeus decide to let me go... because he saw something in me? —I asked in a barely audible whisper.In the front seats, they shared a very serious look, but then Akhliss shrugged and Khaius looked out the window.—And do you have any idea what it could have been? —I insisted, and frowned when the silence of both of them made suspicion invade me—. Do I remind you of anyone?I knew that, according to Khaius, I bore a certain resemblance to his sister, although deep down I always believed that this was because the change obscured his human memories and he no longer remembered her well. Beyond that, he had no idea about anything.This time they shook their heads."You're not like anyone we've ever met," Akhliss replied in a somewhat surly tone.-But? —I ventured when I noticed how his expression twisted slightly."But..." she continued, "one of the things why Asmodeus is in the position he is
“I think we should take her to a hospital,” he said, and a pang of panic went through me."I-I'm fine," I mumbled softly. I don't want to go there."You have a broken rib," he replied, looking at me with some severity.I shook my head.—Please, I just want to sleep.Akhliss sighed wearily.-Leave her. “Let him do what he wants,” she told him. Khaius pursed his lips, but he nodded silently.My eyes widened when I got out of the car and we started moving through the garden, because it was only then that I noticed the way Akhliss was limping. I realized that his wound from Naamah's dagger was perhaps more serious than I had realized.Some barking, which I immediately recognized as Alexander's, was loud, alarmed and scandalous, and I feared it might wake Nat. But what the hell was he doing there? I took out the keys that Nat gave me a few days ago and opened the door very slowly. The puppy greeted me by moving around me like a desperate man and I couldn't help but smile at him, although t
I turned my attention from them to Akhliss. Alarm surged through me as my gaze traveled to his injured leg, which somehow seemed to still be open. That was not a normal thing; As far as I understood, they recovered from their injuries more quickly than we did.She noticed and shook her head nonchalantly.-I'll be fine, do not worry. She—she She smiled faintly—. She will heal."That dagger..." I muttered breathlessly. What the hell was she doing?"It's a special weapon," he explained lamely. Asmodeus gave it to Naamah so that she could defend herself much more easily. At the right point, he can kill a demon almost immediately.Right on point ... Maybe, if he had aimed better, Hythro would still be alive... Yeah, that wasn't exactly a good thing. But at least, if he were still alive, I wouldn't be a murderer right now. I closed my eyes again and bit my lower lip hard. Asmodeus was right. He was never going to be able to get that out of my head.Akhliss put a hand on my shoulder, shaking
I told him everything I went through, everything I saw, what they told me, what they did, what I did... I told him about Asmodeus, about his innate and natural cruelty, but at the same time about that strange magnetism that caused . And the irrational disgust that he caused me, even though I didn't know him at all.I only spent a couple of hours awake. I didn't know if it was because of the food, but tiredness overcame me in the middle of the day and I tried to sleep again. The pain in my stomach muscles was intolerable, as well as the pain in my skull and ribs. I hated feeling this weak, but I was sure all I needed was rest.Sleep, and know that he was okay. That he would return. It was the only thing he needed.~*~*~*~I had no idea about anything. I only knew that when I opened my eyes, it was night.A pressure on my torso immediately caught my attention and I looked at my own body. Immediately, shock and panic hit me when I realized I wasn't wearing the same borrowed blouse I had
My stomach contracted even more."Y-you're okay," I whispered. That was obvious, of course, but I only said it because I needed to break the density of the silent atmosphere and because, although my resentment against him had not completely diminished, I really felt relieved to have him in front of me. Wounded, but alive.He nodded, still not looking at me.-How do you feel? —He inquired, but his eyes continued studying the space in which we were, as if it were the first time she had seen it—. Physically, I mean.I looked at my own body and felt again the area in my torso where I previously felt the pain that prevented me from breathing well."Much better," I admitted, before furrowing my brow at the suspicion that arose in me. Did you...heal me?Again, he shook his head in a half-hearted nod. I wanted to think that perhaps that was due to his surly attitude, because he had used the little energy he had to heal my wounds. Maybe he was just very tired.Once again, I felt nervousness ti