by Cate Corvin
A delicious shiver of satisfaction went through me. It was no more than they deserved. I wished I’d been there to see the angel’s face.
At that moment, I knew I was where I belonged. Heaven had never been meant for me.
Not when I was so like my prince.
“Would you like to see? I don’t think he’s ready for company, but then… we don’t always get what we want, do we?” Belial cast an odd look at Lucifer, that strange little half-smile still on his face.
The lanterns lit up as imps crawled through the arena, casting a glow from front to back. When the lanterns above Belial’s bone dais lit up, I bit back a gasp.
I was very well-acquainted with the form slumped at the foot of the stairs. He looked diminished by the loss of his wings, blood crusting his silver hair, bruises raised on his face. Yraceli’s chains bound him, keeping his arms pinned at his sides, digging into the thick column of his throat and purpling the flesh.
It was like he and Tascius had traded places. Without his wings, his system was weak, shocked, unable to quickly heal the wounds. He retained every agony Belial had inflicted on him.
“Gabriel,” I whispered, and his eyelashes fluttered.
My heart was galloping in my chest, my wings quivering.
Here he was, the object of my nightmares, the archangel who’d tormented us, the one who’d pushed me from the parapets of Heaven with satisfaction in his eyes… and now he was broken and mutilated at my feet.
Wild happiness rose in me under the shock.
Belial gripped my chin and raised my face to kiss me. His soft lips opened mine, and he slid his tongue in my mouth with a groan. I reached for him when he broke away, his eyes glittering.
“I missed you,” he said, his voice quiet and for my ears only. “Never happy without you.”
“Then I’ll never be without you again,” I promised.
Not after the token he’d made to me. He’d gleefully given me my heart’s bloodiest desire, and the satisfaction was sweet.
Belial strode to the dais and stood over Gabriel. I felt the quiet shock of the others at the sight of an archangel reduced to this shredded mess.
My Prince of Wrath gripped a handful of that silvery hair, jerking his head upright. Gabriel’s eyes shot open, and my face was the first thing they landed on.
He took me in from head to toe, my sheer dress and painted nails, and a sneer curled his bruised lips.
“So they’ve made you into a whore.” His voice was raspy and harsh from screaming his vocal cords to dust. “I did Heaven a favor when I cast you out.”
Belial pulled his head back, exposing his throat. He ran the tip of the ebonite dagger over the tendons in Gabriel’s neck. “Do you remember what this felt like? Do you want me to cut out your tongue next and cast it in silver?”
Gabriel turned his head aside as much as he could and spat blood.
“From this day on, you will speak to my Lady Wrath as you would to me,” Belial said quietly. He let the blade linger at the archangel’s throat, drawing a bead of blood, and released Gabriel’s hair like he disgusted him. “Now, look upon your sins. Are you still willing to lie to yourself, Gabriel? How much more dignity can you lose?”
From Belial’s mocking tone, it was clear that Gabriel still had a lot left to lose.
Belial beckoned the others into the light, his grin stretching wider. Azazel and Lucifer looked grim, exchanging black looks.
But when Tascius stepped into the light, Gabriel’s eyes flickered. He didn’t seem surprised at the sight of a silver-haired angel in our midst, but sneering and furious.
I glanced back and forth between them, feeling sick, knowing I was just holding off on accepting the obvious.
It hit me like lightning when I finally gave in to the truth that clawed in the dark corners of my mind.
The silver hair, the handsome, chiseled faces… the familiarity of Tascius with wings. My Nephilim didn’t look surprised either, only resigned, with hints of a burgeoning rage in his eyes.
Gabriel wasn’t surprised, because he already knew. He’d known he’d left a son to suffer in Hell, and that both child and mother had paid steep and bloody prices for his abandonment.
That was his ultimate sin, his crime.
I drew in a breath, feeling like I’d had the air knocked out of me, as Gabriel drew his lips back in a snarl.
“My son. My sin. How like your mother you look.”
The End
To Be Continued in Hell Hath No Fury…
Easy is the descent into Hell.
Especially when you embrace the darkness.
And it embraces you back.
Revenge is so close I can almost taste it.
Belial has brought me everything I wanted and more- he served me vengeance on a silver platter, along with his heart.
But my own faults have caused a rift between myself, Lucifer, and Azazel. If I want to destroy Satan and live happily ever after in Hell, hard choices must be made.
And when the Dragon himself takes something I hold dear, the choice is final: I must wield the Sword of Light once more, even at the risk of being burned alive.
I have no fear.
After all, Hell hath no fury like an angel scorned.
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For more books by Cate Corvin, check out the links below!
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