Page 110 of Live Like Legends

Without looking at his father, Nick answered, “Jonah’s magic.”

“You know where it is?” Daya asked, placing a hand over her chest.

“If the magic wants to be ready any time soon, that would be fucking fantastic.” Reese rolled his eyes, leaning against the back of the couch.

Natalia rubbed her lips together. She patted her palm against the book. “Sometimes it just needs to be in the hands of the right person. I didn’t need my magic to see something so glaringly obvious.” She looked at Nick. “If Ariel wasn’t so eager I would do this more delicately, but it seems that isn’t an option.”

My angelic boyfriend’s eyes widened when the High Priestess turned slightly and handed the book to his father.

“If you value your lives, you will make sure he remains alive and in one piece!” My father yelled from somewhere in the dimly lit room. The Enchanters that Lucifer had coaxed to come to Hell, thinking that being with him was better than being with Lilith, worked diligently around me.

The pain I felt wasn’t excruciating but it was rather annoying at best. My sight had started to get blurry and my mind began to fade before the guards in the Hell prison had found me. I heard chatter among the Enchanters as they spoke to my father with stuttered words. His booming presence had them worried. They should be, to be fair.

My father snarled when they’d said my face would need some time to recover from the swelling. They said they could do what they could, but they weren’t miracle workers. I heard a slap and a body falling to the ground when the words, “we aren’t the High Priestess” came from one of their mouths.

Idiots. All of them.

I flinched as I sat up in bed. My father commanded them out of my room and I nearly laughed watching them fumble around. The Enchanters toppled over one another just to try to be first out of the room and into the hallway. My father let out a deep sigh, running a hand down his tired face.

He was handsome enough, his blonde hair closely cut. He looked at me with eyes that mirrored my own, green and turned up at the corners. He had scruff that settled at his jawline, which he scratched as he slowly walked over to my bedside.

“What the hell happened?”

“I can handle it.” It hurt to move my mouth, but I pushed through.

He growled at me. “I didn’t ask you if you could handle it. I asked you what thehellhappened?”

“She got away, but like I said, I can handle it. Just let me handle my own business, father.” I lifted my hand to my face, feeling the puffiness.

My father’s eyes narrowed. “She?”

“That is what I said, isn’t it?” I snapped.

He opened his mouth, but then closed it. A rumbling groan left his throat. “That girl. Lilith’s little project.”

I remained quiet. I wasn’t a fucking child and didn’t need a lecture of any kind. I needed to get the hell out of here, readying myself for my next move.

“You let yourself get attached to one ofherproblems and look where it’s gotten you. The last thing we all knew about her was that she was dead! I told you not to go into dealings with that conniving bitch and you did! I wanted to give you more responsibility, so I gave you Leviathan. Holding down that property was all you had to do, but no you wanted more.” He spat the words out like venom, but it didn’t sting.

“I am my father’s son.” I smirked at him. One of my eyes seemed to be more swollen than the other, so my vision waslimited. I didn’t need both eyes to know that his facial expression was all but lethal.

I was suddenly seething with pain when he grabbed my face and turned me to look at him, head on. “What do you mean she got away?”

“You are a smart man. I am sure you can figure it out.”

“She was in the Hell prison,” he was talking to himself, mulling over the thoughts in his head. “Oh, no, youkepther in the Hell prison.”

“You catch on quickly, don’t you father?”

“You thought she was dead Dimitri!”

I snorted. “Well clearly she is not! I had to bring her here. I needed her here,weneeded her here!”

My father’s eyes widened. “You created a dark rift to bring her here. You stupid boy! Risks can be a wonderful thing, but you don’t just make decisions based on some girl you fucked around with. You are not just any other demon! You cannot be this fucking reckless!” He slammed his hands down on the bed, huffing out a breath.

I chuckled. “I knew she wasn’t dead, father. Is no one paying attention here? That pretty girl is a hybrid and a powerful one at that.”

My father lifted his head up slowly to gaze at me. “Excuse me?”

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