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A smile exploded across Jörmungandr’s face. A beautiful laugh—a laugh of the heavens—poured from Jörmungandr. His sky-blue eyes danced with humor. “Do you intend to send this entire town to Hell to keep them from me? What about this whole dumb little planet?”
“If I have to, yes.”
Jörmungandr cocked his head to one side and studied Lucifer. “Oh, good. I’ve left this alone long enough for you to care about something. That’ll make it so much more fun to destroy this useless place.” Despite his light blond hair and flawless beauty, he definitely had an evil streak. Lucifer wondered if he wouldn’t have been a better choice to lead Hell. Of course, most of the worstthings in Hell had been created by Lucifer, so probably not.
“I don’t give a shit if you destroy this place, as stupid as that would be on your part. This planet means nothing to me. But it means everything to Celeste. It’s her favorite toy.”
Irritation flashed in Jörmungandr’s eyes. “Still? Ridiculous. She’s like a child with her dolls. Very well. I’ll have to settle with breaking you.” In a flash, Jörmungandr was inches from him. Before he made contact, he bounced backward off the very wide chest of Odin.
Lucifer didn’t have time to recover from that shock before he got another. Soft fingers entwined with his. He found Celeste at his side. She didn’t look his way.Her spine was like steel, but she held his hand. He felt her love.
“This has nothing to do with you, Odin. Go back to your low-key alcoholism and leave the trash to me.”
Odin snorted. “This has everything to do with me. Although I know she’s more than capable of handling you, what kind of man would I be if I let my woman fight this battle?”
Lucifer’s eyebrows shot up.
A wicked smile stretched Celeste’s lips.
It was true.
“Odin?” he mouthed.
Her smile grew and her eyes danced with happiness. Well, he couldn’t arguewith that.
“Step aside. Lucifer is mine. He’s always been mine.” The way he said ‘mine’ sounded so sickening, it made Lucifer’s stomach churn.
Lucifer rolled his eyes. This whole thing was about Jörmungandr’s hurt pride. He was the original grudge holder.
An evil chuckle fell from Lucifer’s lips, mocking Jörmungandr. Jörmungandr didn’t stand a chance against the three of them, and he knew it. “How embarrassing for you, Monnie. Why aren’t you humiliated for throwing a fit over getting dicked down? My plane would freeze before I ever admitted anyone was so good in bed, they had me destroying worlds.”
Hatred already flashed in Jörmungandr’s eyes. It doubled when Odin laughedat the taunt. “You’d know all about destroying things in temper tantrums, wouldn’t you? Isn’t that exactly how you ended up banished?”
Lucifer shrugged. “I’d still be cozy in my fiery, hot bog if you hadn’t stormed your ass down here. I’ve accepted my fate. You should do the same and move along. There’s nothing for you here.”
“Nah. I think I’ll stay. My toy made a little house and a cozy fire here. I can chill until I’ve snatched him away from you and crushed his tiny skull. Maybe I’ll entertain myself by roasting a few townsfolk in the meantime. The quicker you let me have my way, the fewer people that’ll get hurt.”
Ugh. Lucifer really wanted to choke thelife from him.
“I seriously doubt you want to feel my wrath, Monnie.” It was the first time he had heard Celeste’s voice in ages. He fought the way the sound made his eyes sting. “Everything here is mine. A single hair out of place will have you hanging by your entrails in my study for the rest of eternity. This isn’t a war you want. When my brother was banished, our deal was met. You’re the one breaking those terms.” She ran her hand down Odin’s spine. “We will see that contract honored.”
Odin glanced over his shoulder and smiled.
Damn. They were in love. He would not have seen that coming in a million years. He hoped the union endured. Otherwise, this world would see avampire-werewolf war like none other. Lucifer would likely be forced to unleash a demon army.
Jörmungandr ran his tongue over his teeth, obviously doing his best to hold back the rage. “I’ll see my creation returned, then.”
“Over my dead body.”
Celeste squeezed his hand at Lucifer’s growled words. “Riku’s soul has been bound to Lucifer. He’s no longer yours.”
An evil-looking smile stretched Jörmungandr’s lips. “Is that how we’re playing this?” He disappeared and reappeared almost instantly. Fen, a Scottish vampire who had been sent to protect Frost, hung from his hand like a rag doll. “Then I think I’ll take this one.” Hewas gone again before anyone could protest. Not that Lucifer cared, as long as he was gone.
Celeste pinched the spot between her eyes. She dropped her hand, looking tired. “One battle at a time, I suppose. I doubt he’s dumb enough to harm him.”
“You look beautiful.” He didn’t mean to say it. The power of seeing his twin again was too much. He couldn’t think straight.
A sad smile touched her lips. “Vain, as always. You know it’s like looking in a mirror.”
