“Go back to Kristoph’s side,” Azazel growled at the hellhound, who didn’t move at his command but looked at Uriel instead.
“Go on, baby. Protect Kristoph.” Bruc licked Uriel’s chin, then disappeared.
“Why does he always listen to you and not me?”
“Because I don’t growl at him.” Uriel grabbed a tissue and started cleaning off his face.
“Stop treating him like a baby,” Azazel ordered.
“But he is a baby. You and I are older than him,” Uriel defended. “And I was serious, we do need to find him a mate.”
“Fine, when this is all over, we’ll get right on that.” Azazel looked around the messy office. Not that he was complaining, but it had been too easy to take down Dagon.
“That was too easy,” Uriel said.
Azazel nodded in agreement. “I was just thinking the same thing.”
“You’re going to need to clean this place up,” Uriel commented, walking over to Dagon’s desk and picking up a few documents. “And hire a new president.” He looked up at Azazel and he could read his mate’s mind. “You have someone in mind already, don’t you?”
Uriel grinned. “Babe, you know me so well.” He looked down at the desk and saw Dagon’s cellphone that was hidden under a few files. Uriel’s brows furrowed as he picked it up. “Now I know why it was so easy.” He turned it around, showing a five-minute countdown.
“A bomb?” Azazel said. “Are you fucking kidding me? When the hell did he have time to set one?”
“No time to chat, love. You get someone to clean this place up while I deal with this,” Uriel said, and he was gone in a flash.
Azazel summoned a few demons and gave them instructions, then followed Uriel, who had just thrown Dagon’s cellphone into Lake Erie. Water shot up high in the air when the bomb exploded, almost reaching the sky before cascading down.
“I have a bad feeling that was a warning signal to Micha,” Uriel said.
“Then let’s get to the heavenly realm.” Azazel wrapped his arms around Uriel’s waist. “I’m not sure why I want to save the old man.”
Uriel cupped Azazel’s cheeks. “It’s because he’s your father, no matter what he’s done in the past.”
“He won’t be grateful.” Azazel sighed.
“We don’t need him to be. Let’s just chalk it up to karma. We save him and it wipes out all the bad shit we did tonight.”
“Okay, I’ll listen to you.”
CHAPTER TWENTY
They were about to walkthrough the gates of the heavenly realms, but Uriel froze. Since he left ten years ago, Uriel had vowed never to return. He wasn’t afraid to enter. Uriel had made a promise to himself that he wouldn’t set foot in the heavenly realms ever again. Being a part of Dio’s world was his past, and he didn’t want it to be woven into his future. But it seemed it was another vow he would end up breaking. Uriel had to keep telling himself that making sure that Dio stayed alive was to ensure their luck and karmic gains.
“What’s wrong?” Azazel asked.
“Nothing.” Uriel shook his head. “Come on, let’s get this over with. I’m tired.”
“Are you sure? If you feel uncomfortable being here, I can do this on my own.”
Uriel smiled. “No, we do this together.”
Azazel nodded. “Okay, same plan as before.”
Uriel snorted. “What plan?”
“Exactly.”
Uriel shook his head as they walked through the heavenly gates. He tried to ignore the welcome-home feeling and focused on the task at hand: finding Dio.
