With a light chuckle, he glanced up to the sky and whispered. “You must really be bored. But wherever You lead, I am following.”
His father would die to know he spoke to his grandfather. In Hell, it was forbidden.
And while Luke knew he’d never meet the Great Creator, he was grateful tonight for having been created. Grateful for this uncertain journey that would lead him along paths unknown.
Epilogue
Outside of Luke’s apartment, Sorcha frowned at the blaring sound of…
K-Pop Demon Hunters?
Soda Pop? It took her a moment to come to terms with what was playing. This was definitely not the norm for her raucous partner. Way too mellow for his normal playlist.
And happy.
Had he been kidnapped again?
She had no idea until his door opened of its own accord. Suddenly, Luke was there, dressed in a pair of black shorts and matching T-shirt. With an adorable smile, he pulled her inside where he, Helly and the Feral Closet Demons appeared to be having a party.
There was even a disco ball on the ceiling of the room, sending glittering prisms dancing all over his black walls.
Sorcha was still trying to absorb the sounds and sights as Luke took her hand so that she could dance with him and Helly whose horns and wings were on full display.
Unlike Luke, Helly sang off-key.
As did the demons who were still locked in the closet. Only the walls were clear so that she could see them all. The closet looked like a tight, silent disco. Yet the demons were into the song which they must be singing off-key on purpose. Some were even twerking.
Shivering at the sight, she danced until the song ended…without any twerking on her part. “What are y’all doing?” she asked with a laugh.
That infectious grin answered her. “It’s Friday. We always celebrate.”
“Why?”
“Why not? We’re all fed and no one’s dead. Best of all, I’m not freezing.”
She swept a hungry gaze over that luscious body. “So, I see.” Then she glanced to the closet. “I thought the demons were banned from your room.”
“Don’t remind him!” Dohlar shouted.
“What happened to the music?” another added.
“I want to dance!”
“Gimme more Soda Pop!”
“Gimme Abby!”
“Who ate the last piece of pizza?”
“Stop stepping on my tail, you animal.”
“I still have to pee!”
Luke leaned his head back and groaned. “Go watch your movie, hyenas.” The wall solidified.
“Please, master. One more pizza!”
“Shut up!” Envee shouted. “He might take our movie from us.”
