“We have to help them,” Basker stated, his tone cool and collected, eager to do his duty.
“They’ll be fine,” Zadok assured the Fae. “When they combine their powers, it drains them. They’ll need about twenty-four hours to recover. Then good as new.”
“What can we do for them?” Basker asked.
“For starters, we can get them in the house. Preferably upstairs,” Kaj said, his tone full of authority. He turned his attention to Reidar. “You need to get the word out to the others.”
“Will do.” Reidar glanced down at Obsidian. “You good, boss?”
Obsidian nodded, though even that looked like it required too much energy.
Perfidious lifted his glass to his mouth, took a long swallow. He stared out the grimy window into the night and did his best to ignore the noises coming from Seraphina as she slurped and sucked Sirius in the far corner. Never before had their lack of discretion bothered him, but it looked as though he’d finally had his fill.
“Rumor has it the vampires are pledging their loyalty to the angels,” Perfidious said absently.
Sirius grimaced. “That’s absurd.”
As far as Perfidious was concerned, it was a smart move. With the vampire numbers dwindling thanks to Lucifer’s unleashing of the shadow beasts, it benefited both parties to team up. Not that it would do them any good in the long run, but it would definitely extend the war. Luckily for them, there were always those who weren’t quite sure where to pledge their loyalties. Those traitors were now in the employ of demons, doing some of the dirty work and getting none of the credit.
“Yet it’s true.” Perfidious cleared his throat. “Would you get him off already?”
Sirius grunted and groaned, mumbling obscenities at the bitch kneeling before him.
Perfidious was two seconds from disappearing them elsewhere when Sirius howled his release before shoving Seraphina off of him.
Exhaling heavily to ensure they understood his frustration, Perfidious got to his feet and strolled across the room, turning his attention to Seraphina. “Do you have an updated count on the dead vampires?”
She shrugged as she wiped her fire-engine-red lips with the back of her hand. “Last I checked, they weren’t my problem.”
Perfidious was tempted to set her ablaze, send the vicious bitch back to Hell. In the past couple of weeks, he’d grown tired of her. Then again, he’d grown tired of everything. Ever since he’d lost his connection with Asmia … nothing seemed to matter anymore. Well, nothing except finding her.
“Then what exactlyisyour problem?” he snapped at the demon, reminding himself he did have a job to do.
Seraphina had the audacity to glare at him. “Cleaning up your mess seems to be my main focus.”
Hismess?
“You did blow off your orders to eliminate the human,” Sirius remarked. “Seems you’re both showing your incompetence.”
Perfidious would show the little shit incompetence.
“It’s true,” Seraphina said, purring as she scanned Sirius from head to toe. “He’s too focused on other things to care that the female’s now immortal.”
“Doesn’t mean she can’t be killed,” the distorted rumble of a demonic voice said.
Spinning around, Perfidious found himself nearly toe to toe with Eevuhl. Instinct had him taking a single step back. It wouldn’t behoove him to show fear, but when it came to this particular demon, it was a natural response. The only thing more deadly than the males of thetrielairwas Lucifer himself.
It took effort not to cringe or, hell, to run from the fucking room. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
Eevuhl stood before them in the human form he’d obviously acquired recently. From what Perfidious could tell, he’d picked up the husk somewhere in Texas, complete with cowboy hat and belt buckle. He looked like a dumb ass.
The demon’s gaze cascaded over him, critically judging before he smirked, his black eyes glittering with menace. “Good to see you, too, underling.”
Taking another step back, Perfidious managed to keep a decent distance between him and the evilest creation to have ever traversed the human realm. Aside from Eevuhl’s brothers, Aguhnee and Mizuhree, that was. Thetrielairwere Lucifer’s top-level, the demons responsible for eliminating entire civilizations since the dawn of time.
“Nice … jeans,” Seraphina purred, her eyes raking over Eevuhl’s form.
The demon’s gaze shifted to her. “The best I could come up with on short notice.”
