“I’m going to join you four.”
This time, my sneer is sincere as it lands on Gladian.
“The fuck you are. I won’t have you stomping around all pissy, ruining my day.”
Creed adds a firm, “No.”
“The two of us need to discuss our new rotation with the Court and I want to see this for myself.”
“I’ll bring the bodies right to you so you can see and we can discuss the rotation then,” Creed says, walking away.
Where is he going? Fuck if I know.
We’re starshooting outside of Hellveilious.
Definitely not walking.
“I don’t need any of your permission. I was attempting to go about this cordially. I’m joining you.”
A small laugh slips through my lips as Creed stops in his tracks and pivots back around to face Gladian. Sevryn scoffs as he too stomps ahead to stand at Creed’s side.
I flop my arm over Doren’s shoulder and give him a wink.
“Which one do you think is going to throw the first punch?” I ask him with a whisper.
“Hopefully neither. Fighting doesn’t need to be the answer in this situation.”
I huff. “No fun, Discovery. No fun at all.”
“Do what you want, Gladian, but stay the fuck out of our way. If you do a thing to interfere with us or tamper with the bodies, I’ll throw your big ass through the barrier to Hellveilious before you can fucking blink.”
My excitement gets the best of me, and my fingers grip Doren’s shoulder as I shake him.
Valories, I hope we get to lock the God of Strength away today.
“You truly think I’d do something like that?” Gladian asks.
“Wouldn’t be the first time you fucked someone over. Can we go? I’m fucking over this already,” Sevryn grunts, having a stare-off with Gladian.
Damn, I keep forgetting about the falling-out between Sevryn’s daddy and Gladdy.
They should just fight it out themselves.
Get it out in the open.
That’d make me so happy.
Creed grunts. “Starshoot to the entrance of Hellveilious.”
He’s gone in a flash, and I follow right behind him. My giggle comes with me from the empty Assembly and travels to the forest surrounding Hellveilious.
I honestly don’t understand what the point of me coming with Creed was in Amick’s mind.
Other than being the best possible backup, and by the looks of it, the most enjoyable company.
My eyes stay trained on my brother as he stares at the entrance like he’s contemplating going in there. His fingers flex at his sides, and I swear, I’ll jerk his ass back if he chooses today of all days to go handle business.
First, our Binder would whoop our asses if we decided to go on a little side quest in there without her. Second, since she’s not here to save his soul, that stupid tie he has to this place would solidify a touch more.
