Chained to the prince of darkness by Lunasads (ebook reader that looks like a book .TXT) 📗

"How do we get her out of this? It looks like-"

"Witchcraft. Strong enough to burn a hybrid to ashes." Lucifer mumbled as he looked down at me. 

"We need to figure out what kind of magic is this," Elijah asked annoyed as he placed around running his hand through his hair. 

I was confused. 

Why was he helping Lucifer?

"You could've told me this a moment ago when I ripped his heart out," Lucifer quipped.

"No one told you to be impatient," Elijah smirked. 

"Your father was testing my patience and you know very well how impatient I am." Lucifer snapped. He turned towards me. 

Here I was getting terrified and they were talking like nothing was wrong. 

"Where's Draven?" Elijah inquired as he paced around the room. The flames were still rising making me sweat more.

"Michael is handling his ass." Lucifer was still there staring at me. I know he was angry with me. He had warned me to stay inside but here I was. 

I averted my eyes to look at Everett's body. This was a bad idea. His face was unrecognizable and his body was demented.

"Where's that bitchy witch. What was her name again?“

“Aphrodite,” Lucifer rolled his eyes as he sighed. 

"I'll take care of her myself. She owes me some answers," 

Lucifer gritted his teeth in anger.

Calm down, Sarah.