CHAPTER TWENTY-ONEAzazel shivered in the late May night air. There should’ve been steaks grilling on the barbeque pit, friends mingling on the terrace, Malort pouring freely. Instead, he stared blankly at the twinkling lights around him.
To immortals, a year was nothing. A mere blink in time. The two years since Charouth disappeared with her treacherous mentor weighed on Az like centuries. He clenched his teeth so hard his jaw popped. Correction. She did not disappear. His life would’ve been better if she had. No, Charouth, the woman he’d loved for thousands of years, the only one he truly opened up to, she remained in Heaven. Always faithful. Dutiful. Ungrateful sheanar b***h.
A shadow hit his peripheral vision. The blackness solidified and a familiar form landed neatly on the terrace w
