Azrael
“Parties over, fuc.k face,” Lorcan smirks as Lucifer and I walk around him.
The Warlock’s eyes widen. “No. How is this possible?”
Lucifer rolls his eyes while folding his arms across his chest. “Anybody would think you didn’t know who we were, Magnus.”
Magnus growls while throwing a magical shield up around himself. I laugh because that won’t save him.
“Ivy!” Isildur yells.
My eyes widen in anger as I look at my mate slumped against the back wall. Blood is pouring from her mouth. She looks dead! If Ivy dies here, her body dies with her.
Isildur runs toward Ivy, but he’s suddenly lifted off the ground. “Anybody moves, and I kill him!”
‘How long do we wait until we end this prick?’
I shake my head at Lucifer.
“You’re not going to kill him.” Lorcan chuckles before moving at t
