“It doesn’t matter if I like it or not. Whatever is going on isn’t going to stop just because I object. What is it, Zoar?
“Do you know what Livius means?” He questioned. I shook my head and waited for him to continue. Livius translates to Envy. What she called him the demon of Envy, she meant it. Envy with a capital E. He’s one of the seven deadly sins rose to power again.”
Angel was silent as he listened but leaned against me. I couldn’t help but feel he was trying to make me feel better about yelling at Ash as I had.
“So he’s some ancient demon? But you’re a prince of vampires, shouldn’t you be stronger?” It did unnerve me that Zoar was so tense, his motions so jerky. He wasn’t like the smooth suave Zoar that I was used to.
“The demon of Envy is far more ancient than, I’m afraid. M
