Hellfire Crown (Underworld Bride Trials, #3)

by Meg Xuemei X

His business with me wasn’t finished, even though we’d mated like two wild beasts. The king would interrogate me and wouldn’t let me off the hook easily.

Is this really the time?

His strong arm tightened around my shoulder, either to trap me or protect me. It didn’t matter what his true intention was; he’d make sure I was going nowhere.

She’s still an idiot after all he just confessed?

Wow, the wolf was no kinder than the king. I’d gotten used to listening to their bickering, even when I noticed that I was the center of nearly every fight. I put on a blank expression and pretended I hadn’t heard anything.

So suddenly now she’s been hearing the two of them the entire time? Lord author… wow. Just wow.

I blinked. No one could dress or undress me in this fashion. My armor was keyed only to me. Loki couldn’t get it off me last time, but now my armor was keyed to his command as well. What had transpired?

Mating maybe… 🙄🙄

As far as I could remember, this was the first time that Esme’s dress wasn’t impeccable.

Does this matter? There is a battle going on…

A cacophony of curses, screams of pain, battle shouts, and blades crossing blended into the crackling of flames and rumbling as parts of the castle collapsed in the background.

And how long are you two just going to stand there looking? Thinking about fashion and shit.

“Seriously?” I snickered. “I’m a Morrigan, the descendant of a war goddess. I can kick a few tailed asses.” It was the first time I’d told them more about me, and their eyes widened for a fleeting moment at the new information.

It’s not really new when Mari has called her name out loud, Azrael has also said her name and called her a Queen in a bar full of people in the common tongue and I think even Snowflake has said it in front of people… author forgetting stuff and it weakens the story.

The two dukes could hold longer against one archdemon, and when Loki slew Beelzebub,

He still hasn’t killed him? After all this time?

Lucifer had mentioned Beelzebub, his lieutenant, and advised me to seek out the fallen angel’s help if I met difficulties removing the head of his son. But I hadn’t approached any of Lucifer’s diehard fans ever since I’d arrived in Hell. Chills swirled in my middle as I pondered whether this uprising had anything to do with Lucifer’s return.

Conveniently there’s now a connection to Beelzebub through Lucifer…

The irony was that the King of the Underworld didn’t have a drop of human blood, but only I knew the truth.

There we go with this dumb shit again. Obviously, not only you know the truth. He has a mother and you had to hear it from somewhere, not the mention his wolf knows. Second, is she supposed to be proud of keeping this secret when sharing it could obviously make life a helluva lot easier on her mate?

“What about the king’s harem?” I asked. I wasn’t above being petty.

Of course you aren’t…that’s your middle name. One of them anyway.

Newman blinked, as did the dukes. “What harem?” they asked each other. Realization flashed in Loki’s darkened eyes. “How can you think that I have a harem?” he grated. “And you regret that you don’t?” I hissed, turning back to stab a rebel demon.

And that question makes no sense…

“Shut up, you two insufferable cunts!” Beelzebub screamed,

There goes that c-word again…

intended for the entire battalion to hear what I was going to say. I was beyond caring if the entirety of Hell’s force pasted a target on my back. “Take care of your filthy tongue before I cut it out. Pay your respect when you address His Majesty. King Loki isn’t just Lucifer’s son; he’s also the son of Goddess Hel of Asgard, and thus the grandson of the Asgard God Loki, the God of Shapeshifters.”

Well, at least she finally let out the damn secret…

“I’ll cut out your worthless tongue slowly,” Loki promised.

Time to shift…

“Behold your god king!” Esme shouted, her voice booming in every corner, amplified by her mage magic.

Esme is on it! Lol

It didn’t matter anymore that he claimed me as his mate in front of his and the rebel armies. I’d been a target as soon as the Bride Trials had started.

He has already claimed you as his mate in front of them… as did you.

When he turned his terrifying, blazing gaze over his domain, a surge of hellfire blasted out like tidal waves, burning the rest of the rebels like weeds.

Even the ones that surrendered? Clarity is needed…

“I let you question her, since you deserve answers as much as I do,” Loki grated. “But don’t yell at my mate. Don’t you see you’re giving her a headache?” He’d finally developed some sympathy for me,

🙄🙄

But if Loki hadn’t stopped me, I’d have cut off your cute little Japanese horns.” Asmodeus scowled. “I’m not Japanese!” Mari arched an eyebrow. “Half-Korean then? Or Chinese? How can I tell the difference?”

🤣🤣🤣

Then slight shame washed over me. I’d grown so used to always assuming the worst in a man that I kept forgetting Loki wasn’t Ragnarö.

Only slight shame? I mean, you’ve only thought the worst of him EVERY FREAKING TIME!

I felt moisture well in my eyes, yet I smiled. The wolf would never let anyone hurt me. Even if I couldn’t rely on the Demon King at times, I knew I could always count on the beast in him.

She’s also getting on my nerves with that as well. See how quickly she through Loki under the bus after just saying she misjudged him prematurely? Bipolar ass.

“Mated?” the Duke of Deception cried out, reacting a bit too late now. “Seriously mated! Your Majesty, you can’t take such a significant event so lightly.”

So… now we gone act like this wasn’t just mentioned during the battle?

Everyone was visually more relaxed after hearing that their king had gotten into my pants. Men thought with their dicks.

Wow…

Loki lifted me, took my spot, and parked me on his lap. I’d love to stay on it if there weren’t so many people staring at me. I wiggled out of his lap. “Why? We are mates now,” Loki said. “That’s what mates do. We cuddle.”

Lol

It’s too late to blame Loki now, since you already mated him before consulting me. I have a reputation for handing out good advice like candy.”

Lol

Loki glared at Héctor, veins jumping on his temples, violence ready to explode from him. “How dare you ask my mate about Lucifer when you knew what the blood contract would do to her!”

Exactly

“Stop, Loki,” I said. “You know them. You know every demigod has a lack of empathy and compassion if it doesn’t involve Mari. We can deal with it. We don’t need their compassion, but we’ll need their power when it matters. Mari is on our side, and she’ll always be on our side. As soon as she’s with us, so are her demigods. And they understand that to deal with our powerful enemies, they need to be ruthless.”

🤣🤣🤣 And they are all listening to this.

“They’re psychopaths?” Marigold frowned and mused for a second. “I’ve never seen them that way.

Lol

“Leave it to us,” Paxton said. All the demigods nodded. Hatred burned through their eyes. They’d never let anyone who’d hurt their mate live.

Yet, Lucifer still lives…

“So you could kill my mate before I even had a chance to know her?” he barked at them, and his wolf growled threateningly. “She came across the universe to find me!” “To kill you,” Esme said coolly, ignoring Loki’s nasty temper, “to be precise.” “A fact,”

🤣🤣🤣

“We’ve now learned that it’s not an ordinary bounty contract. It’s a bloody blood contract!” “You should say that with an Australian accent, Pythius,” Marigold offered. “He should go for a British accent,” Zak said, correcting his mate sincerely.

🤣🤣🤣 Was thinking that.

“She still holds a grudge against you, not only for turning down her advances but also for kicking her in the middle.” I blinked. What?

🤣🤣🤣🤣

Even Loki sat up straighter, wanting to know more about the family’s dirty laundry. “I do not permit any woman to touch me other than my lamb,” the death demigod grated. “Not even your mother.”

🤣🤣🤣 So she tried this after he was already mated to her daughter?

He studied me with intrigue and desire. “Let’s mark this as our first argument after mating. We should have makeup sex now.”

Lord…

“Is this foreplay enough for you, my demanding mate?” he whispered sensually as he pounded into me from behind.

I wonder why the contestants didn’t show up to help their king during the battle, especially Princess Veronica…

What? The wolf wanted to bite me? Was it the beast’s mating ritual? Loki and I had formed a mating bond, which should be shared with the wolf too.

It’s a shifter’s mating ritual… wolf shifter in the least…

A head rolled from a neck, falling under the bed with a thud. Loki’s bright eyes dimmed while still staring at me, accusing me of the final betrayal.

How can the head roll UNDER the bed she’s on and the eyes still be able to stare at her? WTH?

Touch my pretty head, and you’ll feel better.”

Conceited ass. 🤣🤣🤣

“Not until I can be sure that I won’t take you out under any circumstance or under any compulsion.” I wasn’t going to risk my mate just because I wanted to spend more time with him.

Try bondage… 🤷🏽‍♀️

Fortunately, the harpy didn’t become its queen as she’d schemed. The devil despised the weakling and had discarded her after using her.

But if he thought she was human, how could she possibly be stealing a goddess’s birthright?

I could handle Lucifer just fine, and I wanted the title of the Queen of the Underworld that had been promised to me a long time ago.

I’ve God’s mom then, since he’s the cousin of Loki.

Lust I hadn’t felt for a century swirled to life, roaring in me. My panties were soaked the next instant. This king would serve me well in bed.

So she’s lusting after her nephew after killing his mother… while her son is lusting after her nephew’s true mate… sad family.

The male was exactly my type. And now I didn’t regret coming late to the party. It was never the father but the son who was meant to be my consort. It didn’t matter that he was my sister’s son.

…

We gods and goddesses are far beyond any mortal’s concept of incest and cardinal sin. No rules apply to us. No laws in the universe bind us.

And of course they don’t. Very fitting.

Other than the wolves, all two hundred or so elite contestants wanted me dead, but then they wanted all their other rivals dead as well, to reach the one and only crown.

It’s still 200 after the club incident? After Raina and her crew killed some as well that night?

The king had offered to cuff and chain me to the wall while he fucked me as a compromise, and I’d almost banged his thick skull with my forehead at his suggestion.

Well, I was thinking the same thing though. No harm no foul… 🤷🏽‍♀️

I frowned and searched for her, only to see her hopping from one head to the next, dragging the small basket of eggs behind her, causing the owners of the heads to curse her all around the hall.

🤣🤣🤣

“Snowflake!” Loki let out a light laugh before warning her sternly, “Stop fucking around. This is the last warning.” “But where was the first warning?” the cat huffed,

🤣🤣🤣🤣

“Tessa did this to me,” Veronica continued to shriek. “That bitch ruined my day again!” “Unfortunately, we have no solid evidence, Princess Veronica,” Loki said, putting on a falsely rueful expression.

🤣🤣🤣