Chapter 49
Forty-Nine
Back in the damn portal, I stormed around everyone toward Wrath. Dani and Eros were pushing people out of the way and heading in the same direction.
I rushed up to them. “What’d you find?”
Dani turned to me, hazel eyes wide. “Nothing. The Envies know nothing.”
“Why are you headed toward Wrath?”
Eros stepped forward, pushing people out of the way so we could walk through without a problem. “People were whispering about Wrath as soon as we walked into the portal to go home. And it seems like there are hundreds of people going into Wrath today.”
“Everyone wants to see Wrath’s new leader,” Dani said, arms crossed over her chest.
Her eyes turned a darker shade, and I could tell she had a suspicion that Biast was in on this … but I wasn’t too sure about that. He didn’t have a need for the cross.
When we stepped into Wrath, I could already feel myself start to sweat. Hell, I hated coming here. We walked out of the portal room and into the fiery landscape that the Wraths called home. Ash rained down from the sky. Pits of fire erupted around us. People were getting tortured at every corner.
We followed the stone path to the castle and let ourselves in.
“Fuck,” Biast said, blowing a breath out of his nose before we could get five feet inside.
“What the fuck is it this time? Come to tell me that I can’t rule this kingdom now that Sathanus is gone?
Do you want it all to yourself?” He looked over at Dani.
“Are you here to fucking distract me? Try to suck out my soul again?”
Dani scrunched her nose. “What’s your damn problem?”
She said something under her breath that I couldn’t quite hear but Biast could. They began bickering back and forth, and I was about one second away from screaming at them to shut the fuck up.
I didn’t get angry often, but someone had taken the fucking Crucifix. And I needed to find it before it made its way back up to Heaven and into her hands. Because once it did … we would lose any war that came down upon us.
Angels would fly down to Hell and try to destroy us … all because of a fucking cross.
“We have bigger problems than this, idiot.” I clenched my teeth and turned toward his kingdom, walking to the edge of the room and staring out at all the death and destruction.
Of course, whoever it was would come directly here. In any other kingdom, they would leave a trail of death as demons tried to take the Crucifix from them.
Here, in Wrath, people were tortured all the damn time. It didn’t matter the reason. The demons here were just pissed off at the fucking world.
I clenched my hands into fists. “Did you take it?”
“Take what?” he asked, brows furrowed. “Accusing me now?”
“The Crucifix.”
“Why would I take it? Sathanus might’ve wanted it, but I don’t give a fuck about it. I don’t need it to give me power.”
“Then who took it?” Dani asked.
“Does it look like I fucking know?”
“It sounds like you’re fucking stupid,” Dani said.
“STOP,” I said loud enough for everyone in the castle to hear. “We need to find that fucking thing before something shitty happens. Whoever took it is in Wrath. Find them. Now.”