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“The Aegi fucked my brother,” he whispered into her ear, “so why didn’t his Seal break?”

“I don’t know,” Harvester said, and though he got the feeling she was lying, he also knew that no matter how much he beat her, she wouldn’t tell him if it was one of those “rules” she and Reaver had to follow.

“Lying bitch.” He was going to fuck her until she broke. Until every bone was shattered and he was slick with her blood. He ripped off her gown, leaving her naked and trembling.

“There’s still hope,” she gasped, as he thrust his fingers between her legs.

“Leave… her… alone.” Reaver’s voice, halting but still making the air crackle with power, came from behind him.

Maybe he’d give Reaver a little too. After the angel watched him rail Harvester like the whore she was. Smiling, Pestilence looked over his shoulder.

“Don’t worry, Reavie-weavie. I’ll save a little for you. I’m like the Energizer fucking Bunny. I can keep going and going.” He flicked his finger over his throat, and his armor melted away, leaving him as naked as Harvester.

“Bastard,” she rasped.

“So true,” he agreed.

“Reseph!” The thundering voice shook the entire residence, and his marrow became pudding. Very slowly, he turned to Reaver, who stood in his chains, his body glowing and double its normal size. “You will not do this.”

There was no reason to fear the angel. None whatsoever, but something so deep inside Pestilence that he couldn’t reach it was as terrified as a small child in the face of his angry father.

He raised his chin in defiance and somehow managed to sound nonplussed as he said, “Now you’ve gone and ruined the mood.” He swiped his fingers over his throat, locking his armor into place again. “Another time, then. The moment the Apocalypse starts, I’m going to use you until your screams no longer amuse me and your skin no longer contains your organs.”

With that, he strode out of Harvester’s house, hoping like hell no one noticed the trembling in his knees. What the fuck was that? He hadn’t been afraid of anything since his Seal had broken. Cursing viciously, he popped a Harrowgate and came out at the black arches that led to his mother’s place. She was inside the temple-like structure, lounging on a sofa in the middle of an orgy. As usual. The sight calmed him down, but only a little.

“My son,” she purred, crooking a finger for him to come to her. “You look upset.”

He kicked at a humanoid male who had sunk to his knees in front of him, and moved through the writhing mass of bodies. “My plan failed.”

“The Aegi didn’t take Thanatos’s virginity?”

“She did. But his Seal didn’t break.”

Lilith blinked, and her lithe body undulated as she sat up. She wore a thin, filmy skirt, but she was topless except for a necklace with an emerald the size of a duck egg sitting between her ample breasts. “What was it you made The Aegis believe in order for them to send the female to Thanatos?”

“That if she got pregnant, the child would save the world.”

She patted the sofa next to her, and he sank down onto the velvety cushion. “And you’re certain she slept with him.”

“Yes.” As he’d been battling his brother, Than had confirmed it.

“You’re responsible for this.” Thanatos’s blade caught Pestilence in the ear, slicing it in half. “You convinced the Aegi to fuck me.”

Conquest lunged, paying Than back by ripping off a piece of Styx’s ear. “Was it good, Than? Was it worth waiting five thousand years for?”

Thanatos’s eyes had filled wihad fillth pain that had nearly given Pestilence an orgasm right there. He loved his siblings’ suffering. “Yes.”

“Did her womb quicken?” Lilith asked.

He shrugged. “Probably. Harvester says there’s still hope, but—” He broke off on a harsh breath. Hope. “The child. The child is our hope. The prophecy isn’t about Than’s virginity, his innocence. It’s about his innocent. A child.” Harvester, that sneaky angel, had known, hadn’t she? While she couldn’t help directly, she’d done it through the suggestion about the scroll. Now he felt a little bad