Hell's Consort

<strong>Newest Chapter for the Highest Tier (March 2022)</strong>

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<strong>Vampire King Apollyon</strong>

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The Archdemon of Sloth rocked the other silver-haired infant to quiet her, keeping the securely swallowed bundle occupied while she couldn't get her turn yet.Â

Apollyon didn't even know what to feel at that moment.

  He was bombarded with all kinds of emotions—pure happiness and excitement to downright concern and anxiety--as he stood there as still as a sculpture, watching the tableau in front of him.Â

Warm tingles shot through his soul as he thought about having his daughter born into this chaotic realm.Â

Tears of joy blurred his vision, and he tried to stop them from flowing.Â

'Why was he feeling this way?' Apollyon thought as he wiped his tears, completely erasing the evidence of his weakness.

  He couldn't care less about Luxen's spawn, and he was afraid that Luna would come to love her more than their daughter.Â

At first sight, he couldn't distinguish his real daughter between them because both have the same color of their mother's hair.

  He should approach those funny little things closer to see their reddish faces and the color of their eyes.

  Perhaps, that would give them a clue.Â

Not taking his eyes off Luna and the baby in her arms, he took a step forward but then he hesitated.Â

He was so overwhelmed with love at the sight of his mate and his daughter that he thought his heart would explode.Â

  Her mate was too distracted with the baby in her arms as she brought the tiny, fragile thing closer.Â

Her free hand held her breast so that she could guide her nipple towards the baby's open mouth.

  After the baby's tiny, red lips finally latched on, her chubby cheeks began to move back and forth as she fed on breastmilk.

Baby Leonor made low-pitched smacks and swallows, and Luna couldn't stop a giggle from bubbling up her throat as she glanced down lovingly at her.

The sight of the baby seemed to amuse her to no end, making her green eyes sparkle like emeralds under the sun.

From the way her mate appeared, Luna was exhausted by the childbirth, but she didn't let it deter her from lovingly cooing the newborn.Â

He remembered when Luna confessed that she would make such a horrible mother because her maternal instincts were non-existent after being an Amazonian maiden for a long time.

  Their daughter began to suck milk out of her mother's breasts.Â

It was a sight to behold.Â

Yes, he had seen a mother nursing her child, but he was detached in the past because he didn't give a damn about family in general.Â

Now, this vision was life-changing.

On the other hand, Apollyon guessed Sloth was taking care of the other Archdemon child.

  Of course, prioritizing Baby Eleonor than the other one made sense.

  If Luna was a good mother, she should attend to their precious daughter first before she could look after  Luxen's spawn.

All he ever wanted was to keep his family safe.

At that point, Apollyon questioned himself if he was capable of being a good father or if he could be someone that his wife and their child wanted him to be after this ended.

Would his relationship with his wife change after the babies are born?Â

Now, his past elation had mixed with rising fear before it grew into full-blown panic.Â

As a new father, he wanted to be a role model for his daughter. But he recalled the horrible things he had done in the past.

Apollyon realized that he, regarding his mother as mad, was like a pot calling the kettle black.

  He wasn't exactly a good person because he had taken after his insane parents.Â

Apollyon was a mess, a massive contrast to Sloth's behavior, leading him to feel somehow inadequate and incompetent as a father.Â

The Archdemon could be as ruthless as him, but he seemed alright with babysitting as if he had been doing this for countless lifetimes.

Seeing him get along with the other baby was extremely disturbing when Apollyon recalled that his brother raped his mate.Â

  Suddenly, he felt lightheaded, and his heart felt heavy and tight.

He recalled some snippets of conversation he had with Luna about the Archdemon of Lust when they used to hide at the mountain cabin in the Spring Courts.Â

It triggered his anger and jealousy like a keg of gunpowder thrown at a bonfire.Â

Apollyon had enough of feeling left out.Â

Still, he didn't want to cause a scene in that room.Â

Well, it wasn't like they had paid attention to him even once.

He doubted that Sloth and Luna had noticed that he was in the same room with them.Â

Apollyon just wanted to replace Sloth and help Luna care for the newborns.

He had never felt useless before, and he started to question if this was the real deal.Â

Had his mate already given birth, or was he merely peeking into the near future?

  Could this be a hallucination that his mind had created to fill the gaps in his memory?

  He couldn't even remember what happened to him before this vision.Â

Just when he was about to make himself known to them, he witnessed someone move behind Luna.

  From out of nowhere, a gleaming blade had punctured her deflated stomach as blood dripped from the stab wound into the fabric of her blood-stained white gown.

Luna let out a pained groan despite the hurt while holding her baby tightly.

Apollyon was too stunned to speak.

Sloth tried to destroy the assailant, but he quickly realized it was too late to save her.

Instead, he reached out to protect the baby in Luna's arms before she passed out onto the floor.

When Apollyon raised his head from Sloth's rescue and Luna's injury, he froze in shock upon seeing the face of the culprit.Â

It was him who stabbed Luna.

Dark flashbacks came at the forefront of his mind.Â

What had Apollyon done to her?