Beelzebub Girl by Jayde Scott Read Free Book Online Page B

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    A few voices carried over from the left, where a large stone blocked our view of the forking street. Dallas stopped to listen, but his hearing wasn't good enough to make out the words.
    A fox with beady red eyes darted past us. I jumped into Dallas's line of vision, but it was too late.
    "What was that?" Dallas asked.
    I shrugged. "Just the local wildlife."
    "It had red eyes, Cass. I think it was foaming at the mouth, probably from rabies."
    "I'm glad you worry about me. It's sweet, but I'm a big girl. I'll have Dad send out animal control." I touched his face. "Now, wait here. Okay? I'll be right back. Just need to tell the guards we're here."
    He shook his head. "I wouldn't want anything happening to you."
    I rolled my eyes. "Dad's the big boss, remember? He'll take care of it." Since he was the devil and all, which I didn't add because there was no point in spooking the poor guy when we had barely begun dating.
    "If you're not back in five, I’m coming after you."
    "Sounds like a deal." I smiled and rose on my toes to meet him halfway for a peck on the cheek. His lips brushed the corner of my mouth. An electric jolt rushed down my spine, making my skin tingle.
    Peeking over my shoulder to make sure Dallas wasn't following, I dashed for the demons, hoping they were clever enough to take my threat of torture at face value for a change rather than question my authority and mess with me. Trouble was, the high ranked ones weren't particularly keen on my authority so they tended to challenge my position and push their boundaries, being only loyal to my dad.
    Uh-uh, trouble ahead , Kinky said.
    "What? Why?" I whispered when my gaze fell on one of the demons.
    Oh, no , Pinky wailed. You're going to be in so much trouble. For the sake of your loving parents, I wish you'd stop falling for the bad guys.
    Kinky snorted. Puuuuhlease! In Hell, he's quite the catch.
    "Thrain!" I waved and he turned, shooting me an easy-going smile. There was a time when I fancied his green eyes, dark hair and toned body—until Dad found out I tried to date one of his shape shifters. He assigned Thrain to the lowest level of Hell and sent me to spend a few freezing weeks in the Himalayas to explore other options.
    I was ready to use that as an argument if Dad challenged my relationship with Dallas.
    Thrain whooshed the chirping Levion demon away. The thin, green spirit bowed, eyes darting across the ground, as he skipped from one leg to the other. I was glad it wasn't a Beleth because Beleths were quite the talkative kind, and Dad would be hearing about my meeting with Thrain in a heartbeat. Beleths were also notorious for sucking up to Dad, eager to get his approval to climb up Hell's social ladder, so they liked to embellish the truth.
    "Girl, you're a sight for sore eyes." Thrain grabbed my arm and pulled me to his chest, a dangerous glint playing in his eyes. He was up for fun, which made me feel guilty, even more so since my boyfriend stood a few feet away. So all the rumours flying around this place were true? I didn't believe them for a minute."
    Keeping my distance, I nodded. "Yep, here I am in the flesh."
    "And looking as hot as ever."
    "Take it down a notch, will ya? You might piss off my new friend."
    He cocked a brow. "Really? Is she as hot as you?"
    "You'll meet him soon enough. Now if you could just go ahead and make sure no one's around when we pass through, I'd really appreciate it."
    His jaw dropped. "Him?"
     
    Was he jealous? I didn't think he was serious enough to get emotionally involved. I regarded his tattered jeans and dishevelled hair. Pinky was right, I had a tendency to fall for bad boys. "How come you're back?"
    He shrugged. "It was just a matter of time until Lucifer realised he couldn’t possibly run this place without his best tracker."
    I giggled. "I always thought you were better than Google Maps ."
    "Yes, you did, gorgeous." He moistened his lips, the tip of his tongue leaving a wet trail behind. I peered