when the demon struck. “The demon's main target was Zeke, and at first he seemed to be trying to avoid Raym altogether. But Raym was relentless in his attack, forcing it to defend itself. The poisoned blade, though, it reserved for Zeke and Zeke alone. Luckily he only managed to nick Zeke before Raym dispatched the bastard.” Levi paused as he turned toward the wet bar, needing a drink of his own to finish his story. “The wound across his stomach was from his own blade,”
he finally said softly, releasing his confusion and fear into that statement.
“But how?” Bale asked hoarsely.
Levi only shook his head before he shot back a tumbler of scotch.
“There was someone else there, someone Levi could not see,” Remy replied, and Levi glanced over his shoulder at their leader.
Levi turned back to the pair as Bale asked quietly, “Raym?”
“No. Whoever it was had knocked Raym out. I could see Raym lying on the ground, and if Arak were to examine him, I bet he'd find a huge lump on the back of his head.”
“Another demon?” Bale continued to question.
“I told you, I don't know!” Levi snapped in return. Bale always had to push and keep pushing until his opponent cracked. But Levi was the type to push back, and he took a step toward Bale.
“Stop,” Remy commanded, stepping between them and halting Levi's progress. “It does not help to attack each other. We are not the enemy.”
“We're not?” Bale countered roughly, arching a brow at Remy.
“Damn it, Bale. I know you are worried about your female, but Levi is not out to hurt her,”
Remy stated, his tone softening.
“For the last time, she is not my female!” Bale bellowed, loudly enough to shake the stone foundation.
Levi gave a bark of laughter. “Keep telling yourself that.”
Bale moved around Remy with surprising agility, given how large a male he was, and grabbed Levi by the shirt. “What does that mean?” he growled.
Levi roughly knocked Bale's hands from him, saying, “Nothing that will help you come to terms with your destiny.” Then he pushed Bale away from him.
“What the fuck?” Bale hissed as he stumbled backward into the table.
“Not everyone is out to get you, Bale,” Remy said softly.
“No. Just one.” Then Bale stalked from the room.
Remy turned to Levi. “So do you really still think Bale's attack was only a distraction?”
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Levi nodded slowly. “If I wanted Bale dead, I would not have sent an Alu demon.
Everyone in this fortress knows the only demon who stands a chance against Bale is an archdemon. So whoever is behind this treachery either does not have the cooperation of Lucifer or was not after Bale to begin with.”
“Levi, Bale does not really think it was you. But you understand why he would, don't you?” Remy asked quietly, resuming his seat at the table and taking a sip from his glass.
Levi collapsed in the seat Bale had just vacated. “I was third in command of Hell. Of course I am the most logical choice. But just because I understand does not mean I have to like it…or Bale.”
The corners of Remy's lips twitched. “You two are so damn alike,” he mumbled.
Levi rose to his feet. “Go to hell,” he said without rancor, then turned to leave.
“So who do you think it is?” Remy asked, his question halting Levi in his tracks.
Levi only shook his head. “I have my suspicions. But having been the recipient of a suspicious mind, I will not point the finger at anyone. Not yet.”
“All right, Levi. But I would appreciate some warning if that should change.”
Levi glanced back at Remy. “You will be the first to know.”
Levi left the room and stealthily moved through the keep until he reached Ridefort Tower.
He climbed the stairs slowly until he arrived at his rooms at the top. After he stripped off his clothes and climbed into bed naked, he folded his hands behind his head. His mind returned to the vision he'd had earlier, his attention