Chapter 321
I burst out laughing. "Oh my God, did you actually just say that? If you're gonna make a threat, put some thought into it. Aren't you supposed to be some ancient and super scary marid? Where's your game, dude?"
Rohan exhaled, face granite. "Satan is real, Nava."
I stopped laughing. As disconcerting as this whole Satan situation was, I was more upset about Rohan not calling me Sparky.
"This was not in that Demons for Dummies book." I stomped my foot. "I've never even met the Prince of Darkness. I'm nowhere close to the Rasha who's killed the most of his demons. Plus, I'm working really hard to throw a crimp in Mandelbaum's plans to bind his little fuckers, for which he could show a modicum of gratitude."
Malik laughed. Not a light joy, a dark resignation. "And what on earth makes you assume that he cares?"
Rohan clapped him on the shoulder, black magic sparking randomly off Ro's skin with the touch. His eyes flared black.