“Lugus!” Bel spat as Emma struggled for air under her captor's hand. “Let her go. She has nothing to do with your quarrel with me.” Lugus laughed.
“Well hello brother, you're looking particularly drained lately. And whose to say my quarrel is with you?” Lugus' grip on Emma's throat tightened and she went up on her toes to try to give herself more room to breathe, all while desperately trying to process the conversation happening around her. This was Bel's brother? What did he want with her then? Why would he try to hurt Bel? Lucian was snapping, barking and growling, but he knew better than to attack the god in front of him. He was greatly outclassed in strength and didn't want to get his Mistress killed, but on the other hand, his Familiar Bond and his love for his Mistress ur
