Chapter 169
Annalise
Chaos.
It broke out so suddenly that for a heartbeat, I thought I was imagining it. One moment, I was standing beside the Devil himself, locked in a cruel parody of a wedding, and the next—shrieks. Screams. Shattering stone. The scent of fire and blood.
Demons everywhere began to shift, hissing, snarling, retreating toward the disturbance in the distance. A flood of movement. A sea of shadow.
My heart slammed into my ribs as I instinctively tried to rip myself from Demonis’s grip.
He only chuckled, and his arm tightened around my waist like a serpent coiling for the kill.
“Well played, bride,” he said, his voice calm amidst the chaos, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “But you always underestimate me.”
I turned my face toward him, my veil shifting. “What d
