Page 111 of Knight’s Dominion

The hounds bowed their heads, the knights going still, watching warily as he approached. The filthy male behind him, dressed in ratty jeans, shuffled after him, not looking up, not saying a word.

“Lucifer,” Silas said when he reached them.

Lucifer?

Holy fucking shit.

He nodded to the angel and gave Zenon a chin lift.

No one moved, and she realized when she attempted to, she couldn’t.

Lucifer kept walking, lifting his hand as he approached the invisible wall. It dropped instantly, and he kept on walking until he was right beside the beast.

He clapped his hands loudly and rubbed them together, grinning. “Right, let’s send this ugly fucker back to Hell.”

Lucifer crooked his finger to the silent male beside him, and the guy shuffled forward on shaky legs. Lucifer cupped his cheek and carefully brushed his hair back.

Startling pale-blue eyes glowed like neon from his dirt-streaked face. Zenon sucked in a breath beside her as the dirty male’s gaze shifted to the knights in the room.

“T?” Lazarus choked. “Tobias?”

The male looked back at Lazarus.

“Your eyes. Fuck, brother, your eyes.” Lazarus’s voice broke on the last.

Grace didn’t understand what was happening, but she knew Tobias was their brother. She thought he was dead, and going by the reactions in the room, so did everyone else.

Unmistakable regret filled Tobias’s startling blue gaze. The knights in the room struggled to break free from the invisible binds holding them in place. Chaos moved slightly, doing the same, and Grace almost fell to the ground and wept with relief that he was still alive. But like the rest of them, it was obvious he was frozen to the floor.

A knife appeared in Lucifer’s hand.

“No!” Gunner yelled.

Lucifer ignored them. “You will be rewarded for your sacrifice,” he said to Tobias. “I promise you that.”

Tobias looked to the knights again, his gaze settling on Lazarus. “I’m sorry, brother,” he rasped.

Lucifer dragged the blade down both of Tobias’s arms, deep and long, and tilted his head back, lips moving in a chant as blood pooled on the floor below Tobias’s feet.

A dark, gaping, swirling hole opened in the ground beneath the beast, sucking it through. Tobias’s gaze slid back to Lazarus again, not looking away as he was sucked through as well.

Lazarus bellowed.

The portal closed.

Grace’s feet were free, and she ran to Chaos, hitting her knees beside him as the knights stared at the spot where their brother had vanished.

“Chaos?” He didn’t respond. “Answer me, please, answer me.” She searched for a pulse. It was weak.

Zenon went at Lucifer, and the former king of Hell didn’t try to stop him as Zenon landed a brutal punch to his jaw.

Lucifer smiled, blood coating his teeth. “Ouch.”

Zenon fisted the front of his shirt and shoved Lucifer against the wall. “You had T this whole fucking time?” he snarled.

Lucifer shook his head. “No, I rescued him from his prison.”

“And then you sent him to fucking Hell.”