Chapter 57

I glowered at the angel. The last time I had seen him in public had been in my trial, when he had sat on a high podium with five of his colleagues and sentenced me to death. My nostrils flared. Now the bastard was asking me for favors?

Bugger that.

Griff sat straighter on the bed, his brows creased. “What did you say about Fenrir?”

The Angel King turned to him with a smile. “Franklin, I’m pleased to see you alive and well. Perhaps you can answer a few questions.”

“About what?” Griff asked.

I folded my arms across my chest. “You’re going to prey on my mate in his hospital bed like a vulture?”

He flinched. “Of course not.”

“Who told you we were here?” I snapped.

The angel narrowed his eyes. “Cathy—”

“It’s Miss Aibek to you,” I hissed.

He inclined his head. “I apologize for the intrusion, but this is a matter of great importance.”

“Oh yes?” I raised my brows.

The slippery bastard had avoided my question. Only one person would have told him our location, and that was Hades. The Demon King