Chapter 53 Screwed Faelon

Laying on the full mattress in the dark room, Faelon frowned. He wondered if he could go to hell and search for the missing part of Sophia's soul. He chuckled recalling what Atlas had said of it being in Lucifer's ass.

"I'm not going to check there," he mused with a snort. Putting his arm above his head he drifted off. Lucifer however was pacing his office with his new right-hand holding a brightly lit marble between his index finger and thumb.

"Why isn't he coming to retrieve his mate's soul!?" He demanded of the half-demon and elf, called Salis. The elf rolled his eyes in irritation.

"I cannot predict a male's thoughts, sir," he mumbled under his breath, Lucifer glared at the man. He went behind his desk and placed the marble into a decorative wooden bowl on a shelf with other miniscule items. The marble containing Sophia's soul was lost amongst the items containing the partial souls of several of Lucifer's rivals. Rubbing his eyes and sighing, Lucifer glanced at Salis and grunted.