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“Picasso only puts up with you.”
I snorted. “Smoky assaulted me with fiery smoke.”
“That’s how he shows his fondness,” Loki said. “For fuck’s sake, this is Hell. They’re creatures of Hell. Pardon them if they don’t act like puppies gamboling in an earthly garden.”
“Pardon me, but I’ve never had puppies.”
“Now you do,” Loki grunted. “Neither of them likes many people, but they took a liking to you. Be a good sport and give him good scratches behind his ear.”
“I’m not even a people person. I’m not going to provide such a service to a beast.”
Cerberus trotted to me, and for some reason, it wasn’t in my cold, merciless heart to hack my blades at him, even though initially I’d planned to cut his heads off.
The hellhound rubbed my thigh and shoulder, and one head turned to gaze at me with a grin.
“Fine!” I said, rolling my eyes at his pitch-black, handsome, yet formidable face.
I put my swords back into their sheaths and scratched his fur like an amateur. He tilted his head to show me where I should scratch. The fucking beast was more demanding than Loki. I moved my fingers to the back of his ear and rubbed his hide back and forth.
I must have done it right since he flicked his tails in satisfaction.
Loki watched us. “I see you two get along. Excellent. Cerberus will be your guard from now on. He won’t interfere in your fights during your classes, but he’ll watch over you at night. And now, he’ll escort you to class.”
Loki vanished in a swirl of black smoke.
CHAPTER 14
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“Idon’t like the nameCerberus, as it was given to you by the devil himself,” I told Cerberus as he trotted beside me, leading me to the ominous gate of Satan’s school. “I’ll rename you Angel.”
Demons hated angels, so I took some satisfaction in naming my hellhound after their betters, who’d abandoned them to Earth’s Hell when the angels won the war.
The hellhound gave me an unimpressed look.
“You should be grateful that I didn’t call you Cookie, Buttercup, or Rosebud. And I doubt you’d appreciate being called Lamb!”
I’d once been set against being called all those ridiculous, meek names by my mates, but now in Hell, I’d give a piece of my soul just to hear them calling me those endearments again.
“If you have a problem with your new name, Angel, you can take it up with Loki. But he isn’t available at the moment, so I’m the boss. And even when he returns—if he returns—I’m still your boss. As of this moment, I’m establishing my authority.”
Even before Smoky had dropped me on the hot, black sand, I’d mapped out how I was going to roll in Hell’s Academy.
