"Are you happy now!' She shouted at her.
Lililth was confused. "Enough! Hella! Out!"
"No! I will not leave! Not until she tells me what I want to know!" She said.
"And what is that?" Lillith asked, curious herself.
"Is she aware he will grow bored of her just as he did with me?" Her voice shook with rage.
Beatrice had never experienced female rage to this extent. Not even with her sister.
"Oh darling, I doubt that. Now, please, you must leave, Hella."
"You take the mortal's side now." Hella asked gruffly.
"Hella, you overstep." Lilith eyes narrowed, "This is my domain, Beleth has entrusted me with her protection for the day. I've asked you to go quietly. If you do not, I will not be so nice. Does Beleth know you're even here?"
Hella removed the black scarf from around her neck to reveal a dark bruise in the shape of a large hand. Beatrice covered her mouth in shock at the ghastly site. It looked horrible.