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Then Rome was there, Fender with him, and I quickly cleared my throat.Lucifer had made Fender’s prosthetic from bone charred in hellfire.It’d taken Fen a few weeks, but he was walking good on it now.

“Hey,” Zuri said to them, her cheeks turning pink.

They both pulled her in for a hug, and Sutton squeezed my hand when she heard the growl rattling in my chest, silently telling me to calm the fuck down.

Ursula clapped her hands.“Right, enough reunion time.We need a drink, preferably a beer.”

“I’m not sure you should have alcohol,” I said to my daughter when Urs grabbed her hand to pull her across the room.

Ursula stopped, turned back to me, then threw her head back, letting loose a loud, throaty laugh.

“I’m not exactly a pup,” Zuri said, grinning up at me.“I’ve also lived with handmaids.”Her gaze slid to my brothers.“I could probably drink Roman here under the table.”

He grinned.“Big words, babe, for a short-ass, but you’re on.You got yourself a bet.”

Then they were all headed across the room to one of the tall tables.

I watched her go, so beautiful and warm and bright.“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?”I said to Sutton.

“She looks like you.”

I wrapped my mate in my arms.“I need to keep her safe, sunshine.”

“You will.”She gave me a squeeze.“And when you can’t be with her, she has the handmaids, and they won’t let anything happen to her.”

“Lucifer has something planned for her, something big, I can feel it.”

“And she has us now, all of us,” Sutton said.

I cupped my sunshine’s face and stared into her gorgeous eyes.“Do you have any idea how much I fucking love you?”

“I think I have an idea, Charming.”She grinned.“Now how about we go hang with your daughter?”

“Yeah,” I said, grinning back.“No fucking way I’m letting her try to outdrink Roman.”

Sutton laughed as the music was turned up, and we went to join them.

Hell: Lucifer’s quadrant

Roxy

Tarrant screamed as I peeled the skin from his back.Blood covered my hands and was splattered across my face.I fisted his hair and jerked his head back.“You ready to talk?”He said something, and it sounded all lisped and garbled.“Pretty sure he said he doesn’t know anything,” I said to Lucifer.

Lucifer stood on the other side of the room, yellow eyes glowing.He was shirtless, covered in as much blood and gore as me.He’d let his mask slip, his true face twisted with fury, his black horns curled back and glossy.He was beautiful like this.Luci was beautiful in any form he took.

He strode forward and crouched in front of Tarrant, and the demon tried to jerk back.“This could all stop.All you have to do is tell me where Beelzebub is.”

He shook his head and tried to speak again.More blood bubbled from between his lips and dripped down his chest.

Lucifer rose.“We’ll leave him for a day to recover, then try again.”

“I don’t think they know, Luci,” I said.Poe hadn’t given us anything either.

Lucifer snarled.“I need to find that fucker?—”

Someone knocked on the door.

Startling, I turned toward it.No one disturbed us in here, and if it was a handmaid, they’d just walk right in.Lucifer didn’t seem surprised though.