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I tune out when she starts talking about the magic needed to make the weapons able to kill all angels and not just a specific one since they have different vulnerabilities.

That’s all fine and dandy, but how does that help us figure out when the battle will be?

Sure, we need a way to fight the demigods, but until we know when and where, I can’t focus on the rest of it. It’s just not how my brain works.

When Mom joins us at our end of the table, I turn my attention back to Lucifer as he and the other gods speak.

It seems I’m not the only one who is focused on figuring out the details.

“We still don’t know when or where Michael and the other angels will attack.” Thanatos’s fists clench on the table as he speaks. “We need to figure that out or everything else will be for nothing. We can’t make a plan without knowing the details.”

Lucifer nods. “I’m aware. Unfortunately, we’ve kind of stalled out on that front. Do you want us to just sit here and twiddle our thumbs while we wait for inspiration to strike?”

Thanatos grunts. “You know I don’t.”

“Has anyone been able to think of anything that might be relevant to us figuring out those particulars?” he asks, eyes running along the table. “I thought not, but Thanatos is right. Until we can figure out his plan, we can’t really move forward with planning. I think we’ll take a break from these meetings until someone thinks of something.”

Hypnos clears his throat. “And what if no one does?”

“Then we’ll meet again in four days. Because we’ll have to have some kind of plan, even if we can’t figure it out.” Lucifer runs a hand over his face, and I realize just how tired he looks. “If there’s nothingelse—”

“Before we go, I’d like to say something.” Hecate doesn’t look worried about cutting off my dad, even when he shoots her an annoyed glare. “There are six of us who have had many interactions with Michael. We know him best. We have to be able to figure out what he’s up to. We might have to delve deep into our memories, but we all know how much he likes to think he’s smarter than all of us. He told Lucifer it would be within the month because he wants us to figure it out. And he’s really not as smart as he thinks. There’s no reason we can’t figure this out.”

“It’s not just the six of you,” I tell her, leaning forward. “Wren was married to him for a few years. She might not have known what he was, and he was very good at hiding his evil, but she might know more than she thinks she does.”

Hecate inclines her head toward me before focusing on Wren. “Your sister is right. It might not be anything you remember consciously, either. If you can, try to go back through your interactions with him and see if there’s anything you can glean from them.”

Wren nods. “I’ll try, but I’m not sure what you think I’ll know—either of you. He hid somuch from me.”

“He did,” I agree. “But he might have slipped up. Even if it seems insignificant, bring it up. It could make something click in someone else’s mind.”

“Okay.”

Lucifer shoots me and Wren a smile before pushing to his feet. “Did anyone else have anything to add?” He looks around the table, and when no one speaks up, he nods.

“If anyone comes up with any ideas, please reach out, and I’ll call a meeting. If not, we’ll meet in four days. We’ll have to come up with something vague that we can adapt to any situation, which is probably going to be harder than us trying to figure out what the hell he’s up to.” He drags his hand through his hair before straightening up. “Wraith, I’d like to speak to you about the academy if you have some time.”

“Of course.” Wraith offers me a tight smile when I turn to look at him.

“Alright then, those of us who know or knew Michael will try to piece together what we can. The rest of you, I guess, enjoy your days off until we need to come back together again. Wraith?” Lucifer steps back into the shadows and disappears.

Wraith leans down and kisses me. “I’m going to take Brenden and Nex with me since they’re teaching at the academy.”

“Fine, if you must.” I wrinkle my nose but accept a kiss from Brenden while ignoring Nex hovering behind me.

I’m still mad at him, and I have no idea why I decided to tell him to stay and watch me be fucked by my other mates yesterday, but I don’t regret it. Brenden is right. I do like others watching while I have sex with my mates, but not just anyone. I only like it when it’s one of my mates—even if I’m pissed at him.

Shaking my head, I wave at them before standing and hurrying over to my friends.

“We need a girls’ night,” I blurt out without bothering to greet them.

Celeste shakes her head as Diana just grins at me. They’re both used to my bullshit.

“I’m definitely down,” Celeste says, nudging Diana, who nods.

“Tonight?” Diana asks.

I nod, and the three of us hash out the details. We drag Melody and Wren over to make sure they’re willing to join us, and when I leave with Cassian and Donovan, I feel a bit more settled. Everyone better be ready to spill tonight. I don’tknow how much longer we have until we’re all battling for our lives and the lives of millions of others, but I damn well plan on finding out what’s going on with my friends before that happens.