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We’re sitting at the table enjoying our breakfast when a flash of hellfire lights up before me. I jerk my head back, but it’s gone almost as fast.

A piece of paper drifts toward my plate of food, and I snatch it out of the air.

“What the hell is that?” Brenden asks, and I’d like to know that myself.

“Whatever it is, it’s from Lucifer.” Wraith shakes his head. “He’s always had a flair for dramatics.”

It sounds like him. With a quick shake of my head, I turn the paper over.

Audrey,

I’d like it if you and your mates could join me at my home at your earliest convenience.

Love,

Lucifer

P.S. I thought about signing it with Dad, but I didn’t think you’d approve. But know the thought was there.

I scoff, shaking my head again. “Doesn’t he know how to send texts?”

“He does, but he also likes showing off. And, as I said, he has a flair for dramatics.” Wraith chuckles. “What does he want?”

“He wants us to come over at our earliest convenience. It doesn’t say why he wants to see us, though.”

Donovan sighs. “I was hoping for a few more days off before we got sent back to work. Eat up, everyone. We don’t want to keep the big boss waiting.”

I frown as they all dig in. “It says at our convenience. I’m not going to give myself indigestion just because he wants to talk to us.”

“And that’s your prerogative, little mate. You’re probably the only one who can get away with keeping him waiting.” Cassian pauses to eat his last strip of bacon. “As for the rest of us, he’d be happy to punish us for the slight. I’d rather be ready to go as soon as you are than to chance his wrath.”

Now, I roll my eyes. “You guys are ridiculous. He’s squishy as hell when it comes to me and Wren.”

“Correct.” Nex winks when I meet his gaze, sending a buzz of happiness through me. “For the two of you—not for the rest of us.”

I want to argue that they’re my mates, so he’ll make an exception for them too, but I don’t actually know if that’s true or not.

I go back to eating, ignoring my mates as they rush through their food before hurrying upstairs to get dressed. By the time they all make it back downstairs, I’m finally finished eating.

“I’ll rinse off the dishes and get the dishwasher loaded.” Nex grabs my plate, kissing me lightly before he moves to grab the rest.

“I laid out clothes for you,” Wraith tells me as he straightens his cuffs. “Obviously, I’m not telling you what you should wear, but it would please me to see you wear it.”

That immediately puts my hackles up, worrying over how he might be trying to dress me, but I don’t voice those concerns. “We’ll see.”

Because their anxiety is starting to get to me, I shadow walk to the bedroom. Sure enough, there’s an outfit laid out on the bed—undergarments and all. I pick up the short plaid skirt and shake my head.

I knew he had a schoolgirl kink.

He’s paired it with a cropped tank and a long cardigan, and I kind of love it. Deciding it won’t hurt anything to wear what he wants me to, I pull on the outfit before pulling on my heeled combat boots. I throw on some lip balm and mascara before running my hands through my hair.

Good enough.

I shadow walk myself back to my mates, grinning at the appreciative looks they shoot my way.

“Are we sure we have to go now?” Brenden asks, slowly stalking me around the couch. “Because our mate looks good enough to eat.”

Wraith chuckles. “That was my intention, but we really do need to go see what Lucifer wants.”