Page 14 of The Cruelest Chaos

But in the few times Lucifer and I have seen each other in the month since Sacrificium, he hasn’t gotten off my ass about this shit.

I sit back down. Clasp my hands together, elbows on my knees. I close my eyes; I’m fucking tired.

“If I hadn’t saved his life, you wouldn’t be calling Sid your wife right now. She wouldn’t even be here right now. She might’ve even killed you, which at this point, I might be happy about because it’s one in the goddamn morning, Lucifer, and I want to go the fuck to sleep.”

He snorts but doesn’t look at me. “You killed Pammie.” His change of subjects is giving me whiplash.

I rub my temples. “Yes.”

“You took Sid with you.”

I sigh. “Yes.”

“And you didn’t think maybe you should fucking tell me?”

That one’s easy. “No. But maybe you should say ‘thank you’? She deserved to die. We both know that—”

His hands are suddenly on my shoulders as my eyes fly open and he pushes me back in my chair. “Sid could’ve gotten hurt!” he yells at me, his eyes wild. “She could’ve gotten fucking killed!”

I knock his hands off of me, bringing my own underneath his forearms. I push to my feet, step toward him until he concedes a step, and then another, his back against the railing.

“She didn’t get killed. I would’ve never let her get hurt. I planned this out, we had backup. She was never in any danger, and she wanted to do thisfor your sorry ass.”I press my finger to his chest and his eyes light with anger, that vein in his neck fucking throbbing. “You keep trying to control her like Jeremiah fucking Rain, and guess what,bro?”I lean in close, my mouth over his. “She’s gonna fucking leave you forhim.Especially if you’re getting your dick hard letting naked girls into your room thataren’t her.”

“It was a mistake. Ezra gave me something, brought her up. I didn’t touch her.”

I bite back a laugh. “Wow, you didn’t touch her. What afucking relief.”I step back from him, my chest heaving. I run a hand through my hair while he stares at me like he wishes I was dead. Yeah, well, the feeling is currently mutual.

“Right now, I don’t have time to deal with this.” I put my hands on my head and turn away from him, pacing the length of the balcony. “Tomorrow we have Council. We need to focus on that.”

Some of the anger towards me seems to dissipate from Luce’s face. He shoves his hands into his pockets. “Yeah. We do.”

I drop my hands and shake my head. “Elijah tell you my dad is gonna be there?”

His voice is a growl. “Yes.”

I run my hand down my jaw. “What do you want me to do?”

“Why is that a question?”

“Elijah wants to…discuss it.” I grit my teeth. “He said we can’t kill everyone that upsets us, apparently.”

Lucifer looks like he wants to put his finger through my eye, but he doesn’t say anything.

I blow out a breath. “Maybe we should hear him out. We don’t know what he knew about Sid.”

“I don’t fucking carewhat he knew.He knew sheexistedanddid nothing.”

I tip my head up to glance at the sliver of the moon dangling in the sky. “Noctem is coming soon. Eight weeks, and we’ll have to deal with all of our sins.”

“And letting your father live shouldn’t be one of yours.”

I don’t say anything.

Lucifer scowls. “If you don’t kill him, I—”

“Have you asked Sid about it?” I press him, turning my gaze to his. “Have you asked her what the fuck she thinks about this? Asked her if she wants to deal with him? If she wants to know about her mother?”

His eyes darken.