their veins.”
“They didn’t brainwash my boyfriend either.” She clenched her jaw, wanting nothing more than to hit him with everything she had.
“Brainwashed?” Lucifer laughed, ignoring her question. “That’s what you think I did? I think you can be more creative than that. And the beating? As you so eloquently put it.” He lifted his shoulders in a shrug. “Look at that as more of a demonstration of what I can make Azrael do.”
He looked cool and relaxed, and it made Lilliah furious. For a second, her anger beat her fear. “Where is he?!”
“Now, now. There’s no need to shout.” His smile had disappeared; she’d offended him. “Azrael is busy. I wouldn’t worry about him if I were you.”
Realising her mistake, Lilliah backtracked. She would crawl on her hands and knees if it meant getting Azrael back. “Bring him back to me. Please. Just … just let him go. I need him.”
Lucifer straightened, clearly liking having control. “I know. That’s why I took him.”
Lilliah fell silent. Realisation slowly dawned; nothing she could say would change Lucifer’s mind. He was here to taunt her—nothing more. She wouldn’t get Azrael back unless she took him. Balling her hands into fists, she pushed down her nerves.
“Give him back to me or I will find a way to take him back, and then I’ll find a way to kill you.”
People cried out, shocked, and even Lucifer couldn’t hide his surprise. Her heart thumped in her chest, but she stood a little taller.
“How do you plan to do that?” Lucifer leaned forward, eyes blazing. “No matter where you go or what you do, I will always be one step ahead. I will always win. You can either join me and we can take Heaven together, or I will kill your boyfriend, your mother, your brother, and even your best friend.”
Lilliah’s fingernails dug into her palms.
“Then I’ll enter Heaven and kill Michael. After it’s all over and you’ve watched everyone you’ve ever loved die in the most horrendous way possible, I’ll kill you. Either way, I win. There are no surprises.”
Lilliah didn’t know what came over her, but without knowing how, she’d reached up and had grabbed Lucifer’s head in the tightest grip she could manage. Her body shook as fire flew from her hands, burning Lucifer’s face. He screamed and pushed Lilliah away. She crashed into the people across the room.
“I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you all!” he screamed. The room shook, the doors burst open, and then Lucifer vanished.
Chapter 8
“Heard you kicked ass.”
Lilliah looked up as Rebecca walked into Benedict’s office, or at least the room he had claimed while they were at The Cure. She was sitting on the floor, her head resting on her knees. She tried to muster up a smile but failed. The Lucifer incident had happened an hour ago and doubt had since crept in, as had complete and utter fear.
“I think I made the biggest mistake.” Lilliah looked up from where she was sat on the floor and rubbed her face.
“Why?” Rebecca sat beside her.
“I hurt him.” Saying the words out loud made it more real. “He can kill everyone I love in the blink of an eye, and I goaded him.”
“I heard you scared the shit out of him.” Rebecca nudged her arm, trying to coax a smile out of her, but Lilliah could hear the panic in her friend’s face. “It’s all anyone can talk about.”
The witches and warlocks had scattered after Lucifer’s disappearance. Running back to their holes, as Benedict had put it. She couldn’t blame them. She wanted nothing more than to go home and to have her boyfriend back and pretend that everything was okay, but she couldn’t. She was in the eye of the storm.
“I thought everyone had left.”
“They want to.” Rebecca crossed her legs. “But they don’t know where to go. I mean, where the heck is safe from Lucifer?”
“Nowhere, I guess.” Lucifer was an evil she could never escape. Images of her mum, her family, her house all
“They didn’t brainwash my boyfriend either.” She clenched her jaw, wanting nothing more than to hit him with everything she had.
“Brainwashed?” Lucifer laughed, ignoring her question. “That’s what you think I did? I think you can be more creative than that. And the beating? As you so eloquently put it.” He lifted his shoulders in a shrug. “Look at that as more of a demonstration of what I can make Azrael do.”
He looked cool and relaxed, and it made Lilliah furious. For a second, her anger beat her fear. “Where is he?!”
“Now, now. There’s no need to shout.” His smile had disappeared; she’d offended him. “Azrael is busy. I wouldn’t worry about him if I were you.”
Realising her mistake, Lilliah backtracked. She would crawl on her hands and knees if it meant getting Azrael back. “Bring him back to me. Please. Just … just let him go. I need him.”
Lucifer straightened, clearly liking having control. “I know. That’s why I took him.”
Lilliah fell silent. Realisation slowly dawned; nothing she could say would change Lucifer’s mind. He was here to taunt her—nothing more. She wouldn’t get Azrael back unless she took him. Balling her hands into fists, she pushed down her nerves.
“Give him back to me or I will find a way to take him back, and then I’ll find a way to kill you.”
People cried out, shocked, and even Lucifer couldn’t hide his surprise. Her heart thumped in her chest, but she stood a little taller.
“How do you plan to do that?” Lucifer leaned forward, eyes blazing. “No matter where you go or what you do, I will always be one step ahead. I will always win. You can either join me and we can take Heaven together, or I will kill your boyfriend, your mother, your brother, and even your best friend.”
Lilliah’s fingernails dug into her palms.
“Then I’ll enter Heaven and kill Michael. After it’s all over and you’ve watched everyone you’ve ever loved die in the most horrendous way possible, I’ll kill you. Either way, I win. There are no surprises.”
Lilliah didn’t know what came over her, but without knowing how, she’d reached up and had grabbed Lucifer’s head in the tightest grip she could manage. Her body shook as fire flew from her hands, burning Lucifer’s face. He screamed and pushed Lilliah away. She crashed into the people across the room.
“I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you all!” he screamed. The room shook, the doors burst open, and then Lucifer vanished.
Chapter 8
“Heard you kicked ass.”
Lilliah looked up as Rebecca walked into Benedict’s office, or at least the room he had claimed while they were at The Cure. She was sitting on the floor, her head resting on her knees. She tried to muster up a smile but failed. The Lucifer incident had happened an hour ago and doubt had since crept in, as had complete and utter fear.
“I think I made the biggest mistake.” Lilliah looked up from where she was sat on the floor and rubbed her face.
“Why?” Rebecca sat beside her.
“I hurt him.” Saying the words out loud made it more real. “He can kill everyone I love in the blink of an eye, and I goaded him.”
“I heard you scared the shit out of him.” Rebecca nudged her arm, trying to coax a smile out of her, but Lilliah could hear the panic in her friend’s face. “It’s all anyone can talk about.”
The witches and warlocks had scattered after Lucifer’s disappearance. Running back to their holes, as Benedict had put it. She couldn’t blame them. She wanted nothing more than to go home and to have her boyfriend back and pretend that everything was okay, but she couldn’t. She was in the eye of the storm.
“I thought everyone had left.”
“They want to.” Rebecca crossed her legs. “But they don’t know where to go. I mean, where the heck is safe from Lucifer?”
“Nowhere, I guess.” Lucifer was an evil she could never escape. Images of her mum, her family, her house all
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