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“Does that mean she forgave you?” Chaos asked, his hope so pathetically obvious I couldn’t stand looking at him.

“No,” Malice answered with a slow shake of his head. “She’s absolutely furious with us. She called me a hamburger.”

Sin snickered. “Burn.”

“I’m sure you’d be a stale croissant.”

“Watch your mouth, hot pocket.”

“What the fuck is a hot pocket?” Malice asked.

Sin made a considering face. “They’re actually pretty good, to be honest. So I take it back. You’ve been demoted to a soggy, day-old french fry.”

Malice made the V sign.

“Don’t you British middle finger me.”

This was getting out of hand. The reality of our situation was bleak. Merri was with the enemy. Trapped with him and at his mercy. We were lucky he hadn’t taken her against her will and planted his seed inside her already. My stomach churned at the thought as jealousy raged within me.

Worse still was that I was the reason for all of it. I might downplay my guilt in front of the others, but I couldn’t afford to appear reticent. If I gave them even an inch, they’d never cease with their pestering. The truth was, Merri couldn’t be my mate, and she was mistaken, but I should have handled my response toher confession differently. I should never have been so cold and callous. She left because of me.

Which meant Lucifer’s capture of her sat squarely on my shoulders.

We had to get her back.

Ihad to get her back.

“Where is he keeping her?” I finally demanded as they continued their childish bickering.

Everyone stopped at the sound of my voice, then Malice turned his focus on me. “She gave me an address. A lakeside cabin in Illinois.”

“So what are we waiting for?” Sin demanded.

“We are not going in guns blazing without a battle plan,” Chaos snapped.

“That sounds like exactly what we’re supposed to do,” Sin countered.

“This is Lucifer. We have to be smart or we’ll lose before we step foot on the property.”

I nodded my agreement. “Chaos is right. No running about half-cocked.”

“Excuse me, I am fully cocked at all times.” Sin glanced down his front. “That should be obvious by now.”

“I will muzzle you if you do not get a hold of yourself. Things could not be more dire, do you understand?” I snarled. “This is not the fucking time for your dick jokes.”

“Shall we summon the horses?” Chaos asked under his breath.

He was always trying to summon them so we could ride into battle, but this time it was warranted.

“Horses, armor, weapons,” I said. “We’ll face Lucifer with all the power granted to us so we can take back our woman.”

That earned me a couple of raised eyebrows.

“A bit late to care about that, don’t you think?” Sin asked with a pointed glare.

“Not this again,” I grumbled.

“She wouldn’t be gone if you?—”