“The truth,” Remi sighed, squeezing her hand gently. “I didn’t think he would stoop as low as removing your memory of it, too.”
“Removing my memory…” the brunette trailed off, brow furrowing as she racked her memory of the encounter. A few fuzzy recollections surfaced from the fog that lingered, and she sat up slowly, expression twisting. “He wouldn’t… he didn’t…”
“He did,” Remi corrected her gently, a hint of anger coloring the words. “The son of a bitch swore to never use his powers against us, and then he goes back on it when it suits him.”
A soft knock interrupted, and Camiel slipped into the room ahead of Gloriana, who carried a tray with sandwiches.
“Mags!” She smiled broadly. “I didn’t realize you were awake yet.”
“Oh, I’m awake,” she said, kicking off her blankets. “I’m awake and I’m furious and I’m about to go murder a god.”
“You just woke up,” Glory looked taken aback, brow furrowed. “You should rest for a minute or at least have a sandwich.”
“No,” she swung her legs over the side and rose. Remi caught her by the elbow when she swayed slightly. “I’ve doneenoughresting—against my own will—which is what I’m about to go discuss withdearLucifer.”
“Don’t be so hasty,” Glory set the tray down and hurried to her side. “You shouldn’t overwork yourself.”
“Do notcoddleme, Gloriana,” Mags snapped, and the blonde reeled back in surprise. Mags collected herself for a moment, then grabbed her favorite shawl and wrapped herself in the pink silk for comfort. “I may be gentle, but I do not take well to being forced into submission.”
“There's the Mags with fire.” Remi grinned. “I missed this side of you.”
“I didn’t,” Mags sighed. “I never like becoming this person, but damned if Lucifer doesn’tpushpeople.”
“Go get ‘im!” Remi cackled. “Raise some Cain, hell, take Cainwithyou!”
“I hardly think I’ll need such heavy artillery.” Mags raised a brow. “You seem almost too excited by this, Remi.”
“Oh, I am.” She grinned. “Luci’s about to get his ass whooped and he iswelloverdue.”
Mags mustered a small smile of her own. “Well, have a little faith then. Who needs a man to fight their battles for them?”
“Honestly? Go let some stress out properly,” said Cami, smirking. “It’s not like you can actually kill him.”
Mags smiled wider this time, and a dangerous glint lit her eyes. “Well then, there’s no harm intrying.”
Glory watched nervously as Mags stormed from her rooms, Remi tracking her path with delight.
“Why are you encouraging this?” the blonde asked, frowning and worrying a napkin between her slim fingers. “She’s going to get hurt.”
“Are you joking?” Cami snorted. “She’s the one person who won’t be in any danger. Luce, stupid as it was, did this becausehe loves her. Her life is worth more to him than his honor, or his word. That’s no small thing.”
They let this sit for a moment, and Glory sank onto a pouf with a sigh. “I still don’t like it.”
“You don’t need to like it.” Remi shrugged. “This is for her.”
“I guess so…”
“She’s a tough one, Glory,” Camiel reassured the other woman with a smile. “She may be a little newer than us, but she’s formidable in her own right.”
“I still think she could use some backup.”
Remi laughed sharply and began to pick through the sandwiches Glory had assembled. “Yeah, no thanks.Ihave no such immunity, and I’m still licking my proverbial wounds from my last attempt at reasoning with Lord Fucker.”
“You’re so crass. Here, I made pastrami for you.”
“Yes!” Remi snatched the sandwich and took a huge bite. “Actually though, I think you’re right.”
“Chew first, ew.”
