“She’s an issue,” Natia states.
“Worse, she’s insane,” Lucifer answers.
22
Chapter Twenty Two
Natia
Everything you know about a Taurus is everything they want you to know.
Gnawing pain grinds against my temples, threatening a migraine. Goddesses, don’t get migraines, do they? I glance around the club.
“Where did the big hole go?” I ask, staring at the smooth floor.
“We repaired it,” Frank says with a wink as he appears with a tray of various drinks. He hands me a water.
“What’s next?” I ask. “We go back through Anger and into Heresy?”
“There’s no we, you are about to turn human. You will stay here in Lucifer’s private apartments. It’s protected from both Earth and Hell given it’s the place between,” Archan says, tightening his arm around my waist.
I snort a laugh and catch Zee’s gaze. His brow furrows. “I was a badass long before I became a goddess. I may become human but I’m far from powerless.”
“True,” Zee says, supporting me as I knew he would. “She had the largest kill count on the squad.”
“Of demons,” Zac reminds us.
I flick my gaze heavenward and silently ask Kay to bless me with patience. “And most of what we are fighting are demons. I’ll leave the big bad gods to you guys. Don’t count me out. I won’t be caged like some prized mule while you go into the fray.”
Silence ripples around the room until Emi slaps her hand on the table. “Have you idiots learned nothing? Leave her behind and trouble will, without a doubt, find her.”
A small smile tilts my lips. “There are places I can put you where no one would find you,” Archan adds.
I look at him over my shoulder, rage flaring through my veins—I temper it as his eyes narrow on me. “I’m about to be human. You want to store me in your galactic bedroom where I’ll implode if you run a little late?”
“How long does she have?” Archan asks Nathan.
Nathan scratches the back of his head. “You’ve lost your powers?” he asks.
“Not all, but a large proportion.”
“One day, maybe two, before she’s fully human,” Nathan deduces.
I arch a brow at Archan. “You willing to take that risk?” I ask.
He scrubs his hand over his eyes. “No.”
“Then it’s decided. I go with you, and whilst becoming human has its disadvantages, it also has its advantages.”
“Like?” Aaden asks, pausing his tapping on his keyboard.
“I can kill a god.”
Aaden blinks. “How?”
I lean on the table and drum my fingers on the glass of water. “Not being a god means I’m not bound by their laws.”
Aaden shakes his head. “I meanhow? What would you use to kill a god?”
