Grim let out a low, unhappy grunt. “We won’t. Not if I can help it.”
“Not how that works, buddy. I know you’ve been the boss man of dying around here for all of eternity, but mortals don’t get to stay as long as they want. It’s not the Hotel California. Eventually they check out.”
For a musician, Sin didn’t really have much of a way with words.
“She has Lucifer. Eventually, once we are gone, he will take care of her.” I hated every syllable that left my lips, but it was the truth. Maybe that’s why fate gave him to her. So she wouldn’t have to ever be alone.
Silence descended around the room as we let the statement hang. There wasn’t much we could do about it, not if we wanted a real chance at a life with her.
“So when are we going to tell Merri?” I asked.
“Tell me what?”
Chapter
Twenty-Eight
MERRI
Movie night had sounded like a great idea, a way to take our minds off things and just relax for a couple of hours. But as soon as the lights went off and the movie started to play, my mind would not stay focused on the story. I just couldn’t shake the feeling that we were running out of time before everything came to a head. And if that was the case, I didn’t want to spend the last handful of peaceful nights I might have with people who were still mostly strangers when I could be with my mates. No shade to the girls—and Remi—they were lovely, but they just weren’t what my heart craved. So, with freshly painted nails and my PJs on, I ran back to the men I craved.
I hadn’t expected to find them mid-conversation about me when I walked through the door, but here we were. They all looked at me, not a shred of guilt or worry on their faces as I waited for them to answer my question.
“What happened to movie night, Red?” Chaos asked, crossing the floor and tugging me to him.
I shrugged. “I missed you.”
His arms tightened around me, and he pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “We missed you too.”
A part of my brain wanted me to immediately protest that I’d barely been gone an hour so that couldn’t be true, but... I’d experienced the same thing. How could I doubt his words when they mirrored my own experience? I guess even girls with fated mates had to unlearn years of crippling self-doubt. We were literally bound by destiny, but I still needed them to remind me they loved me every single day.
“So, what are you going to tell me?” I asked, knowing that if I didn’t give them a nudge back toward my original question, they’d distract me until I forgot all about it.
“We’ve been making plans,” Grim offered, rising from his chair and casually strolling to the bar where Sin stood with a tumbler of whiskey.
“For what?”
“Our future,” Sin answered with a smug grin.
Given what we were about to face, that felt incredibly optimistic. “Don’t you think you’re getting ahead of yourselves?”
Malice shook his head. “We’ve already got three out of the four weapons. Then all that’s left is to plan the attack. Really, it’s just a matter of time now.”
I couldn’t ignore the flood of relief his words caused. They were all so sure we were going to win, and after everything they’d collectively experienced, that certainty carried a lot of weight.
“I can’t lie, I love the confidence.”
Chaos’s fingers trailed down my spine and then under the hem of my top so he could brush them along my bare skin. “We’re very confident. We have every reason to be.”
“And what plans have you made for your future?”
Sin cleared his throat. “Ourfuture, kitten. All of us.”
“Even Lucifer?” I asked with a raised brow.
He made a face and rolled his eyes. “Yes. Unfortunately.”
“I’m all ears.”
