Lucifer's Bride [Complete]

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"What the fuck do you want, Michael?" The deep, rhythmic tone of my

husband's voice saves my head from being separated from my shoulders.

I hear his footsteps an instant before he strides up and stands beside

me. His bright gold eyes are blazing, and his flawless lips have been

disfigured to form a scowl. His enormous ebony wings are spread

slightly, casting a shadow across the walls and making his look far more

intimidating than he is...if that's even possible.

A sliver of anger fades from Michael's face, replaced by a mixture of

fear and absolute loathing. "Your queen and I were simply having a

chat."

"That was quite a chat. I could hear your ranting from three floors

below." Lucifer's voice is smooth, almost emotionless. I stare at him in

wonder. He's got more self-control in his finger that I do in my entire

body.

Michael rolls his eyes. "Why have you decided to grace us with your

presence? We were almost finished."

Lucifer ignores his inquiry and turns to me. "Are you unharmed?"

I nod, relieved to have backup. "Fine. Pissed, but fine."

He nods, a tiny smile breaking his frozen features. He turns back to

Michael. "You didn't come down here just to harass my queen. What does

dad want?"

Michael's caught off-guard for an instant, but recovers. "Nothing but

your queen. She doesn't belong here, Lucifer."

My husband shrugs. "That's not your call."

"She's still alive, Lucifer! She's an innocent! Why keep her here?"

Michael is getting more frustrated by the minute. The more frustrated he

gets, the more irrational and unfocused he gets. That makes him

vulnerable to my husband's counter-attack of level-headed fury.

"What happened to her was not her choice, but I believe she said she's

willing to work with what she has." Lucifer shoots me a soft smile. "You

have no right to deny her a choice, not even that one."

Michael nearly loses it. "That's all you can do. All you could ever do!

Question every order you were given, deny every ounce of love father