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“What’s your problem?” I ask, using my arm to block my head from bashing into a doorframe.

“I don’t trust you with this mission. You’ll probably do what you’ve always done best. Put yourself first and let the rest of us clean up after you. But I swear to the depths of Hell. Leave Raven out of it. She doesn’t deserve more disappointment in this life.” Micah kicks open a door leading into what I assume is Dante’s suite, and he drops me on the bed.

Storming off, he leaves me in a tornado of confusion.

I’m starting to think that this is how my life will be from now on—getting punished for a past life I don’t fully remember.

I have to get out of here with Raven.

I’ll do whatever it takes.

Chapter 16

Family Reunion

RAVEN

“YOU REALLY NEED to get a new car. This crap-mobile is a piece of shit. Raven is far too good to have to face this kind of torture.” Kase smacks the steering wheel of Elias’s car, scented with cigarette smoke.

Elias fiddles with the pack of smokes in his palms that he found in the pocket behind the seat. “Are you buying me one?”

I smirk without commenting, eyeing his nervous gesture. I would’ve once judged him for continuing to smoke even though he’s dying, but it’s his choice. He’s going to make his decisions, and he’s already living with the consequences. Plus, after smelling Hell, I don’t think anything could ever smell so disgusting.

“No, but I’m fucking going to buy me something devil-approved and family friendly if I’m going to be chauffeuring you bastards around all the time.” Kase drums his fingers on the steering wheel. He glances at me in his peripheral vision. “Come sit on my lap, angel-girl. I’m collecting your end of the deal now. It’s going to be the only way I survive another moment.”

I laugh and lock my fingers around his tail, stopping him from trying to tie it around me. “You haven’t completed your end yet, so no. I said after you took us to and from Elias’s family. Not on the ride there.”

“You’re one helluva negotiator, Raven,” Kase muses, sliding his tail from my hand with a shiver.

“I’ve learned from the best,” I say, snuggling into his side, teasing him by resting my hand on his thigh.

Dante follows my lead and sneaks his hand a few inches under the hem of my dress until I lock him out by squeezing my legs shut. “Don’t make us regret this.”

“It’s fucking too late for that. We’re here.” Kase jerks the vehicle to a stop and kills the engine.

I flick my gaze from Dante’s hand still trying to test my resolve and out the front window. A warehouse looms behind a barbed wire cinderblock wall at the end of the street. Searching the area, I look for signs of life but only spot a gray and white cat pouncing toward something on the sidewalk. I was expecting Elias’s hunter family to reside in a home and not this old, industrial building. It’s creepy and the kind of place I’d expect serial killers to drag their victims.

“Looks just as I expected.” Dante swings the door open and climbs out, opening the backdoor for Elias. He offers him his hand, and the simple gesture warms me to my core. Dante can be a psycho, but he’s also caring and helpful. “A shithole.”

Kase laces his tail around my wrist, stopping me from exiting. “We have some rules, angel-girl. Do not leave our sides. Do not speak to anyone. Keep your eyes down. Tell no one anything.”

“Okay, master. You say these things like I’m going to go running in there screaming that Hell is about to take control of the universe.” I twist my hand and manage to lock my fingers around part of his tail. Stroking it, I wait for him to give me a reaction.

And damn it, does he.

Yanking me onto his lap, he kisses me, stealing my breath. His hands roam down my back, tugging the hem of my dress up until he can grab my ass cheeks. Micah groans and slams the door, his annoyance heavy in his voice. I don’t know what he expected after our kiss, but I can already tell we might need to have a conversation about my relationships.Relationships. Shit. I never imagined such a thing as being involved with several men—devils—from my life, and it’s been easier than I expected with Kase and Dante. While they’re not technically together or regular lovers, especially with me in the picture, they are bonded. They’ve always had each other and have basically shared an existence. But with Micah? I worry. I can’t survive Hell’s rulers fighting over me and my soul. Without Micah having even a cordial friendship with Kase and Dante, things could get rough if we progress. I’ll have to work on getting everyone to bond.

“Break it up, you two. You’re not staying in the car to fuck while I escort Dead Man Walking into a compound of Hell haters.” Dante expands his wings, blocking out the sun. “We had a plan, remember. We’re not that kind and generous to grant final wishes without strings attached.”

Kase breaks from my mouth but doesn’t let me go. I’m horny enough and not really wanting to see inside the Serial Killer Warehouse now that Kase gets me worked up. Last night was rough as I stayed up with Dante and watched Elias sleep like angelic creeps...with pitchforks.

“You have Micah. Put him to work. He’s on probation and needs to remember his place if he’s going to stay and help Raven complete the mission,” Kase mutters against my throat, his voice vibrating over my skin making me grind harder.

“Not happening.” Leaning in, Dante locks his hands around my waist and tugs me out of the car. “We’re all staying together.”

“Out here. You can’t go inside.” Elias rests his palms on the hood of his car. His sickly pallor does nothing for my nerves, which immediately kills the desire Kase aroused in me.

“The fuck we aren’t.” Kase hops out of the car, not fazed by Dante dragging me away. “You didn’t honestly think we came here just for you to tell these bastards goodbye.”

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