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Katie and I returned to the table to a stare-off between the men. I wondered what on earth Lucifer was doing to antagonize Gabriel so I asked Kate to go ask about a dessert menu and sank into a nearby booth.

Through my mother my magic ability had been growing. I was learning simple things, beginner spells that wouldn’t cause much damage even if they went astray. What I had been finding was that I didn’t really need spells, the demon half of me only really needed intent to act. So I closed my eyes and willed myself to hear them.

What I caught was the tail end of a religious debate. I sighed. If that was all it was then it could be easily deflected. I opened my eyes to see Katie staring at me. I smiled to her and stood.

“Are you alright, Ellie?” she asked, her arched brows knitting together. Suddenly I could feel Lucifer’s eyes on my back. Sometimes the man’s hearing was frightening. I wasn’t surprised though, he had heard my struggle with nightmares for weeks, never missing a night.

I nodded and hooked my arm through hers. “Yes, I just didn’t want to enter the testosterone fest on my own,” I told her with a grin and guided us back to the table. We slid in beside our fiancés.

Lucifer arched a brow at me and I returned the look. He grinned back, though I could see the tips of his ears had flushed. He was unhappy about something and I was pretty sure it wasn’t my eavesdropping. I found out after a course of dessert, when we were on our way home.

“He’s an angel Elizabeth, I am certain of it,” he said driving above the legal limits.

“Is that even possible? I thought they were all stuck in heaven besides the ones that fell?” I asked pulling off my black pumps and casting them to the floor before pulling my feet up onto the seat with me. I really hated wearing heels. They make your legs look smashing but they destroy your feet.

“Anything is possible Elizabeth,” he replied. I opened my mouth to respond but when I looked at him all I saw was a flash of red and the car was flipping. We landed with a crash, the car sliding down a hill on the hood. I was in shock. What the hell was that?

Lucifer was pulling me out of the car and I was shaking.

“Ellie? Ellie!”

I blinked, snapping to and nodding to him. He told me he was going to check on the car that hit us. I nodded but I didn’t think it was a car. It didn’t look like a car… but he was already running up the hill.

He wasn’t gone two minutes before I started to feel like I was being watched. I turned to the trees lining the road and saw two gold spots in the dark. “H-hello?”

The eyes blinked and in a flash I was pinned between the car and a massive – okay I didn’t know what the hell it was. All I know is I was so scared I couldn’t even scream and when it snarled at me I held my hands up over my face and cried.

“NO! GET BACK!” I pleaded and watched as the marks on my finger – Lucifer’s marks – lit up gold and the beast whined taking a few steps back. I lowered my hands, regarding the creature and tried again, holding my hand out. “Sit?”

The monster sat.

Lucifer appeared on top of the car behind me. He was talking before he even finished materializing. “I couldn’t find another car anywhere those bastards must have driven off right- Patches? Patches what are you doing here?”

“Patches?” I echoed, turning to look at him.

“Well that’s his name. He’s my dog,” Lucifer said shrugging and dropping down from the upside down car. “Here boy,” he called holding his hand out to the…dog.

“That is not a dog,” I said backing away from them as Patches came closer.

“Sure he is, he’s a hellhound,” Lucifer said grinning. “Come, pet him.”

“I’ll pass,” I told him. The thing looked like something out of a horror movie. I didn’t want to be anywhere near it.

“What are you doing here buddy?” Lucifer asked and the beast’s mouth opened, well like half of his body opened and he licked Lucifer’s face. I almost threw up. Lucifer grinned at first and then frowned. “Andras sent him. If our bond hadn’t been stronger he’d have tried to eat you.”

I was willing to bet he could too, in one bite.

“Andras owes me a new car,” Lucifer muttered looking back at his car mournfully as he continued to stroke the giant monster from Hell. “It was perfect and he trashed it.”