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Sometimes that’s all we needed, one friend rooting for us when we couldn’t root for ourselves any longer.
I was injured, going back on meds, and had probably just lost his trust, but I’d just kicked Lucifer in the throat in front of all of his friends. Totally worth it.
If I was being honest, I was scared. Was I kind of a badass after all my training? Yes. Did I want to piss myself right then? Definitely.
From my place curled in a ball on the floor, I looked up at him. The Devil. A name he had earned.
Bursting forward, I flung myself into his arms. “Thank you! You have no idea what this means to me.” Tears leaked from the corners of my eyes. His arms came around me, holding me tightly. “You’re very welcome, Brielle. I sometimes envy the passionate yet reckless love that humans feel,” he admitted as I stepped away. Michael was grinning. “You should try it sometime. My wife has a nice lady friend I could introduce you to.” Raphael looked mortally offended, his cheeks turning pink. “All right, this meeting is over.” We all burst into laughter as Raphael pretended to arrange papers on his desk.
