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They could joke about it now, but Roc got the feeling the guy was still hung up on Ursula.

Devil's Child by Judas Priest started blaring out of Zenon’s phone and he yanked it out of his pocket and scowled at it. Lucifer liked to fuck with his ring tone, changing it regularly. Zenon hit end, ignoring it, and a moment later, it beeped letting him know he had a message.

Mia took the phone from her mate and read it, brows furrowed. “He says congratulations. That he can’t wait to meet his great-grandbaby.”

“Fucking hell,” Zenon muttered.

“How does he know?” Mia said frowning.

“I don’t want to know,” Zenon muttered.

The phone beeped again and Mia grinned as hooting and cheering came from the phone.

She held it up. It was a short video of Lucifer, Roxy, and Ursula. Ursula looked as unimpressed as always. Roxy let off a party popper, clapping and laughing, and Lucifer held up a tiny red T-shit with Grandad’s Little Devil printed on it in black.

“Christ,” Silas said, but he wasn’t looking at Lucifer, his eyes were intense and locked on Ursula.

Kyler leaned into him and he looked down at her. “This is wonderful, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, pumpkin.”

It was perfect.

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Chapter 1

A wave of sandalwood and leather washed over Rocco as he followed Willow through the new demon neighborhood—though it looked more like some post-apocalyptic battleground than a place suited for habitation. A demon hissed at them, and Rocco gripped the hilt of his sword as he and the witch passed.

Hell’s escapees now occupied the dilapidated buildings once slated for demolition. The demons had congregated here a few months ago after a mass exodus from other parts of Roxburgh—right after a hoard of the fuckers had attacked the knights’ compound.