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“You alright?”

“I’m fine,” Lucifer answered. His gaze locked on me.

Right…

“Well it’s getting late I’m gonna head up and shower and change, I’ll see you guys tomorrow for training.”

I didn’t wait for either of them to answer before rushing down the hall and into my room.

What in the utter hell is happening?

12

Chapter 12

Lucifer’s POV

“Incident during training my ass what the fuck happened?” Gabriel asked as he took the damp cloth off my hand and gazed at my bruised and bloodied knuckles. His eyes widened as he took in the jagged red edges that graced my hands.

“Catalina told me about that therapist she went to.”

Gabriel’s eyes slightly darkened,

“What about him?”

He Knew.

“I paid him a little visit,” I gestured to my hands,

“As you can see things got a little out of hand.”

Gabriel nodded,

“He lives?”

“For now.”

Unfortunately.

The second she told me I could end him, I would. The only reason he was alive was because she stopped me. She held his life in her hands and she didn’t even know it.

Gabriel glanced back at my hands,

“Why was she cleaning your hands? You can just heal them yourself.”

I shrugged at him,

“It made her feel useful.”

Gabriel was right. I could’ve just healed myself then and there and just go on with the night. But having her tend to my wounds, having my hand in hers. It felt good. It felt good to know that someone cared about me, that someone worried about me and cared about my safety. She wasn’t worried about the therapist or herself in that office.

She was worried about me.

“She okay?”Gabriel asked

“A little startled but she’ll be fine.”

I’ll check on her in a little bit.

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