wasn’t over. They all owed Silas more than they ever knew, for what he’d done, what he’d given up for their brother.
Lazarus cleared his throat. “If anyone can help, surely it’s Lucifer.”
Zenon’s jaw tightened. “I’ll ask.” The male would do anything for his brothers, but Lucifer was not someone Zen wanted to encourage. The former king of Hell was also the king of TMI and loved sharing with his new grandson. Mia found his pictures and texts hilarious, Zenon not so much.
He pulled his phone from his pocket, hit the number for Lucifer, and put it on speaker.
The phone rang once. “Yo! Z-man! Holy shit, you called, you actually called. Was it the cat memes that wore you down or the sex stories? It was my sexploits, right?”
Zenon rubbed a temple with one hand and shook his head. “Nope, definitely not that.”
“Mia likes me. You need to listen to your mate, she has good taste. And I know it’s her picking my outfits when I send pics, and don’t try to tell me it isn’t, ’cause I know it is. By the way, she’s a fucking genius. I’ve gotten lucky every time I wear what she chooses.”
She did choose. Gunner had seen Mia take Zenon’s phone from him and, giggling, send a reply.
“Don’t want to talk about my mate with you, Lucifer…”
“So this isn’t family business?”
“No.”
“Ha! You just admitted we’re family.”
Zenon muttered a curse.
“Adam, come back to bed,” a female voice echoed down the phone.
“Be there in a minute, Bunny!” Lucifer chuckled. “Man, I love human women. They don’t try to kill you in your sleep.”
“Adam?” Silas asked, saying what they were all thinking.
“Don’t be an old woman, Si, we all gotta bust a nut from time to time. Even you, right? I’ve heard all about you and—”
“Shut the fuck up,” Silas bit out.
They all turned to Silas, who avoided the questions in their eyes.
Lucifer laughed, dark and rough. “Zipping my lips as we speak. And yes, Adam. You think a woman wants to come home with a dude called Lucifer? Humans have been force-fed bullshit about me since forever. Adam was a fucking Goody Two-shoes. Chicks love that shit.”
“Okay, we’re getting off track here,” Chaos said. “We need to find a fallen angel. Can you help?”
“Who?”
“Azel.”
Silence. “Azel?” His voice was like ice. “You sure?”
“Yes,” Zenon said. “He’s working with Diemos.”
Lucifer exploded into a string of curse words. “That motherfucker is supposed to be dead.”
“He’s not,” Silas said. “And he’s found someone who can hide him.”
“You can’t feel him at all?” Gunner asked.
“Adam, hurry up!” the female voice called again.
“For fuck’s sake, Bunny!” he yelled back. “I’ll be there in a minute. You and Fantasia start without me.”
“Fucking hell,” Kryos muttered.
“Jealous,” Lucifer said.
“Can you feel him?” Zenon growled.
“Can you feel him, Grandpa,” Lucifer said.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” Zenon said.
“Not even a little. And a promise that you’ll stop ignoring my texts.”
Zenon ground his teeth, his eyes slicing to Gunner, then the rest of his brothers.
“Say it,” Lucifer said.
Zenon’s jaw worked. “I promise not to ignore your texts.”
“Awesome. Now the other thing.”
Their brother held the phone in a grip that made the thing groan. “Can you feel Azel…” he growled out again. “Grand…pa?”
“Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”
“Answer the fucking question.”
“No,” Lucifer said. “I can’t.”
“Son of a bitch.” Zenon’s chest expanded and he looked ready to commit murder. Zenon wasn’t the only one.
“You were right, Silas, for once. Someone is hiding him. I’ve got nothing.”
Gunner rubbed his hands over his cropped hair, close to losing his shit completely.
“Can you keep trying?” Chaos asked.
There was a beat of silence. “I’ll keep my feelers out for Azel. I’m fine if someone takes that piece of shit out, but there’s only so much I’m willing to do when it comes to this war. Look, I know Diemos is a fucking lunatic who wishes me dead, but he’s still my son. I love him and Zenon both. I can’t take sides in this. This whole thing has to play out without my interference.”
“You can’t be serious,” Silas bit out.
“As a heart attack, Si, but yeah, if I get a whiff of Azel, I’ll let you know.”
“Thank you,” Chaos said.
“All goods. Right, off to go fuck. Take care, boys. And don’t forget, Grandpa loves you, Z-man.” Then the phone went dead.
“Helpful as always,” Lazarus snarled before his gaze slid to Gunner. “What about taking Luna into the city, like I did with Eve? Maybe he’ll sense her outside the compound wards