“Because I work at the law firm,” she spat. “Asmodeus is one of our clients. Noah…Rafael. He thought he could get access to some of Az’s private contracts. I caught him looking through my drawers a few times. Thought it was odd, but he always had a good excuse for it.” Growling, she shook her head. “I should have known. And dammit, I wish he’d tried this shit during a full moon. The things I could have done…”

“I’m so sorry,” I whispered. “At least you’re safe now.”

The watery look in her eyes shook me to my core. Serena never cried. “You came for me.”

I swallowed hard. “Of course I did. You think I was going to let him lay a fucking hand on you?”

“But you’re human. You could have died.”

“I don’t care.” I threw my arms around her neck and buried my face in her lemon-scented hair. “I would do anything for you, Serena. Anything.”

“Well, isn’t this a sweet reunion?” Rafael’s harsh voice rang out in the silence.

My heart hurtled into my throat. Tensing my entire body, I slowly unwound my arms from Serena’s neck and turned to face the fallen angel. This time, he wasn’t alone. Another figure stood beside him. Even without the mask, I recognized him in an instant. Tall, muscled, rippling with power. Twin pits of anger stared out of his sleet grey eyes, boring right into my soul. The killer from the alley.

I shivered.

Slowly, Serena rose to her feet and stood beside me. It wasn’t a full moon, but she’d still be strong enough to put up a fight now that she knew that we faced danger. Before, Noah-Rafael had likely caught her off guard. She wouldn’t make the same mistake of trusting him again.

Still, it wouldn’t hurt if a few of my demon friends decided to join the party.

How long would they search the streets before returning to the warehouse? We needed to keep these assholes busy and distracted until the Legion showed.

“I’m glad you came back,” Serena said with a smile that showed the sharp points of her canines. She rarely liked to flash them around. It made it obvious she was not at all human. “Means you’ll get to experience what it’s like to face a very angry werewolf.”

Rafael rolled his eyes. “We’re immortal angels, little wolf. Your scratches will barely harm us, let alone kill us. Nothing can.”

I wet my lips and swallowed down the words that threatened to pop from my throat. There was actually one thing we could do to stop an angel. Take his heart. Did Serena know?

“Why exactly are you here again? Don’t you have something better to do?” I asked with a faux bravado that would make Broadway proud. “I thought you wanted to run to Lucifer with your little news.”