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speak was more than just her reaction to his touch. He was a rock star in the angel world. Beyond a rock star. He was... the rock star. The angel.
    And she’d nearly destroyed his family.
    “What the fuck?” Azagoth’s voice rang out from somewhere behind her. Dazed, she turned her head to see him walking toward them, his gaze boring into Reaver. “You know that when a high-ranking angel steps foot into my realm, I feel it, right? Like, migraine feel it.”
    Legs wobbly, she stepped away from Reaver. “Sir––”
    A wave of Azagoth’s hand silenced her. “I’ve got this. Reaver is a friend.”
    “Friend?” Reaver asked, incredulous. “May I remind you that you ordered Hades to hold me in the belly of a giant demon, where I was slowly digested for centuries?”
    Cat couldn’t believe it when Azagoth rolled his eyes. He wasn’t usually so casual with Heavenly angels. But then, Reaver had sent gifts for him and Lilliana. “It was three puny months.”
    “Yeah, well, it felt like centuries,” Reaver muttered.
    “Good.” Now that was more like Azagoth. “Are you here to see Lilliana?”
    Reaver shook his head. “Unfortunately, I’m here to see you. There’s a soul in Sheoul-gra I need to be released.”
    “Demon?”
    “Human.”
    Azagoth cocked a dark eyebrow. “Really. And why should I do that?”
    “Because he shouldn’t be there. Your griminions took him before his soul could cross over.”
    “Even if they’d made that mistake, I’d have caught it,” Azagoth said, and a knot formed in Cat’s stomach.
    “You missed this one.”
    “Impossible.”
    A bird chirped in the distance, its cheery song so out of place in the growing tension surrounding Azagoth and Reaver. Cat couldn’t help but think that the old, lifeless Sheoul-gra might have been a better setting for the confrontation happening right now between these two powerful males.
    Reaver stared at Azagoth, his expression darkening with anger. “Seriously? You think Heaven would make that kind of error?”
    “You think I would?” Azagoth shot back. “In thousands of years, have I ever allowed a non-evil human soul into Sheoul-gra?”
    Oh, no. The knot in Cat’s belly grew larger as her little incident three days ago filled her thoughts.
    “Mistakes happen.”
    As Azagoth growled, Cat started to sweat. She was responsible for the innocent soul being sent into the holding tank. It was the only explanation.
    “I don’t make mistakes.” Azagoth spoke through teeth clenched so hard that Cat swore she heard one or two crack.
    “Then someone else did,” Reaver said. “I don’t give a shit who’s at fault. What I do give a shit about is the fact that there’s a human soul in the Inner Sanctum who doesn’t belong there, and we want him back before he’s harmed or someone realizes he’s not evil and they use him to break out of Sheoul-gra.”
    “Um...excuse me,” Cat interrupted. “But this person you’re talking about...he’s a soul, not a physical being, at least not on Earth or in Sheoul, so how could he be used to help demons escape?”
    “Here, as in Heaven, his soul is solid,” Reaver said. “A soul-eating demon could absorb him, or his soul could be harvested and liquefied to use in spells.” As the horror of what could be happening to an innocent human sunk in, Reaver turned back to Azagoth. “You fucked up big time.”
    Azagoth snorted. “Bite me.”
    “You have one week.”
    “And I repeat––”
    “Reaver!” Lilliana’s voice rang out, and a moment later, she flung herself into his arms. “It’s so good to see you.”
    They started to chat, giving Cat time to slink away. Holy shit, what had she done? Azagoth had given her a purpose, a home, and safety, and she’d just gotten him into some serious hot water with Heaven.
    And that poor human. She’d seen firsthand how traumatic dying could be for humans. Even in Heaven it sometimes took them months to adjust, especially if their deaths were violent or