Chapter 25 — Good New

Lana:

I grip Lucifer’s hand tightly as we stand outside my sister’s home. Lucifer told me that since my death, Bree and Azazel have frequently been stopping in to check on Bree.

My heart beat’s wildly in my chest; I ring the doorbell and tap my foot as I wait for the door to open. Fallon opens the door with a smile that quickly turns to shocks when he sees me. “Lana?” he blinks fast as if he thinks he might be seeing things.

“We can explain everything once you let us in?” Lucifer snickers.

Fallon opens the door wide and gestures for us to walk in.

He walks ahead of us, his disbelieving gaze turning back to look at me every few seconds.

As soon as we near the living room, I can hear my sister and Zoe talking.

Fallon stops in place and clears his throat, “Bree, Zoe, there’s someone here to see you.”

Both women frown and cry out as soon as Fallon steps aside, revealing my presence.

“Lana!” Bree and Zoe call out as they rush toward me and enfold me in their arms. “Oh, my god!”

Eyes wide, Azazel stops beside them and says, “How...?”

Lucifer smiles at everyone, “The fates brought Lana back as a reward for saving their remaining pantheons from The Creator.”

Bree places her palms against my cheeks and tearfully croaks, “If you ever sacrifice yourself again, I will kill you.”

Zoe’s eyes mist with bemusement, “Yeah, you tell her, girl.”

Once we’ve gotten over the excitement of my return, we sit and talk for a while. Emotion wells up inside me when my sister recounts having to bury an empty casket and continuously tells me how much she has missed me.

Each of them rests their heads on my shoulders and holds me tight while the men serve us ice cream. It’s the perfect beginning to my return.

After a couple of hours, Lucifer takes me back to his home and carries me to his bed.

Still wearing my dress, I rest my head on the pillow while Lucifer slips out of his shirt and lays over me, settling his forehead over my flat belly as he caresses my sides. Pleased by his sweet gesture, I slide my fingers through his dark hair and close my eyes.

“Do you remember where you went after you…died?” he asks, I shake my head, “No, not really. One moment I was dying, and the next, I was sitting on top of your table. I just…I guess I just seized to exist.”

He inhales deeply and tightens his hands around me as if fearful that I might disappear again. I can’t complain, though, because I feel the same way. Nothing feels as good as feeling the dip of his back and the warmth of his body enveloping me.

For several minutes we simply lay there savoring our newfound harmony. Our hands wander everywhere, touching and caressing skin as we savor our closeness. “It’s strange because I no longer feel like I’m split in the middle. I know I’m Apolliana, but I also know that I’m Lana, and we’re both at peace. I’m no longer angry or out of control. I’m just happy to be here with you.”

Lucifer lifts his head and rests his chin on top of my tummy. His hair is slightly tousled, and his jaw is stubbled, making me sigh with pleasure. He’s so beautiful that he takes my breath away. Lucifer rests sweet kisses over my stomach before he whispers, “I never officially asked you this. And I realize I’m a total git that I took this for granted before, but will you be my mate, Lana? Will you be my love forever?” he asks.

I nod my head, “Yes, I’ll be your love forever,”

He smiles, “Good because I don’t think I can ever let you go again. We can live at my mansion in L.A. while you attend school, and I can flash to hell when I’m needed.”

Smiling, I look down at his ebony eyes and nod my head, “Okay, I’d love to live with you.”

His smile widens, “Then, so it shall be, your highness.”

I roll my eyes, “Hm, I think I like being called your highness. It has a nice ring to it.”

“Then I shall make sure to call you that forever, my queen.”

I smile, “Which reminds me, I hope you didn’t get rid of my throne.”

He shakes his head, “No, I couldn’t, luv. Your throne is sitting beside mine like it was meant to be.”

I smile with pleasure, “Good.”

Before I can say another word, he crawls over me and cruses his lips to mine. It’s the perfect beginning.