The Darkest Lie (Lords of the Underworld #6)(97)
Author: Gena Showalter

“No, that’s not gonna work for us,” Scarlet said.

The angel sighed. “We wanted to imprison him in the heavens, but Olivia convinced us to bring him here.”

“We’ll take care of him,” Scarlet assured him, as well as the other angels. “We’ll help him. Without killing him,” she added.

“Bianka wouldn’t want you to give us time,” Gideon said.

“Meaning she would,” Scarlet clarified.

A muscle ticked below Lysander’s eye. Bianka was his mate, or wife, or whatever the angels called their significant other, and Lysander lived to please her. And as Bianka was sort of related to Amun, in a roundabout way, she truly wouldn’t be happy if Amun was killed.

“Very well. You can try to save him,” the angel said stiffly.

“Thank you,” Scarlet said for Gideon.

“But I cannot give you long. A week, perhaps two. And do not think to run with him.” Every word hardened into iron. “We would only find you. And we would be…angry.”

“So noted,” Scarlet said.

After that, the angels began disappearing, one by one. Gideon helped cart the three men and Legion to their beds. Amun, he noticed, never tried to look at them, but kept his eyes closed. As if some part of him knew what had happened to him, and still thought to protect them.

When everyone was situated, Gideon and Scarlet stood at the side of Amun’s bed. Olivia was caring for Aeron and Legion, and Gilly for William.

“He needs a doctor trained to tend immortals,” Scarlet said. “I know you guys don’t have one, but don’t worry. We’ll find one. Your friend will heal.”

Truth or lie, Gideon didn’t know. He faced her, took her hands. “I hate you,” he told her again. He’d tell her a thousand times a day.

“I’m glad. And just so you know, if I ever hear you tell me you love me, I will kill you.”

His lips twitched. He had learned how to ease her from her dark moods, and she had clearly done the same for him. “So I’m not stuck with you?”

“Oh, you’re stuck with me. Forever.”

“Shit,” he said, and she laughed. They shared a soft kiss. “I’m not sorry the honeymoon doesn’t have to wait.”

“I know. But just being with you is a honeymoon.”

He kissed the back of her hand now. He owed her more than this, and he would one day give her more, but her support meant so much to him. Especially since she couldn’t be fond of his friends. But because she loved him, she was willing to forget how they’d treated her.

More than ever, he knew he didn’t deserve her. But would he give her up? No. She’d chosen him, and his Scarlet got what she wanted. Or else.

Of all the tasks he’d ever undertaken, ensuring she was happy was the most important to him.

“We’re going to get through this,” she said. “Successfully. And so is he.” She motioned to Amun with a wave of her chin. “I promise. He’s infected by hundreds of demons, but so what. We’ll find a way. We always do.”

Yes. They would find a way. Before the angels returned. Nothing was impossible; he knew that now. Otherwise, he never would have won Scarlet—goddess slayer, warrior tamer…future queen of the gods, if the vision Cronus had spoken of was to be believed.

“Gideon? Do you believe me?”

“No. You’re wrong, devil. We’ll fail.” No pain, no weakness. Lies.

She rested her head on his shoulder, snuggling close. “Good. Because it’s time Team Gidlet kicked some ass.”

Team Gidlet? Despite the direness of the situation, he found himself once again fighting a grin. “I’ll love you for a single day, devil,” he said, as close to a declaration of eternal devotion as he could get.

“I’ll love you for a single day, too. And then all the ones that follow.”

For them, to part really was to die. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.