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I dropped her off at work and headed to the underworld. The council was already sitting waiting for an update; I sighed and looked at Grendel. He stands, "As expected, our demons cleaned up the mess after the meeting," he pauses as I laugh. A dark fae one I had concerns about speaks, "Was it really necessary to hurt him that badly? I heard the angels sent him for a simple conversation." I laughed dryly again. "I didn't think I heard you correctly? Are you questioning my actions?" The dark fae closed his mouth in a tight line. "He wasn't asking, He was demanding and threatening me and my people." I growled out in a low voice. "What!" Grendel's eyes narrowed at me, knowing I meant Samantha. "There is no way I was going to let a halfwit intimidate me. So, I had to prove a point, everyo
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