Amelia’s POV

I woke to the cool bite of the night air brushing against my skin.

Lucifer was sitting on a flat stone near the treeline, staring at the forest, his hands clenched together, I could tell almost instantly something was disturbing him.

My feet carried me to him almost instinctively.

“You okay?” I asked softly, crouching down beside him.

He didn’t turn, just let out a slow breath. “Yeah I'm good.

You know? It's just yesterday… everything. The way we fought them, ...