The devil commands Hell. Can he grandparent? Drake My dad is literally the devil. But I suddenly don’t care so much. Wren and I got the sort of happily ever after you’re not supposed to get I Hell. But that’s not the end of the surprises: Wren’s pregnant. I have no idea how to be a dad and mine’s a terrible example. But the guy is totally thrilled to be a grandfather. Between Wren’s hormones and growing powers, there’s an adjustment period. And there’s more meddling grandparents threatening our happily ever after. But I’m Lucifer’s son and I don’t lose. Wren Being a mum-to-be is worrying enough. Carrying Lucifer’s grandchild is terrifying. Drake and I are married something like three times over by now. My parents wish I was closer, but I get to visit and they’re free to see us too. Which they take total advantage of once they find out the news: I’m pregnant with a part-nephilim baby. Getting used to the idea I’m going to be a mum is one thing. Blasting Drake when I’m angry is another. And my body might not be strong enough for this. But I’m Lucifer’s daughter-in-law and I don’t lose.