Page 41 of The Angel's Kiss
“I don’t know!” Veronica yelled at him.
He cocked an eyebrow as if he was insulted that a mere human dared to raise her voice at him. “Just stash her someplace safe and let’s hit the demon bars. I’m sure we’ll get more information out of them than her.”
He was probably right, but I didn’t like how he was treating her. “If you want me to trust you, then prove to me that you have some humanity,” I told him.
The annoyance in Azazel’s expression faded then and he looked softer, sympathetic even. “I’m sorry,” he said, and it was my time to be taken aback a little. He sounded genuine and it made me feel... something. Still, I had to get back to Veronica.
I nodded. “Let me talk to her, okay.”
“All right.” Azazel took a seat in a chair and watched us.
“Veronica, I know you’ve been through so much tonight. More than any kid should have to experience. But I need to know why they came after you. It wasn’t a random attack,” I said.
“So, demons are real?” she asked.
I nodded. “Unfortunately, yes. And it’s my job to make sure they can’t harm people. It’s my job to take them out.”
“Can you bring my parents back?” she asked. “Are you an angel?”
As far as I knew, there was no way to bring back her parents. I shook my head as I frowned. “I’m not an angel and there is no way to return a soul back to their body.”
Guardians who were bonded with their Champion could bring someone back from the brink of death, but not actual death.
Veronica looked crushed, but there was nothing that could be done. “I’m so sorry, and I know you’re going through a lot, but I really need to know of any little detail you could remember.”
“They didn’t say anything,” Veronica said in her tender feminine tone.
“Any sounds that they made. It doesn’t matter how obscure, it could help me,” I said.
She frowned as if in deep concentration. “‘Vally’... they said that and I think ‘Cammy’?”
“Vali Cam’mal?” Came the voice of Azazel from behind me.
Veronica nodded. “I think so.”
I turned to Azazel. “So, does that make any sense to you?”
Azazel nodded. “And you’re not going to like it.”
Fuck.
***
I’d given Veronica a blanket, some food, hot chocolate, and most importantly, a bit of time to gather herself. This was of course after I gave her my shoulder to cry on. She just needed to be comforted. After letting all of that emotion out, she was still upset over the loss of her parents and wanted to be alone. Now, I was sitting in the dining room with Azazel, waiting for him to elaborate. “So, what are we in for with these demons?”
Azazel sighed, one perfectly dark brow arching. Damn, why was he so fucking gorgeous? Every time I saw him, I thought back to the moment we first met... at that club. And I had wanted him to take me home that night. Sure, I’d been drunk at the time, and sixteen, but also highly turned on. Why did he have to be a demon?
“For millennia, demons have been trying to resurrect the Old One,” Azazel said.
I frowned. “The Old One... Satan?”
Azazel nodded. “The one demon who can unite the three empires under one ruler.”
“It took a Divine Weapon to be able to lock him away thousands of years ago,” I said. I’d learned about the Great War during my studies.
Azazel leaned back, his lips pursing. Damn, his lips were sexy too. His gaze leveled on me and a wicked smirk appeared on his face. “You know... I can sense your desire for me, Rai. Always could.”
My eyes widened and I coughed to clear my throat. “I don’t have any desire for you, demon.”
