Page 15 of Wings of The Wraith
“You guys are always so secretive. What would make me think otherwise?”
“I don’t keep secrets from you. You, of all people should know that.”
“I don’t trust anyone, Aurora. Whatever you feel for me has no bearing on that.”
“Whatever, I feel for you? So, it’s confirmed you feel nothing for me.”
She sat on the large wooden chair and eyed me dangerously.
I smiled at the sternness of her demeanor.
“Do you want me to upset you?”
“No, and not especially since you seem to have a new toy.” Accusing eyes bore into me. She pushed her long blonde hair over her shoulder and pressed her lips together.
“Not sure what you mean.” My smile widened.
“If you were a normal angel you wouldn’t be thinking of all the ways you could get her naked.”
I laughed, I wasn’t thinking that this very moment, but maybe about five minutes ago. I wasn’t fucking blind. The second I saw the body on Alyssa I wanted her straight away.
She had the kind of body that was made to drive men wild, and an angel in service either clip his wings or fall.
Despite the craziness going on with Balmora on her heels I saw honey gold skin, flawless and perfect against the moonlight. Curves in all the right places, voluptuous breasts, full and round, ripe and tempting. Then that mass of dark brown hair billowing against the wind, making her bright blue eyes look all the more striking.
I was definitely thankful I was no normal angel because I would be in some kind of trouble right about now, that I wouldn’t want to get myself out of.
“I don’t plan to ever be normal,” I informed her. She of all people should have known that. “I think whatever the hell I want. So, you can stop reading my mind now.”
She was reading me, and she was more pissed off than what she was showing. More pissed, and hurt.
I’d never wanted to hurt her. Not ever. I may have acted like an ass ninety percent of the time, but I had a heart. The assholish ways were more down to my bitterness over my situation. Nothing more.
“Do you have to be thinking about her now, right in front of me?” There. I would have been an idiot not to notice the hint of hurt that echoed in her tone.
I moved closer to her and leaned in real close to her ear. She turned her face, so she could look right at me.
“Aurora, you can do better than me, so do it. Now is not the time to be discussing my thoughts. Serious things are happening, and I have more questions than I had before.”
She held my gaze, staring at me like she was considering what I was saying, then nodded. “Okay.”
“Good, first up. The magic. Balmora was more powerful than I could have imagined. She put up a barrier I couldn’t get through. The only savior was the talisman Alyssa was wearing.” That was the only way I was able to reach her. From the outside I could feel the pulsing light of good magic, and tapped into it. “Then the sentinels. The curse on them. How is that possible and why isn’t God able to do something about it?”
That was a stupid question.
I knew that was a very stupid question. One I shouldn’t have been asking her.
God would only get involved when it was absolutely necessary. That meant whatever was going on was something we could handle.
Everyone who was involved just had to find a way. I might have been a fallen angel, but I knew facts and that was fact. No matter how disastrous the situation was.
Or fucked up, like this one.
Aurora looked even more tense.
“Dante, only very powerful dark magic can do something so drastic. And... to my knowledge there’s only one source that I know of that can create magic like that.”
“One source?” I narrowed my eyes. “Lucifer?”
