Dark Angel Academy (The Complete Series) - G. Bailey Page 0,57
where you would have gone when you finished the academy to accept your charge and then you would have been sent to earth?” Gabriel asks me, and I nod. “They have an army of thousands of well-trained angels, and Ren has a tiny army in comparison. As much as you don’t trust me, trust that I do not want to see a slaughter.”
“Why can’t the angels from the city of light just take back the academy?” I ask.
“The orb is powerful and easily controlled. While it shines high, Ren’s forcefield will only let in who he wants it to. Ren’s magic is”—Gabriel pauses and looks away—“dangerous and extremely powerful.”
“Surely I can’t be your only option for a spy,” I retort.
“You are,” Madi gently says. “I know it is a lot to ask, but your race needs you. Don’t you want to help the angels?”
I don’t answer her, resting back in my seat and looking away. I stare out a cabin window, watching the rain batter against the glass, the only real sound to be heard.
“There is one more thing you should be aware of,” Gabriel softly speaks, but a bite of anger sneaks into his voice, whether he knows it or not. “The angels have been reduced to blood slaves for the vampires in the academy, with vampires using the new students first. Your friends might not be alive when you get there.”
“If I get there,” I remind him and stand up, needing to move. I pace up and down for a moment, thinking over my options here. I could stay with Myles and forget my life at the academy, my friends and everyone I’ve grown to care about. It would be so easy to place them in a box in my mind and pray I never remember what is in that box.
But that’s not me. I don’t abandon anyone, and even if I fear Ren as much as I hate him, I know Vesnia and Thallon will need me. Maybe even Henry, but with the memory of how comfortable he was around Ren and how he followed his orders, maybe not so much. Gods, it hurts that he betrayed me with Ren.
I was easily tricked. But not again.
Myles is right. I’m no quitter.
“Ren said my family came from vampires, and he called me his queen. I am going back to the academy, and he will not hurt me again. I will kill him if he tries,” I say, placing my hands on my hips. “My family is in that academy, and I will not leave them there to die. I’m going back.”
“Can we talk outside for a moment?” Myles asks me, searching my eyes. “Alone.” I nod, climbing up off the seat and following Myles to another room, which judging from all the crates of food, is a storage room. Myles steps around me and shuts the door before stepping closer. We don’t know each other all that well, and usually I would feel uncomfortable around a stranger, but Myles feels different. I remember my mum telling me about how she met my dad, and from the second they met, he felt like someone she had always known. Always trusted.
Myles feels just like that.
“I’m worried they are using you,” he starts. “And I sense deception coming off them. I know you don’t really know me—”
“Tell me about you then. How did you become alpha?” I ask, resting on a bag of rice.
Myles moves and sits down on a wooden crate near me. “My dad was alpha before me, but he was a shit alpha. He abused most the pack, including me. I was a punching bag until I turned eleven and ran away. It was the most cowardly thing I have ever done.”
“I don’t think that is a cowardly thing to do at all. You were a scared kid,” I softly tell him, but he stares at the floor, his hands shaking slightly.
“I lived on the streets of London for a long time. It was easy to get food and find a hostel once a week to shower and all that,” he explains to me. “I didn’t care; I was free…until I was sixteen and my father found me. The once strong alpha I remembered and feared was a drunken fool and wasted away into a skinny man with pale skin. I fought him when he attacked me, and I won, killing him and instantly becoming the alpha. The pack was a state when I came back, but I