Dark Kings (Feathers and Fate #1) - Sadie Moss Page 0,73
locks with the old witch’s.
She doesn’t look scared anymore. Instead, she gets a sly look in her eyes, a smirk crawling across her face.
No, it’s not sly. It’s… it’s hungry.
That terrifies me. It strikes a kind of fear inside of me that I’m not sure I’ve ever felt before. I’m scared of the corrupted, of course. But the corrupted attack me, not from any kind of personal hatred but just because it’s how they are. We’re at war. Demons dislike angels, but it’s not about me. It’s not about Trinity.
This feels like it is. Like Morrigan is hungry for me. For Trinity the angel.
It sends a shiver down my spine.
I turn away and press myself instinctively against Remington and Beckett, then scold myself for doing that. I take a couple steps back instead, only to run into Ford and Phoenix, who are guarding me from the rear. No matter which way I turn, I’m surrounded by the men.
“Keep yourself steady,” Ford grumbles. Beckett glances back at me like he’s also a bit displeased, but doesn’t say anything.
All four men stay in a tight group around me though, guarding me as we move out and leave Morrigan behind. I hope I never have to see her again. And I hope she doesn’t do anything… too awful with my blood.
If only I could know for sure.
We head back to Beckett’s place with the body and the charm so that we can perform the ritual and undo the portal.
Good. I’m excited for this to finally end.
My nerves feel like they’re strung out and at the very end of how far they can possibly stretch. But at the same time, I’m a bit scared to take the next steps. What’ll this mean once we finish? What will happen to the men? Will I be able to find a way to stay in their lives and work more on redeeming them? Or will they dismiss me and want nothing to do with me?
Probably the latter. I don’t see any reason for them to keep me around.
When the elevator dings on the top floor, Beckett holds the door for me to step out ahead of him. “Do you need a shower or something?” he asks, his voice unusually quiet. “That woman’s place stunk.”
“I’ll make you something,” Remington announces, putting his hands on my shoulders to move around me and into the kitchen. “Beck, I’m taking over your kitchen.”
“Good to know that I have a choice in the matter,” Beckett replies, but he sounds tiredly amused rather than annoyed or angry. He guides me to sit down at one of the high-top chairs in the kitchen at the island. Phoenix settles in the chair next to me, while Ford storms on past, clearly still annoyed.
“I’m going to go check on our friend,” he calls over his shoulder, the last two words coming out with a sarcastic bite. He heads down the hallway toward the room where we’re keeping the bookie, and I shudder to think that we still have to deal with another corrupted. I’ve been having far too many run-ins with them lately for my liking.
Every time we have to deal with one of the corrupted, or someone like Morrigan, I can feel my skin crawling. I’ve never felt like this before. I wonder if it’s due to the fact that I’m an angel—if something about my basic makeup revolts against the evil energy that emanates from beings like demons and the death witch.
I don’t feel that way when I’m with the men though. They might be the personification of sin, but… they don’t feel like that. Not exactly. They don’t give me the same creeping, crawling sensation over my skin and up my spine.
Maybe, just maybe, when this is finished I can find a way to convince them to keep me around.
I have to, don’t I?
I still have to redeem them, and I don’t think that just closing the portal is going to be enough. Not with all that they’ve been up to for hundreds of years. And I still need to meet the other three brothers and somehow convince them to start doing good deeds as well.
“What the fuck?”
The loud bellow comes from down the hall, and a second later, a door slams.
Ford storms back into the kitchen, fury coming off him in waves, and I jump with fear as he strides right over to me and grabs me by the front of my dress. “What the fuck did you do?”