Wanted Angel - Sadie Moss Page 0,31

at whoever put the demon mark on Trinity.

Anger that Isaac couldn’t send us to a better location.

Anger that for all our power, there’s no guarantee my brothers and I can keep Trinity safe down here.

My hands curl into fists, and I find myself beginning to agree with my brother. Maybe it’s better if we do stop and fight. I’m itching to land my fist in the face of a demon or two, to take out my anger on someone who deserves it.

But even as the thought filters through my mind, I notice that several of the demons who have taken notice of us look angry too. One’s lips curl back, baring sharp teeth, and another glares at us with red eyes.

Fuck.

If Ford keeps pumping wrath into the air, we won’t have any choice but to fight.

Shoving down my own fury, I call upon the iron control that I’ve cultivated over the years, forcing myself to think logically and strategically.

“Ford,” I mutter as Ryland turns down another street. “Get it the fuck together. You’re riling up the demons.”

“Oh, shit,” Trinity murmurs. Then, before I realize what she’s doing, she reaches out and grasps my brother’s forearm. “Calm down, Ford. Please. I know you want to fight them. I mean, to be honest, I kind of do too. Demons are literally the antithesis of angels. My whole purpose for being is to fight them. But we have to pick our battles, and this isn’t one we need to fight. Okay?”

Ford’s body jerks, and I expect him to shake off her hold on his arm. But instead, he lets out a sharp breath. A little of the anger pouring from him dissipates, and the demons around us begin to act less agitated.

Holy fuck. It’s working.

I’ve seen Trinity affect my brothers before, and every time it happens, I’m unsure what to do or how to feel about it.

She’s changed all of us. I can feel it. Part of me resents that fact and still resists it, fighting against the influence of the soft little angel who somehow landed in our midst.

While I’ve been traipsing all over the globe working to destroy the portals and protect Trinity, my company has been running without me. It’s a massive operation, and I have plenty of people I trust to keep things going smoothly in my absence. So it’s not like the whole thing will fall apart. But without me there, checking up on things and managing the day-to-day operations, it won’t be as profitable as it usually is.

I’m losing money while I’m on this wild goose chase.

But at the same time, it’s not as if my greed has abated. It’s just shifted. I’m still just as greedy as I’ve ever been, but the things I crave are different than they once were.

Now I’m greedy for different things.

For Trinity.

For family.

I crave both of those things with a fierceness that’s almost shocking. Since Ryland and I fell out, our entire family splintered. I convinced myself I didn’t miss my brothers, burying myself in work, sparring with Ryland, and amassing as much wealth as I could to fill the hole in my life that their absence left.

It’s far too sentimental to ever admit out loud, but I missed them. Now that I have them back, I’m greedy to keep them in my orbit.

“Good, angel,” Ryland mutters, a note of approval in his voice. He looks at Trinity with something almost like affection, although his features harden as soon as he sees me glance at him.

We continue to move as a tight group, Trinity still murmuring comforting, calming words to Ford as we stride down the street. A few more turns, and we’re well and truly away from anyone else. I don’t see a single demon on the street where we are now.

It’s only a minor relief. Desolate areas are sometimes where the most dangerous monsters lurk, so just because we don’t see anyone, it doesn’t mean we’re safe.

“We need to find the demon Isaac told you about,” I say to Ryland under my breath. When he set up our deal with the sorcerer, they also discussed a plan for how we would get the information we need once in Hell.

Apparently, there’s a demon Isaac has summoned several times who might be both willing and able to help us. The very fact that he’s been summoned through a portal several times and has never killed Isaac lets me know that he’s not nearly as vicious as many of the corrupted.

Whether he’ll