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from you that not only will you keep my confidence but you’ll also protect me from her potential wrath, I’m leaving now and you’ll never see me again.”
Kane’s gaze met mine. Interest and a sense of excitement danced in his eyes. I nodded, sure he saw the same in my expression reflecting back at him. This was our break. The one we needed to get to the bottom of Chessandra’s deception.
I stepped forward and held my hand out. “Deal.”
He stared at my hand and shook his head. “This isn’t a gentlemen’s agreement. If we move forward, the spell will be binding.”
Oh, son of a… I did not want to be bound to this dude. I didn’t even know him.
“Fine,” Kane said.
I gaped at him.
He shrugged. “He’s not going to budge on this. If this is the cost, then so be it.”
“How can you be sure?”
“By his body language.” Kane swept his gaze over the man from head to toe. “Go ahead. Read him. Tell me what you think.”
I sighed. “You know I try not to do that.”
“Do it,” the angel said. “If it builds trust, then do what you have to.”
Fatigue weighed on me, and all I wanted to do was sit down to rest. Doing a reading wasn’t going to help my lack of energy. But I had no choice, really, other than just leaving, but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity.
“Fine.” I sucked in a breath and probed lightly at the angel’s energy. Cold determination and pure nerve met me in the form of a steel wall, followed by light shocks of anxiousness. Closing my eyes, I probed deeper, sending my magic past his barriers and straight to the depths of his soul. Love, righteousness, and fear swarmed together to create the kind of man willing to put everything on the line for what he believed in.
The emotions gripped me, spun me up, made me want to do everything in my power to help his cause. I pulled back, the shock of losing his energy leaving me numb. “Yeah,” I choked out, hardly able to form words from the intensity of it all. “We’ll complete the binding.”
The angel sent me a grateful smile, raised his arms, and called, “Witch, incubus, angel, one of three and three of one, may the alliance binding be done.”
Three separate bolts of magic shot out of the sky and struck each of us in the neck at the same time. Only a tiny pinch of discomfort radiated over my skin before it vanished as if nothing had happened at all.
Kane and I stood together, watching the angel.
He stared back, a look of satisfaction on his face.
Foreboding curled in my gut. He was entirely too pleased by this outcome. I pursed my lips and then asked, “What’s your name?”
“Jasper.” His expression turned cold, hard, angry. “And Avery, the angel who’s missing? She’s my fiancée.”
Chapter 7
Understanding crashed through me, and my heart went out to the young angel standing in front of us. Avery had been sent into the shadows under Chessandra’s orders during a time when it wasn’t safe, and she’d just disappeared. The high angel had tasked me and Kane with finding her, but we hadn’t even had any leads, much less any luck.
Lailah was now on the hunt for the lost angel, but despite all her research and investigating, she wasn’t doing any better. If I’d been in Jasper’s shoes, I’d have blown up the angel realm a long time ago. Figuratively and literally.
“I’m so sorry,” I said, my voice soft and full of emotion.
He gritted his teeth, and a muscle flexed in his neck. “You’re going to help me find her. And we’re going to take Chessandra down in the process.”
Kane nodded. “You got it.”
“No question about it,” I said. I’d offered Lailah my help before, but so far she’d said she didn’t have enough to go on, and the only thing she could think of was breaking into Hell. But with no assurances or even a hunch as to where Avery might be in the underworld, that was a suicide mission. With Jasper on our side, we might be able to glean more useful
Kane’s gaze met mine. Interest and a sense of excitement danced in his eyes. I nodded, sure he saw the same in my expression reflecting back at him. This was our break. The one we needed to get to the bottom of Chessandra’s deception.
I stepped forward and held my hand out. “Deal.”
He stared at my hand and shook his head. “This isn’t a gentlemen’s agreement. If we move forward, the spell will be binding.”
Oh, son of a… I did not want to be bound to this dude. I didn’t even know him.
“Fine,” Kane said.
I gaped at him.
He shrugged. “He’s not going to budge on this. If this is the cost, then so be it.”
“How can you be sure?”
“By his body language.” Kane swept his gaze over the man from head to toe. “Go ahead. Read him. Tell me what you think.”
I sighed. “You know I try not to do that.”
“Do it,” the angel said. “If it builds trust, then do what you have to.”
Fatigue weighed on me, and all I wanted to do was sit down to rest. Doing a reading wasn’t going to help my lack of energy. But I had no choice, really, other than just leaving, but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity.
“Fine.” I sucked in a breath and probed lightly at the angel’s energy. Cold determination and pure nerve met me in the form of a steel wall, followed by light shocks of anxiousness. Closing my eyes, I probed deeper, sending my magic past his barriers and straight to the depths of his soul. Love, righteousness, and fear swarmed together to create the kind of man willing to put everything on the line for what he believed in.
The emotions gripped me, spun me up, made me want to do everything in my power to help his cause. I pulled back, the shock of losing his energy leaving me numb. “Yeah,” I choked out, hardly able to form words from the intensity of it all. “We’ll complete the binding.”
The angel sent me a grateful smile, raised his arms, and called, “Witch, incubus, angel, one of three and three of one, may the alliance binding be done.”
Three separate bolts of magic shot out of the sky and struck each of us in the neck at the same time. Only a tiny pinch of discomfort radiated over my skin before it vanished as if nothing had happened at all.
Kane and I stood together, watching the angel.
He stared back, a look of satisfaction on his face.
Foreboding curled in my gut. He was entirely too pleased by this outcome. I pursed my lips and then asked, “What’s your name?”
“Jasper.” His expression turned cold, hard, angry. “And Avery, the angel who’s missing? She’s my fiancée.”
Chapter 7
Understanding crashed through me, and my heart went out to the young angel standing in front of us. Avery had been sent into the shadows under Chessandra’s orders during a time when it wasn’t safe, and she’d just disappeared. The high angel had tasked me and Kane with finding her, but we hadn’t even had any leads, much less any luck.
Lailah was now on the hunt for the lost angel, but despite all her research and investigating, she wasn’t doing any better. If I’d been in Jasper’s shoes, I’d have blown up the angel realm a long time ago. Figuratively and literally.
“I’m so sorry,” I said, my voice soft and full of emotion.
He gritted his teeth, and a muscle flexed in his neck. “You’re going to help me find her. And we’re going to take Chessandra down in the process.”
Kane nodded. “You got it.”
“No question about it,” I said. I’d offered Lailah my help before, but so far she’d said she didn’t have enough to go on, and the only thing she could think of was breaking into Hell. But with no assurances or even a hunch as to where Avery might be in the underworld, that was a suicide mission. With Jasper on our side, we might be able to glean more useful
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