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to go. There are things I need to take care of. Be careful, my queen. Summon me if you need anything. I look forward to seeing Donavon again. Oh, and do me a favor, try to change to more street lingo. You’re talking like your old self.”
    Marcella watched Samael bow and disappear. The disappearance of his presence left hollowness inside. Why did this keep happening with him? What was she not remembering?
    Thoughts of her child pushed back into her mind. There had to be a way to reach the soul of her baby. Even if it was just to see it. She’d be lying to herself if she said she was going to wait until this was over. There was no way. But first things first. She needed to be whole, and without Donavon, she wasn’t. Looking at her men, she smiled sadly. “I promise to return as quickly as I can. You all know I’m going to miss you, right?”
    Ambrose crawled up on the bed but hesitated to make his way to his usual spot. He loved to lie between her thighs where his head could rest on her stomach.
    Marcella motioned for him. “Come, lay behind me and I will rest against you.”
    White teeth flashed as her vampire settled behind her. She was even more surprised when her men rested their heads on his thighs to be closer. They’d become so connected, no one seemed to care about distance or nudity anymore. It was the way things should be.
    “You will be careful?”
    Her gaze looked up into Ambrose’s dark green eyes. “Yes, I will.”
    Dominic sighed. “And you’ll summon me if the smallest thing happens?”
    “Of course.”
    “And you’ll call me, right?”
    Marcella smiled at Jason. “As much as I can. Every night, if possible.”
    “Good.”
    Jason’s fingers weaved into her hair, and she closed her eyes. Damn, she still felt tired. Places on her body she wasn’t even aware of hurt like hell. Although her cuts were still healing and were swollen and bright pink, she feared how long they would last. Hopefully, they’d linger long enough for her to play it off while she remained with the wolves, but she wasn’t stupid enough to count on it. She’d wear lots of clothes and cover herself as much as possible. As long as they stayed to get her through the door, she’d be fine. She hoped.

Chapter 4

    Samael appeared back in his car, right outside of the gym. He’d been so close to finding those damn angels when he heard Marcella’s call. Lies were easy enough to come by. He had just been so pissed at being summoned that he’d said the first thing that came to mind, like he was driving and could have killed people. Of course, when he saw Jason, he knew why she was so upset, and the guilt immediately had set it.
    Tuning in to his senses, he sighed. Nemmy and Caspius were long gone. Fuck. Now where in the hell was he supposed to look? They were probably already back to wherever they were staying at, sleeping, just like he should be doing.
    Pulling out of the parking lot, he left himself open to receive any sensations of goodness. The texture against his skin would be different than the ones he got from humans if he began picking anything up. Angels felt like the thickness of velvet. They tickled your skin. Not like with humans. Mortals were more like silk, so soft you could hardly feel them.
    Heading toward his penthouse, he was surprised when he pulled into the parking garage and felt his body tingle. Great. Fucking angels. No doubt they’d felt him earlier, and now, they were waiting for him. It wouldn’t have been hard for them to pick up the traces of evil he’d left behind.
    Samael didn’t even walk in. He dematerialized right into his living area. Two smiles greeted him from the couch upon his arrival.
    “Samael. So nice of you to want to contact us earlier. I see they sent in the big guns for this one. So, what is it this time?” The blond and red-haired angel raised an eyebrow, his smile never faltering.
    As Nemmy remained seated, Caspius stood and walked around the back of the leather sofa. Samael