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Angel with black hair and steel gray eyes said this. They were more prominent in color than the hulk twins. He wasn’t dressed like his brothers either, but dressed in some sort of breastplate and leather skirt like the one the Romans wore.
    “We don’t even know the location of the Sahidic and if we did, we’d have retrieved it and kept it under lock and key. Gabe has been warned not to get involved. Your threads cannot tangle with his. His path has been weaved and fabricated into what will be his new and true life in the coming weeks.”
    Such ominous words. Xee thought.
    “He is limited on what he can help with. If he breaks the laws he will be severely punished.”
    This was said by an Angel whose skin looked ashen grey, his hair was black, but his eyes were blacker.
    “Well, if that wasn’t a big, ‘fuck you’ I don’t know what is. Anyone else thinks Grey and his band of very grim men should kick rocks?”
    This was said by Royce.
    “I think that when my brother talks you should listen Feral.”
    Royce turned his attention to the Angel at the back of the room and winked.
    “I think Uriel, you suck way too much dick, but then again that’s my own personal opinion.”
    There was entirely too much testosterone being thrown around the room and Xee couldn’t help but secretly enjoy the show. The one Royce called Uriel didn’t say a word, but her hand did move to her belt and Xee noticed the sword on the woman’s hip. A freaking sword! What century was she stuck in? No one used swords anymore, did they?
    “Never did care for Ferals.” Another Angel commented. This one had brown hair with reddish and black highlights. His eyes were a vivid blue that was lighter around the edges.
    The silver-eyed Feral growled and pushed his chair back to stand.
    “Stand down,” Dravaggio said over the noise of the twins and the Seraph’s who were all gearing up to throw down. Ronin snarled displaying his large canines. His grey shirt stretching further to accommodate his hulkness.
    “What it all boils down to is we’re running out of time.” This was said by the Asian that was sitting at the far end of the table chewing gum. Ink black hair and black eyes that seemed to glaze over with a gold shimmer eyed everyone in the room, her included.
    “Water dragon and something else.”
    “No shit, Sherlock. I can see.”
    Iridescent blue, red, and green scales covered only his eye lids; the rest of his skin was flawlessly pale.”
    “Hawke’s right. Xee and I will work out the logistics while you send in Draven and his team.” Angel boy stated.
    “I won’t leave Jesminda and the baby, send someone else.”
    “There is no one else.” The Captain commented as he paced the length of the room. Belinda had imparted tons of information during the brief tour of the building. One of them was that Dravaggio was undergoing anger management classes and if he was pacing, shit was about to hit the fan. Literally.
    “Baby, we’ll be fine. This is important.”
    For the first time the Seraph’s standing in the room looked in the direction of Draven and his mate. Xee couldn’t get a bead on Jes, but she definitely wasn’t human.
    “How did she come to be here and with child?” Isaiah asked.
    “Why do you care?” Draven stood blocking their view to his mate. His hands fisting at his sides.
    “Because Lycan, she’s an Elder Angel,” Isaiah looked to another man in the room that was off to the right of Dravaggio. “Does the council know about her, Cyrian?”
    All eyes went to the man Isaiah was addressing. His wings were black and unhealthy. The skeins of his feathers were in an unnatural state of disarray and confusion. It was as if the wings themselves didn’t know their purpose.
    “Odessa is aware and I’ve been charged with standing watch until a decision has been made.”
    “Justice is called for in regards to her infraction. The Elite will step in if no one else does.”
    “Never a dull moment with this new job of