“Scream loud enough for him to hear you, lovely,” he said. “Wouldn’t want to disappointed my old friend.”
I couldn’t help but oblige him as he yanked me up against his chest and I was bitten for the second time that day.
Those eyes said that Max Shannon had looked in the void- and come away with a piece of it in his soul.
Duty. How she was coming to hate that word and what it represented. The deeper these feelings set their hooks into her, the more Amelia had to wonder if Cassiel and Donato were right. Had she taken the wrong side in helping the Archangels cripple their race?