Page 39 of Fated Angel

He’s an angel.

Yet he betrayed them all.

And for that, he will pay.

Gabby leaps high, lifts the Spear even higher. The cry that erupts from her throat dredges deep from the darkness within her. Moroni’s eyes are wide and white, defined by terror. He raises an arm as he trembles like the traitorous coward he is.

The Spear seems to be vibrating in her palm, as excited at what’s to come as she is. This will be its first kill since uniting with the Dark power that now infuses them both.

This will be a fitting end.

And it will only be the beginning.

A hand clamps around her wrist. “No, Gabby,” Colt says quietly. “You don’t want to do this.”

“I really, really do,” she grinds through clenched teeth, not tearing her gaze from the terrified Moroni. “Like, really, really do.”

“No, the obsidian does.” Colt keeps hold of her hand as he steps into her line of sight. “And the obsidian is Darkness.”

“Let. Me. Go,” Gabby bites out.

If he does not, end him.

Colt’s face softens, clearly unaware of the danger he’s foolishly put himself in. “You’re an angel, Gabby. You can fight this.”

“She’s no angel!” Moroni screams as he scrambles backward. “Her eyes are black!”

Gabby’s muscles twitch. Her hand clenches and unclenches around the Spear.

“Yet your heart is Light,” Colt says, not tearing his gaze from her. “Your soul is beautiful and compassionate and touched by Grace.”

“Does it matter?” she growls, her eyes snapping to his. “Moroni needs to die.”

“Yes. This choice matters, Gabby. Is it you? Or the obsidian?”

We are one! the obsidian screams through her mind. I am in your mind, in your veins. Where you start, I end.

Which is the truth. The obsidian has invaded her very cells.

“Step away, Colt,” Gabby whispers. She shakes her head. “I can’t fight it.”

“You have been this whole time.” Colt’s lips curl up at the edges, his chocolate gaze melting and warming. “You haven’t killed Moroni.”

It’s only a matter of time.

Once we end this demon.

Colt steps in closer. “And you haven’t killed me, when I know that’s what the obsidian is telling you to do.”

Gabby stills. Her breath dissolves, disintegrates. Disappears.

Kill him! the obsidian screams, surging the most powerful wave of power through her yet.

Yet she doesn’t move.

She’d never hurt Colt. She may as well stomp on her own heart.

Clarity hits her like a wrecking ball. The obsidian tried to tell her she’s not strong enough to fight this. But she is.

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