Page 43 of Blade's Angel

Taking one final deep breath, I open the door and step inside, pulling Blade with me. Wrath is actually on his own, and as much as I’d like Flame here for this conversation, I’ll take just talking to Wrath.

"Hey, you two. You’re early.” He says in greeting.

“Yeah, I was hoping I could talk to you about something.” I say as I take a seat in front of his desk, without releasing Blade’s hand.

Wrath stops what he’s doing and gives me his full attention. He's looking a little worried, no doubt, because all he’s had to deal with lately is situation after situation.

“So, I need to start by saying I overheard a conversation between you and Flame that was clearly private, and I’m sorry about that, but I’m not sorry I heard.”

“What did you hear, Sera?” Wrath asks cautiously.

“About the troubles you’re having expanding your family, and before you say anything. The only person I have spoken to about it is Blade, and that’s only because I want to offer you something but couldn't, in good conscience, do it without speaking to him first.”

“I’m listening.”

“I want to offer to not only donate my eggs to you and Flame but also be your surrogate. I fucking hate how hard it is for you to grow your family Wrath. You and Flame are already amazing parents; you deserve another child if that’s what you want. I want to help you.”

Wrath’s eyes have gone comically wide, and his mouth has dropped open. It’s obvious he’s in shock. Blinking a few times, he seems to gain some composure back.

“Are you being serious right now?” He asks, his voice full of awe.

"Yeah, I am. Talk to Flame and let me know what you decide.”

Getting up, Wrath walks around, bends over, and hugs me tight. I return the hug; it’s clear that what I’ve said means a lot to him. When he pulls back, he’s got tears in his eyes, but I don’t acknowledge them. He’s entitled to feel however he feels.

“Thank you. After our meeting, I’ll talk to Flame and let you know what we decide. But Sera, I can never thank you enough for even just making this offer. What you’re offering us is a fucking dream.”

“You’re welcome.”

Just as Wrath walks back around his desk, there’s another knock on his door.

“Come in!” He shouts again.

The door opens, and everyone starts filing in. Shadow, Flame, Eagle, Piston, Ink, Rock, and even Wreck all somehow manage to squeeze inside the office. It’s a tight squeeze, and to give them all a little more space, I move and sit myself on Blade’s lap. He doesn’t seem to mind one bit, wrapping his arms around my waist and tucking his head against my neck.

I fucking love this. I’ve never felt safer or more loved than I do being with him. I’m seriously fucking lucky.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Blade

I couldn’t be more fucking proud of Sera and what she’s offered her brother and my President, but right now I know I need to focus on this meeting. I’m not stupid with who Wrath has summoned for this meeting; it could only mean one thing. Sabbatini has done something.

I’m proven right when Wrath starts talking. Explaining to us the phone call he received a little while ago from Sabbatini himself. I can feel my temper rising at the thought of him and the fact that he wants my woman. He’ll have her over my cold, dead body. It’s not fucking happening.

Sera must feel me grow tense beneath her because she starts stroking my arms, which actually helps calm me some. I don’t have a clue how she did it, but I’m thankful. I need to keep my head on straight and listen. I need to know exactly what the plan is so I know how to protect my woman in the meantime. I just want all this dealt with now; she deserves to live her life without Sabbatini hanging over her head. She’s been through enough shit already. Also, if Wrath and Flame accept her offer, we definitely need Sabbatini dealt with. Pregnancy is hard enough on a woman without the added stress this situation with Sabbatini would put on Sera.

“So tomorrow morning at ten, Sabbatini is meeting us at Inferno’s.” Wrath says.

From the corner of my eye, I watch Shadow’s body go tense and his fists clench and unclench, but he doesn’t say anything. Something about Wrath’s plan is bothering him, though, and he needs to fucking speak up. I’m not taking any chances when it’s Sera at risk here.

“What’s the issue, Shadow?” I ask, drawing attention to him. I can’t keep quiet, not if he knows something that could cause an issue in the meeting that could end all my woman’s problems.

“What? Nothing.” He says, but I don’t believe a word he’s saying. From the looks of it, I’m not the only one.

“You’re lying.” Wreck says, and if anyone is going to know when Shadow isn’t being truthful, it’s definitely him. He doesn’t look even remotely impressed with his best friend right now. It’s actually got me a little worried; I’ve never seen Wreck look this way as far as Shadow is concerned.

“It’s nothing.” Shadow says. Looking like he wants the room to swallow him whole.

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