Page 101 of Angel Betrayed

“A succubus and an incubus can only have a child with a true mate. If they could have kids with just anyone, don’t you think the world would be exploding with little incubi and succubi by now?”

Yes. It would be, but there weren’t many of her kind. “You’re saying we…mate?” Like wolf shifters? And mating as in…forever?

“I’m saying you can only have kids with the person you choose as a life-mate. That’s forever. That’s bonding.” He exhaled. “And a mate wouldn’t take enough power to kill. Sure, an incubus could drain other partners, but it’s real unlikely—next to fucking impossible—that he’d drain the one woman he loved.”

Her head started to throb. An engine growled outside. “What are you telling me?”

“I’m saying that I think Rogziel fed you a load of bull. Your father didn’t kill your mother.”

She rose from the bed and dressed with hands that were too steady. They should be shaking. She should be shaking. “Then who did?” All her life, she’d thought her father had destroyed her mother.

“When we get Rogziel, we’ll find out.”

No, no, this isn’t possible. “You’re wrong. My father killed her. He lost control, and he drained my mother.”

“Mates share power. They don’t take.”

Seline blinked. She’d shared power with Sam. Fear tightened her belly. Did that mean he was hers?

Footsteps pounded below. Sam jumped to his feet and was instantly in front of her. He stared into her eyes. “Whatever happens, remember this—I don’t care what shit Rogziel told you, you aren’t an abomination. You aren’t evil.” His gaze narrowed. “But, sweetheart, you are damn well mine.”

She was very much afraid that he might be hers.

When did this happen? When did I start to fall so hard for him? Had she been trying to bind them from the beginning?

There was so much she didn’t know. No, much she hadn’t been told because of Rogziel. “Sam…”

But he stiffened and his head whipped toward the door. She saw the slight flare of his nostrils. “That’s not Keenan and his vampire.” Anger roughed his voice.

“Sam?”

He lunged forward. Seline rushed right behind him.

And from the top of the stairs, Seline saw who waited for them just inside the inn’s doorway. Waited with a grim smile curving his lips.

Az.

Chapter Fourteen

“Hello, brother,” Az called, raising his brows. “Figured I’d find you here.”

Sam shoved back the rage and slowly climbed down the stairs. He was too aware of Seline behind him.

“My memory grows stronger every day,” Az announced, and Sam saw the hardness in his stare. “I remembered how much you liked to hide here. Hide, and hunt.”

Sam reached the foot of the stairs. Attack. His control was razor thin. “Enjoying your new life? I certainly hope you have been because it will be over soon.”

Seline didn’t speak, but Sam heard the soft whisper of her steps as she crept down the staircase.

Az’s gaze drifted to her. “I came for you.”

The guy wanted to die. Slowly. Painfully.

Then Az lifted his hand and said to Seline, “I can offer you safety.”

Sam attacked. In an instant, he was across the room. His fist plowed into Az’s perfect face. “And I can offer you an ass-kicking.”

Az stumbled back, but he didn’t fall. His chin lifted. “You can’t kill me. I remember that part. The touch doesn’t work on angels, even Fallen.”

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