Page 110 of Angel Betrayed

Bastard. “That’s when you decided to get away?” Sam asked.

“That’s when I knew he’d be coming to kill me soon. He said Karen was an abomination. That she deserved his punishment just for existing.” Her smile was broken. “I fell into that abomination category, too.”

The hell she did. His back teeth clenched. Sam bit out, “And the real prey?”

“Turned out that was you,” she admitted. “But as far as I can tell, you didn’t even know Karen.”

An image clicked in his head. A young blond vampire, freshly turned. Nervous hands. Wide eyes. The woman had wanted to become human again. She’d been turned by a monster in a dark alley, and she’d just wanted to get her life back.

She hadn’t realized—not until Sam had broken her heart and told her the truth—there was no going back. Not for any of them.

She’d been an innocent. One hurt by the world. One who hadn’t deserved anyone’s punishment. Rogziel, you will beg me to kill you. Beg.

“He doesn’t care about collateral damage,” Tomas rumbled. “He’ll use anyone, do anything, in order to get what he wants.” Tomas put his hand to his throat and tried to stop the bleeding. His voice rasped when he said, “What he wants is you, Sammael. Your head on a platter for him.”

An abomination. Sam cupped Seline’s chin in his hand. As long as Rogziel was alive, Seline would never truly be free. Freedom was the one thing she wanted.

He’d give her anything.

Just as he’d give Rogziel what the bastard wanted. “Then take me to him.”

Seline’s eyes widened in horror. “No!”

Sam lifted the bloody claw. “It’s not a mortal weapon.” His lips twisted. “Made from a shifter, by a shifter. With this, I can kill Rogziel.”

Her breath rushed out as Seline looked at him like he was crazy. “Or he can summon a hound to kill you! You can’t just run in there and go up against him.”

“I’m not afraid of Rogziel.” Now he was just insulted. “He fears me.” That was the heart of the matter. The true reason why Rogziel had been jonesing for his death all these years.

He’d seen the taint of madness in Rogziel’s stare so long ago. Not that the powers above would listen to him. Rogziel had still been the “good” angel back then.

While Sam had been the one who slaughtered humans.

“You think he’s not going to be ready for you?” Seline grabbed his arms and actually shook him. “Look, I get it. You’re the all-powerful Fallen who kicks most supernatural ass, but you can’t stop hellhounds!”

“Unless you’ve got a punishment angel on your side,” Tomas added flatly. “But they aren’t exactly thick on the ground.”

Seline didn’t look at the other Fallen, and because she was staring straight at him, Sam saw understanding fill her eyes. “You have me,” she breathed.

Sonofabitch.

“I can help you.” Her shoulders straightened, and she gave a firm, definite nod. “I will help you because you’re not going anyplace without me.”

No, he wouldn’t leave her. A smile began to curve his lips.

“Oh, no way, no way!” Tomas grabbed Sam’s arm.

He knocked the other Fallen onto his ass.

Tomas shook his head and crawled to his feet. “He said you, just you. If he catches sight of anyone else, Sierra is dead.”

Maybe. Maybe not. “Then I’ll just have to make certain no one catches sight of her.”

Lucky for him, he knew just the witch to use for a job like this. Good thing the devil wasn’t the only one who spent time making deals with the Other.

Rogziel flew through the clouds. The world whipped by beneath him. A blur that he barely saw.

They changed the fucking locks on you.

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