Page 121 of Angel Betrayed

Growls. Snarls. The scratch of claws racing over the floor. The hellhound was coming back.

Sam spun around just as the hound lunged into the room. The beast jumped right at him with its teeth bared for a deadly bite.

But Az drove his body into the hound’s. “Kill him!” Az shouted as he fought to hold the beast. Teeth snapped at him. Claws ripped into his body. Blood gushed. “Kill…Rogziel!”

The scent of flowers filled the room. Flowers…angels. More angels were coming. No, not coming. One was already there. Sam looked to the left and saw Jeremian, his pale face stoic. He knew Jeremian. He’d worked with the death angel for centuries.

Jeremian’s gaze was on Seline.

“No!” Sam roared. “You’re not taking her!” He stared at that thin line of white powder on the floor. Once he crossed that line, he wouldn’t be able to get out, not unless Mateo freed him. He’d be bound in there with Rogziel. Neither could get loose.

If he wanted to kill the punishment angel, there was only one way to do the job.

Sam leapt over the line. He lifted the claw and slashed the weapon down. Rogziel’s blood splattered on him as Rogziel fought back. Twisting, turning, and shoving out blasts of power that just exploded in the small space.

Growls and screams surrounded them. The hellhound was fighting to break free of Az’s hold. The beast’s teeth were snapping. Its claws carved up the floor as it tried to get to Sam. Seline had clamped her arms around the beast as she tried to help Az hold back the hound.

Sam sliced the dragon shifter’s claw across Rogziel’s throat. Blood rained down from the wound. “You’re not getting out alive,” he promised.

“Seline,” Rogziel whispered, and the bastard was smiling.

“You’ll never touch her!” He drove the huge claw into Rogziel’s heart and felt the gush of blood cover his fingers. “And you’re not heading back to heaven.”

A long drop of blood slid down from the corner of Rogziel’s mouth. “Neither…” Rogziel choked out, “is she.”

Sam blinked.

Rogziel’s body sagged. “Didn’t…know? Some angels…no wings…”

Gritting his teeth, Sam twisted the claw. Rogziel stopped talking. A desperate gurgle rose in his throat. Sam yanked back the claw.

Rogziel fell to the ground. His blood soaked his wings. His eyes were open, staring straight up, but fear had frozen his face.

The silence hit Sam then. Thick. Total. He spun around and felt like he’d just had his heart carved out.

The hound wasn’t at Azrael’s throat anymore. Az lay on the ground, not moving, his body torn and battered.

The beast crouched over Seline, and its teeth were at her throat. And behind them, with his hand outstretched, Jeremian waited.

“No!” Sam lunged forward but slammed into the invisible wall that had been created by the holding spell. “Fuck, no!” Sam blasted the wall. He let fire rip from his hands. He shoved every inch of his power at the fucking wall but it didn’t give. “Seline!”

Her head was turned toward him. Her eyes met his. The hound hadn’t ripped into her throat, not yet. Maybe the beast wouldn’t. Maybe it would somehow recognize her, just as the other hound had.

Fucking bastard Rogziel. Sam kicked the angel’s limp body. Rogziel had said “Seline,” at the end—because he was ordering his hound to kill her. Changing prey. Damn him. “Get away from her!” Sam yelled at the hellhound. “Come for me, hound! Come for me!”

But the beast wasn’t moving. Jeremian wasn’t touching Seline. He couldn’t. His touch wouldn’t stop this torment for her, Sam knew that. The death angel’s touch wouldn’t work on her because of the angel blood that flowed through her body. Jeremian’s job was just to wait. To watch the hound kill her.

Just as Sam was watching. “No!” Sam screamed. “Come for fucking me!”

Jeremian looked at him. “I’m sorry,” he said. Seline wouldn’t be able to hear him, not yet. The closer she came to death, the more aware of the angel she’d become.

Seline—dying?

No, no, not fucking possible. He’d just found her. He’d promised her freedom.

A tear slid down Seline’s cheek. Those teeth were sinking into her throat, and she was pushing against the beast and still looking at Sam.

“Love…you…” Her lips formed the words as she stared at him.

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