Page 136 of Angel Betrayed

Sam turned toward him. “I’m afraid there’s been a change in plans.”

Uriel’s eyes widened.

Sam braced his legs and got ready to attack. “I’m gonna have to tell you to fuck off now.”

Uriel backed up a step, and Sam saw the flicker of fear in his eyes. Once an angel tasted an emotion—even fear—the feeling could sneak back inside anytime.

“Actually,” Sam drawled slowly, “I think I might be getting my pound of flesh back, and then telling you to fuck off.”

Before Uriel could escape, Az grabbed him.

Az. His brother kept surprising him.

“Uriel.” Sam stalked toward him. “Before you dish out more pain, I think you might need to experience a bit of it yourself.”

Uriel snarled and fought against Az’s hold. “Delia, Delia, help me!”

She shook her head. “Sorry, but I have my orders. And you’ve made someone upstairs very angry. Punishment is coming. ”

Delia flew into the sky.

Sam slammed his fist into Uriel’s face. Bones smashed. “Punishment’s here.”

She hit the ground, and pain was all that she knew. Her body ached, her throat burned from her screams, and bruises and blisters covered her naked form.

She pushed to her feet. Stared at her hands. Broken hands she didn’t recognize. A body she didn’t recognize.

The worst pain came from her shoulders—no, her back. She tried to touch the skin, and she felt thick, hard ridges beneath her fingertips.

Tears leaked from her eyes.

She wanted to curl up. To sink back on the ground and sob.

But she stayed on her feet.

The wind brushed against her body. In the distance, she could just see the light of the sun.

Dawn.

A new day.

She began to walk toward that light. Slow steps because the rough rocks cut her bare feet and blood trickled in her wake.

She walked and wondered…

Who the hell am I?

And why did she feel like she had to hurry?

As if…as if someone waited.

Chapter Nineteen

The crowd at Sunrise was even louder than she remembered. Seline walked slowly toward the dark red doors—the entrance. Demons were stationed at those doors. They were bouncers with glamour hiding their true selves.

She could see right through their glamour.

Two months ago, when she’d seen her first demon, Seline had thought she was crazy. She’d run from him, even as he shouted, “If I go back without you, Sam’s gonna kill me!”

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