Page 113 of Wings of Death

I narrow my eyes at him. “Did you know about my mother?”

His brows knit together in confusion.

“That she was a goddess,” I fill him in.

His expression turns knowing, and I have my answer.

I cross my arms over my chest and nod. “Of course you did.”

He reaches out to me, but I flinch away.

“Don’t touch me.”

“Zarla,” he pleads, “it wasn’t my secret to tell. I knew you’d probably find out eventually.”

“Oh, so it was okay to keep it from me because I would have found out eventually? Do you have any idea how it feels to find out after this long? She’s my mother. I deserved to know.”

He rakes a hand through his hair and paces around in front of me before facing me again. “I agreed not to, okay?”

I drop my arms to my side. “Agreed not to? Who had you agree to that?”

“Your father,” he states.

I shake my head, releasing my wings, and he grabs my hand.

“Please don’t go,” he begs. “I hate when you’re mad at me. I didn’t do it to hurt you.”

I don’t answer, and he doesn’t release my hand.

“Hang on. How did you find out?” he asks.

I finally look at him. “It doesn’t matter how,” I say. “Now let me go.”

“No.”

I yank my hand back, but he doesn’t release it. “Amaros. Let me go. Now.”

He pulls me toward him and plants a kiss to my lips, but I shove him back.

“Don’t,” I warn him.

Sadness settles in his eyes, and he glances down. “I’m sorry. You have no idea how much I care about you. It kills me when you’re mad at me.”

“I know you care, okay? But I’m with Kyle. He’s my fated mate?—”

A growl rumbles from his chest, and I take a step back in shock. I’ve never seen him look so animalistic than right now in this moment. He grits his teeth together as his chest rises with each deep breath.

“Do not say that,” he warns.

I take another step back, suddenly afraid.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he assures me when he notices my apprehension.

“I’m going now. Do not follow me.” I run a few feet away and then take off up into the air, thankful when I don’t hear him follow.

I don’t know what’s up with him, but I can’t deal right now. I have too much information buzzing around in my head for his bullshit, and my mother’s words are playing in my mind.

Your memories can be found using the dark magic. Trust it.

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