Page 113 of Dark Angel

“Petal.” His voice startles her from over her shoulder.

Spinning, Daisy is on her feet within seconds as she sees Colton standing in her room with her. There’s no abyss or unnatural light shining over him. No sand for her toes to sink into. “You’re here.” She expires breathlessly.

He smiles, and it’s a gentle one. Nothing like the others she saw in her visions. He steps closer. “Come here.”

She rushes up to him, her hands holding the sides of his face as he groans lowly at her. Soft russet hair, fluffy and delicate under her touch. Their contact sends sparks through her veins like fire engulfing her body. “I can feel your face.”

“You can feel more than just my face if you want.” Winking at her.

Daisy feels her cheeks heat as he grins widely. “How did you get in?”

“I’m a dark being. I have my ways with magic.” His hand flickers and a spark of black shadow effortlessly wafts from his palm.

“But what if someone sees you in here with me?”

His chin rises, but his dark eyes remain trained on hers. “Your parents will be asleep for a while. I made sure of it.”

Normally, that would terrify her, but something about Colton makes her trust him with all of her heart. “I have missed you.”

“I know.” He says blankly.

“Did you miss me?” she purrs.

He blinks, “Petal, I need that blade.” Avoiding her question.

She nods, her fingers slipping down his face. His hands wrap around her wrists, keeping them attached to him. “I will get it for you.”

“You can’t fail me. I have all my faith in you. The Dark Angels are becoming restless, and they need this ritual completed. I can’t fail them. Iwon’tfail them.”

Daisy’s head tosses side to side hastily. “I won’t let you down.”

“You better not,” his hands slide up along her arms like vines, “you don’t want to see me mad.”

Daisy giggles at him. “You’re not a monster. You won’t hurt me.”

Colton’s face tilts. “Won’t I? I don’t like anyone failing me. It makes me angry, and when I’m angry, people die.” She swallows, staring at him, before he chuckles. “I won’t hurt you, Petal. You are special to me.”

Her cheeks relax as her body slides against his. “I promise I will retrieve it for you. I don’t want to let you down.”

“I know you don’t Petal.” His hands wrap around her neck and, for a moment, a flicker of fear spikes through her chest. His fingertips continue up into her dark hair, nudging her closer until they’re almost nose against nose. “I want you beside me when the balance is restored. My throne will have a queen, and I want that to be you. The Angel of Night and the Angel of Wrath.”

She shutters from pure delight, each word hitting her ears like a melody. “I want that.”

His fingernails dig into the flesh under her hair. “Bring me the blade tomorrow then, and I won’t have you skinned alive.” His tone is murderous. She nods hurriedly and a warm smile returns to his lips. “Perfect, my Petal. Tonight, we shall make our fourth sacrifice.”

“Is this how you’re getting stronger? Your body feels more real, like I can touch your skin, although it’s still slightly blurred.”

“Why must you always ask questions?” He groans lowly.

She bites her bottom lip nervously, not wanting to upset him. “I am just curious.”

His jaw clenches as he considers her quietly. “Seraphim blood. I am half Seraphim and half Infernal. I need both to survive. Every sacrifice, the etchings are for the six Dark Angels that already exist. The seventh will allow me to have the power to become one of their brothers and rule over Earth. Wrath will be my deadly sin, and I’ll bring it over the world and burn this place to ashes where my throne will sit.”

“And mine.” Daisy adds excitedly.

His lips brush hers. They’re ice cold, sending a chill over her skin. “And yours.” He whispers tenderly.

A soft gasp escapes her throat as Colton’s lips press against hers. It’s not gentle like Clarence’s kiss, it’s more starving and rushed, like he wants to devour her, and taste every inch of her lips. His tongue tastes like copper as it plunges into her mouth, consuming her.

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