Page 327 of Flirting with Darkness

Dex wasn’t just a demon though; he was an angel too.

A rare Nephilim who could smite her out of existence with half a thought if he wanted.

Nova studied the edge of the roof and considered her fucked-up shoulder.

This was going to be rough.

She backed up a few steps and then sprinted toward the edge, launching herself into the air. Her body she trusted, but everything else seemed to be failing her.

Including her heart.

Her feet hit the edge of the roof and she pushed forward, flipping instead of rolling so she didn’t have to use her shoulder. Blood was dripping and if she didn’t hurry the fuck up and do something about it, they’d be able to track her down.

Jogging across the roof, she sped up – ready to jump again. Nothing but air, and then gravity pulled her down. Nova curled her body, prepared for the roll this time.

Then something slammed into her back, and she crashed into the roof, sliding instead of rolling. The growl warned her, but she was in too much pain to properly defend herself again and she had no more magic.

“You’re bleeding,” Dex hissed, kicking her over and onto her back. “I can smell it even if I can’t see you.”

Nova tried to get up, but her arm gave out. She looked up and saw him standing over her, wings so massive and wide they blocked out the night sky and all she could see was him.

Dex looked absolutely fucking furious with those blazing eyes staring down at her.

She pulled out the scent charm from her ear and threw it at him.

He flinched when her scent hit him, and Nova used the distraction to grab one of her own blades. Without hesitation, she set it to her throat and dragged it across deep.

“No!”

Nova felt the knife slip from her hand and her head hit the roof.

Suddenly, his face was all she could see.

On instinct she reached up with a small smile, tasting blood. “Dex.” His name wasn’t even a whisper thanks to her ruined vocal cords.

His hand pressed to her throat and Nova stared up at him, rubbing her thumb over the eye full of hellfire. “I’m sorry,” she mouthed as the darkness finally welcomed her home.

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DEX

Dex stared at her, chewing on his thumbnail as he watched her sleep. He couldn’t bring himself to leave, not after…

Nova had tried to kill herself rather than face him.

Thankfully, Agmos had found someone who had taught him how to heal. He could do it with demon magic, but the angel magic was more reliable when it came to healing wounds that big. He’d healed everything, but he didn’t know how to replace the blood she’d lost.

Time would have to do that.

He dropped his head into his hands and tried to figure out where he’d fucked up.

This wasn’t just a small one either.

A fuck-up of this size and magnitude meant everything after this would change.Everythinghe knew would be different – one way or another.

How the fuck wasshethe hunter?

Dex felt like a fucking idiot, assuming it was a guy. But the person he’d seen on that footage wasn’t the same person he’d met at the barcade. That much was obvious.

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