Page 124 of An Unexpected Ascension
She stands over me, bending down so the tip of her blade can lift my chin.
Even now, she’s beautiful.
“I’m not weak.” Her voice is as cold as steel.
“No.” I grunt, desperate for a good breath of air. “No, you’re not.”
She retreats, wiping my own blood off her blade with my jeans.
“Fix yourself,” she demands.
I roll to my good side, then crawl to my hands and knees.
“What did I say last time you marked me, Angel?”
“Don’t be stupid. You have a mission in two days.”
“Sucks to be me, then. Doesn’t it?” I mentally prepare myself to push to my feet, the pain excruciating. “If you don’t mind, I think I’ll call it.”
With the wound in my side and my heart just as bloody, I stumble to the stairs.
“Lynx,” she calls out, and I stop.
“Angel,” I counter, using the wall to support me.
She stares at me, and I smile, knowing full well what’s going through her head.
“You’re an idiot.”
“I’ll add that to the list.”
I swear she cringes, but this time she doesn’t stop me as I leave.
Chapter 38
The Demon
“How are you supposed to go like this?” Lucifer hisses, pointing to the wound now sewn and patched up beneath my shirt and leather jacket.
“I’ll be fine. Another shot of whiskey, and I won’t feel a thing.” His nostrils flare. “Kidding. I’m not drunk. I know how important this is to you. I won’t fuck it up.”
Lucifer paces before his throne.
“It’s not just fucking it up, Lynx. They will not hesitate to eradicate you if you’re caught. Your pain slows you. I have half a mind to just fix you myself.”
“I would never forgive you.”
He growls in frustration.
The double doors swing open and down struts a fuming angel. Such a pure, pretty thing clad in all black.
She stalks right for me, her pace not slowing even a little. The collision has me falling back a step as her mouth finds mine. My hands fly up in the air in complete shock before her tongue warms my own. I bring them down to her hips and tug her to me while her fists grip the lapels of my jacket.
If she’s molten lava, then I’m the ocean because my insides liquify and sizzle against her burning rage.
When she pulls away, I smile in victory.
“Now fix yourself,” she demands.
