Page 101 of Touched By Sin
Whimpering, I scramble back as Amenadiel advances, his tongue dragging through my blood on the sharp blade. “Now, let’s rip Daemon’s heart from his body.”
I jump to my feet, tripping on my skirt as he advances. It all happens so fast. One minute I’m standing up, ready to run, and then the next, I’m flat on the ground. The cobblestone scrapes my knees, and searing pain radiates through my wrists from the impact. I cry out in agony and look down. My broken wrist bone sticks out through my split skin, stark white against the red blood pouring from the wound.
I lift my gaze.
The door is ajar.
Planting his feet on either side of me, Amenadiel fists my hair and yanks my head back, pressing the sharp blade against my throat. The triumph in his eyes devours the defeat in mine. “Any last words, Angel?”
She can turn away from the Light, but she can’t be apart from it. So what happens if she turns toward the Light?
I swallow against the sharp blade, feeling it nick my skin. “I unknowingly broke the veil. I can mend it again.” Reaching my hand out, my fingers graze up against the elongated light beam on the ground. I close my eyes.
“The God of the Bible is a God of love.”
“I think you’ll find your power behind that door.”
Drawing in a sudden breath behind me, Amenadiel stumbles back, whispering, “It’s not possible.”
Rolling over on my back, I gasp. Light streams from my hand, too bright to look at directly. I shield my eyes as it shoots up and spreads across the starry sky like pulsating veins. I can see it: the crack. It’s right there, slowly filling with the warm light that pours from my hands and body.
Amenadiel is staring up, wide-eyed, and too shocked to move. My breath catches in my throat, and tears stream unchecked from my eyes as love, pure and unconditional, pours from my every pore into the universe.
Every inch of me is alight.
This is who I am. I am love…peace.
Every beginning and every end.
The light slowly retreats from the sky, and like a boomerang returning home, it seeps back inside my center, where it has always resided.
I laugh through my tears, ignoring the throbbing pain in my broken wrist. “What are you going to do now? You’re trapped here.”
His eyes snap to me and he hisses through deadly fangs. “You fucking whore!”
More crazed laughter. I hurt so fucking bad.
Launching himself at me, he lets out a roar and I throw my hands out, clutching at loose rocks while he drags me farther away from the door. “I’m going to kill you so fucking slowly.”
My nails snap off and grit sticks to the exposed flesh on my wrist. The pain is so intense, I can’t stop more tears from falling. “If you kill me, you die. There’s no way out. You’ll forever live inside my mind.”
“And haunt your fucking nightmares,” he growls, flipping me over onto my back.
I can’t hear the boys anymore. Not now that the veil is closed.
“You think death scares me, Angel?” Amenadiel’s smile is deranged. He’s got nothing left to lose. Raising the knife, he strikes.
I roll away just in time and the knife connects with the cobblestone. Pain radiates through my wrist as I push myself up to my feet and run as fast as I can. It’s not fast enough. His shadow is gaining on me.
“I’ll drag you down into the darkest fucking pits of Hell with me!”
My heart pounds in my chest while I sprint for the door. Every instinct I have tells me this is my last chance. The light pours out across the bloodied cobblestone like an outstretched hand.
“What happens if she turns toward the Light?”
His fingers snag in my hair, tearing out a clump from its roots.
With a scream, I throw myself at the door. It gives way and I fall through into the blinding light. Amenadiel’s deep voice is the last thing I hear before it slams shut behind me.
