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Kylie eyed the two angels, her gaze lingering on Samuel for a second too long. Of course he’d catch her eye. He was tall, dark, gorgeous, rich, and looked about seven or eight years her senior. He was so her type. “Are they angels too then?”

“She knows?” Joriel’s brows rose.

“She lives here,” Nate said in a flat voice.

“Have you been guarding her too?” Samuel asked, giving his full attention to Kylie for the first time. His eyes traveled up and down her body.

“No,” Nate answered. “The demons haven’t made any move to go after her. They can’t attack her outright anyway.”

“Can’tis an interesting word.” Samuel still hadn’t taken his eyes off Kylie. “Rules and laws can be worked around and even broken if you’re willing to face the consequences.”

“Is anyone going to answer my question?” Kylie demanded, her hands landing on her hips.

“Yes,” I answered, “they’re angels.” Not that I’d seen their wings. I wondered if they looked the same as Nate’s or if they were different.

Samuel finally looked away from Kylie to fix his gaze on Nate. “The five of us need to go out tonight. I’ll scope out the clubs and text you an address.”

“Kylie’s twenty,” I said. “She can’t get into most clubs.”

He gave me a patronizing smile. “Don’t worry, darling. I can get her in.” He brushed past Kylie on his way out the door, and then he was gone.

“Is he always like that?” I asked.

Joriel sighed. “Yep.”

I looked to Nate. “Are we really going clubbing?”

He ran a hand through his disheveled blond hair. “It would appear so.”

Twenty-Three

Nathaniel

Samuel’s textcame to me, Joriel, Sierra, and Kylie. There was no point in worrying how he’d managed to get all our numbers. I’d learned to expect stuff like this from him by now. There was very little Samuel couldn’t figure out how to do.

Whether I wanted to or not, I knew I’d be accepting his help dealing with Dantalion even if it meant owing Samuel a favor he could cash in at any time. Because when all was said and done, he was right. I didn’t have a choice. Keeping Sierra safe had to be my number one priority.

He didn’t need to know the specifics of our relationship or how I felt about her to know that. He knew how the guardian-angel bond worked. He hadn’t been making a joke or analogy when he told me refusing him would be my funeral.

I might have brushed off Joriel’s concern for me when he found out I was going to be bonded to Sierra, but I wasn’t stupid. I’d read every damn word of the job contract. Including the small detail about how the bond linked me to Sierra in every way. I would be punished for her transgressions right along with her. And if she perished, so did I.

It was another thing I hadn’t told Sierra. She didn’t deserve the kind of guilt and worry that information would bring her. She hadn’t asked for a guardian angel. None of this was her fault. Now I just had to keep my brothers from telling her exactly how deep I’d dug my grave.

I shoved my cell phone into the pocket of my jeans. I didn’t need an address. If Samuel wanted to be found, Joriel and I would be able to locate him. It was one of the perks of being sworn to the secret order. If we were in the same realm, we could send a tracking signal out to each other.

“Where are you two spending the night?” I asked Joriel. “You’re not staying here.”

Joriel’s lips quirked up. “That depends on Samuel, I guess. We’ll stay close by, but I don’t know where yet.”

I glanced at the closed door to Kylie’s bedroom. Sierra and Kylie were in there, doing makeup and whatever other girly shit they needed to do to get ready to go out.

In the past month and a half, I’d never seen Sierra get dressed up. She wore skirts and blouses or sweaters sometimes when she went to church, but I was pretty sure I’d never seen her with a full face of makeup. She wasn’t the type to waste time trying to build herself a new face.

She didn’t need it. She was stunning the way she was.

I had a feeling I was going to hate whatever Kylie did to her tonight.

“She really cares about you,” Joriel said, following my gaze.

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