I bled on her.That alone was dangerous, if only for the fact that demon blood was the only thing stronger than demon venom.
If my blood got in her system, there was no telling what would happen.Demon blood was commonly used for witchcraft or to juice up monsters from time to time, but there was no actual telling what could happen if an angel somehow absorbed demon DNA.
Just as there was no telling what would happen if a demon like myself absorbed hergracein my blood.
It was only a moment, but it was dangerous.
Didn’t she know that?
I shook my head as I nearly knocked over a man with headphones, who clearly wasn’t watching where he was going.
I shoved my hands in my pocket and headed toward the line to the ticket station.
She touched me.Reallytouchedme, and for the briefest moment, when I looked at her, I didn’t see Mercy, or the train station, or this chaotic journey we’d been thrown on against our will because of some fucking treaty.
All I saw was Val, and for the briefest moment, I felt like I’d found heaven.
Which was fucking silly, because she was quite literally a piece of fucking heaven itself.
But she was more than that, too; just like I was more than the fire and brimstone in my veins; just like Mercy was more than a lost soul.
What the hell was happening to me?
With my wings sheathed, I could appreciate the cool air inside of the station, the hustling of bodies and the incessant, incoherent chatter that filled the station.
“I require three tickets to Jasper Springs, Arkansas,” I said solidly, hoping the process went smoothly.
The attendant, a woman who looked no older than twenty-five, gave me a deadpan look.
“There are no trains to Jasper Springs, right now, sir.The station is closed for construction,” she said moodily, her indifference pissing me off.
I was too on edge to care, and as such, I pulled my lips back in a snarl and growled at her.
“Then get me three tickets to the city closest to Jasper Springs,” I gritted out.
She rolled her eyes.“That would be Eureka,” she said with a nonchalant huff, and I thought my vein over my eyebrow was about to burst.“And it looks like the only available seating I have is a private cabin.”
“Fine,” I said.“Get me three tickets to Eureka.Stat.”
Thankfully, she complied without grating further on my nerves, and I all but ripped the tickets out of her hand.
She stared at me with that deadpan gaze, and I realized what she was waiting for.
Payment.
I sighed, sliding my hand over the hard leather wallet that didn’t belong to me.I pulled it out, opening it to take a look inside.There was a stack of bills, and counting them, I felt a strange sense ofguilt.
Because the angel—the perfect, sweet-smelling angel—stoleit.
And she didn’t even blink.
Though, judging by the way the asshole had his hands all over her, I didn’t feel one bit bad about him getting his just desserts.
Aside from about three hundred dollars cash and some dirty coins, there was at least two credit cards, and some crinkled loyalty cards.It wasn’t much, but it would definitely be enough to get us to Jasper Springs, and probably enough to cover a hotel room for a night, if we needed it.
My blood chilled as the truth settled on me.
Roche and Matthew had said Mercy didn’t have long.A couple days at best.
