Valory crashed into me as the light pushed us back, and then they were gone.
Mercy and Miles were just...gone.
“Fuck!”I hissed, my wings popping with alarm.
“Calm down, Endor,” Valory said, her voice anything but panicked.
Not like mine.
“Do not tell me to calm down!”I yelled.“This is bad...We don’t even know where she’s gone...with him...”I bit my fist.“She needs to find her body, not run off on some Romeo & Juliet trip to Hell!”
“Endor...”
I wanted to punch something.Anything.
I had one job.One fucking job, and I failed.Twice now, I’d lost Mercy.
“And you...”I snarled, directing my anger at the one person I could at the moment, because Mercy wasgone.
How could Valory be so bloody calm?
“You fill her head with falsehoods.Telling her you can save him.”
“I can,” she said, stepping up to me.Her wings flapped, making mine vibrate.
The sun beat down on both of us like a vicious spotlight.
“You can’t,” I pleaded, shaking my head.“I won’t let you.”The words were solid as they took form.
I would not let her transfer her grace to the boy.
I could not let her die a second time.
For when an angel gave up their grace, they ceased to exist.
God, if I had never met this insufferable angel, I would have been fine.
Still pushing papers in HAD, fighting off my succubus boss, and scrubbing off dicks drawn all over my desk.
Ignorant to the desire, the temptation, and the euphoria I felt in the presence of this pain in the ass angel.
I’d be oblivious to knowing what it felt like to love.
And perhaps I could have lived the rest of my doom-filled days in blissful ignorance.
But I couldn’t do that anymore.
Not now that I’d felt love.
For Mercy.
For Valory.
I could not let her leave this plane of existence.
Perhaps that was the real difference between angels and demons.
My disposition made me amenable to selfishness.
