Page 49 of The Endless War


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They leave and I look around the empty space. Ugh, I am a warrior, I shouldn’t be just laying here. Faith walks in, takes one look at me and nods. Before I can ask what she’s doing, she waves her hand over me and I start to feel really tired.

“I am soglad to be out of there,” I groan as Evander and I walk through my bedroom. Sera wants to shift, but I’m not ready yet. I’m still healing, but at least they released me from the infirmary.

“I can’t get over how fucking cool your bedroom is. I want a space like this,” he murmurs, looking around at the waterfall and cave. I grab his hand and let a girly squeal loose, making his eyes widen.

“Then let’s do it.” I tug his hand, turning back to the door and he laughs.

“Easy there. It can wait. Right now I really want to lead you into that cave, rip off these clothes and show you how much you mean to me. I really thought that I lost you, Frida. I never thought I would find someone in Heaven of all places, but you’re my soulmate.”

I smile, lean forward and kiss him.

We spent the night in my room, fooling around in the waterfall and cave again. I love bonding with him, and Sera is content.

Evander rolls over and pulls me into his arms, pressing a kiss onto my head. I melt. The way he breaks down all my barriers and turns me into some love sick fool surprises me.

“Your place is paradise,” he mumbles and I smile. I spent a long time crafting my perfect Heaven. “I don’t know what I’d even want in my room. I spent a long time deploying and living in new places. Maybe a cabin in the woods with my dog.”

I sit up and manifest some clothes. He leans, placing his palms behind him and watches me. I offer him my hand and he smirks, taking it.

“Come on, let’s go,” I say and he stands, manifesting some shorts, leaving his chest exposed.

I don’t mind. I love the view.

“What are you up to?” he asks, but lets me pull himthrough the woods, back to the door. I give him a wink and smile.

“Taking you to your perfect Heaven.”

LILITH

THIS SCENE HAS DARK, GRAPHIC, TRIGGERING CONTENT. READ WITH CAUTION.

As Rathor picks me up off the battlefield, I scream in pain. I can feel the bones throughout my back grinding against each other. He pulls me back through the gate, falling to the ground.

“How the fuck is he that powerful?” he says through bloody coughs and gasps.

“I tried to warn you. Before you got there he killed Uriel in a display of power that wasn’t even close to ours, we had no chance,” I reply back through gritted teeth. “This is what you get for not listening to me.”

I struggle to move my legs while holding my stomach firmly trying to keep my guts from spilling onto the floor.

“Shut up, you knew what the plan was going into this, it was your weak ass Knights that couldn’t hold their own,” he continues ranting.

“No shit, of course they aren’t as powerful as he is, he destroyed Uriel like he was a fucking nuisance,” I snap back, as I feel my shoulder and stomach heal, then close.

“AUGH… MOTHERFUCKER,” I scream as I feel my shattered spine move back into place and begin to heal. “Get away from me, you fucking prick!” I roar, pushing away from Rathor.

“Fine, fuck you then,” he snaps, getting to his feet and walking away from me.

“Your fucking ego, your arrogance couldn’t let you listen to reason and it cost me four of my Knights,” I shout, then reach back, grabbing my wing. I pull hard until it snaps back into place.

“AUGH…,” I pant through the pain as it begins to heal. Glancing over my shoulder, I sneer. “Now you get to explain to Lucifer and Beelzebub not only why you failed, but how you got my Knights killed.” I snicker, looking over and I see Rathor’s wounds across his back begin to close. He turns to leave and I follow him down through the labyrinth.

Fuck, he’s hot. Regardless of how pissed off I am at him, seeing his rippling muscles covered in blood… I’m always overtaken by lust.

As we approach the council chamber the doors fly open and everyone is standing around the table, looking more pissed off then normal.

At the head is Lord Lucifer standing behind his chair.If I could get my hands on him, the things I would do would be down right blasphemous.

“Now that we’re all here, SIT.” He commands in such a demanding tone it sends shivers down my tail. “Rathor, you have one chance to explain to me, why four of my Knights are dead, how could you let that Lycan we had in captivity escape and how are you still alive?!”