Dagan didn’t answer. Why bother when Michael already knew. He missednothing.
“Make your decision soon. If she’s psi, and no mating occurs, then she goes to the Celestial Realm. If she isn’t, and you go back to New York without mating her, the Fallen after her will claim her—and they can, since the angelic laws no longer bind them. There’ll be nothing you cando.”
Dagan had to force himself to unclench his jaw to speak. “I’ll kill any who dare lay a finger onher.”
Michael shook his head. “Why am I just learning now, after several millennia, what a bunch of stubborn bastards Gaia put me in charge of? Find a way, Dag. I didn’t just send you back here for shits and fun. Nor can you keep her without claiming her. And be prepared for the Absolute Laws if she isn’tpsionic.”
After that doozy of a warning, the archangel vanished in a silvery swirl ofmolecules.
With a savage swipe of his hand, Dagan swept the unfinished sculptures off the table, the wooden pieces and dust flying everywhere. He tunneled both of his hands through his unbound hair, pacing the wood-shaving-covered floor infrustration.
As if his vampire curse weren’t enough, the Absolute Laws, which forbade mating between immortal and human, hung over their heads like a guillotine. It would mean instant death for both of them. And if he didn’t mate Shae, then the asshole Fallen who was stalking her could lay claim to his woman. He was screwed from allsides.
A sudden pained cry shattered the haze in his mind.Shae!
