“Mielix zan.”
“Oh, shit.” Huracan’s eyes went wide. “Who?”
“Fae. Briony.”
“Shall I bring her here?” the male offered.
Kaj grinned. “If only it were that easy.”
He went on to explain the Fae’s role within the angel hierarchy.
“I’ll talk to Obsidian,” he told Huracan. “See how he wishes to handle this.”
With a sigh, Kaj resumed his original plan to go to Angel Central. He should’ve expected he would gain a travel companion, but Michael’s appearance gave his heart a jolt, nonetheless.
“What do you want, archangel?” Kaj snarled, continuing to march through the tunnels.
“It’s my understanding you have a male who has imprinted upon a Fae.”
“Miss nothing, do you?”
“Not if I can help it, no.” Michael grinned, making time at Kaj’s side. “You have the ability to free them, Kaj.”
Yes, he knew that. But at what cost? He knew Michael didn’t merely wish to bring the original vampire back for shits and giggles. There was an underlying reason, but for the life of him, Kaj couldn’t figure out what it could possibly be.
“I’ve already told you,” Michael stated.
Kaj shook his head. “Anyone ever tell you it’s impolite to read minds?”
“Then why would I be given the ability?” He sounded sincerely perplexed.
“I don’t have time for this conversation, Michael. I’ve got other things to tend to right now.”
“I have it on good authority another of your males will imprint upon a Fae.”
That was enough to get Kaj’s attention. He stopped, head hanging as he pressed his hands to his hips. He took several deep breaths, then turned to face the archangel.
“Did you ever consider what will happen to the angels if the Fae are unable to feed them?”
Michael’s brown-silver gaze shifted over his face. “I have those who are willing to support the war.”
Kaj waited for him to elaborate, because surely there was more to it.
“Angels,” Michael specified. “In Heaven. Females and males who are willing to be called upon. It was my backup plan in the event my father chose to eliminate the Fae.”
Those words drew a dark rumble from his chest, and Kaj found himself stepping up to the archangel. The male wasn’t quite as big as Obsidian, but he still had an inch or two on Kaj. Of course, size didn’t matter all that much considering the male could simply smite him if he so chose.
“Tempting,” Michael said with a smirk, but it dropped quickly. “You have the ability to save their race, Kaj.”
“I already told you, I’ll align my alliance with the angels, but I won’t vow to follow them. You of all people should understand why I can’t.”
Michael waved him off. “We’re past that. You’ve told me your intentions. I’ll respect them. As for the original vampire?”
Kaj still didn’t know where he stood on that. Probably wouldn’t have been such a big deal except for the fact his daughter—
“He’s already imprinted on her,” Michael said, interrupting his thoughts. “If that matters to you.”
Narrowing his eyes, Kaj took a step back. “You’re telling me Oliver Calazans and Bijou…?”
