Page 133 of Enchanted

Glancing over at Damien, I reassured myself that his corpse was healed enough to not mentally scar Ethan. Well, any more than today already had.

Nate should’ve sent more power through him.

With a touch to Ethan’s shoulders, I indicated that it was safe for him to turn around. “Micah is the leader of the Seraphim.”

He shot a questioning look at me. “The Seraphim?”

Micah smiled at him. “God’s most elite unit of soldiers.”

“Wow.” Ethan’s throat bobbed. “All of you?”

“All of us with white wings.”

Ethan raised his brows at me. “You too?”

I inclined my head. “Me too.”

“Oh,” he said softly. “This is a lot to deal with.”

“Sam might be able to help you with that,” Ez said as he and Nate joined us. No idea what he’d threatened him with, but he was behaving. For now, at least. “He found out about all of us in…similarly traumatic circumstances.”

“Sam isn’t just Ezekiel’s boyfriend,” I explained. “He’s his mate. Just like you’re mine.”

“Something else you’re going to have to fill me in on.” Ethan rubbed at his brow, a note of exhaustion humming along the bond. “Okay, so angels. God’s soldiers. What about you demons?”

His question was directed at Quill, who’d come to join us now that Damien was temporarily dead. I couldn’t help but notice how unnaturally pale Quill was. “We’re not soldiers, or anything as fancy. But we like to get involved because Jeremiah is mated to Noah, and Nox is mated to Micah.”

“And because it’s fun,” Dahlia added, sheathing her long daggers before pulling Ethan into a hug. “Besides, you’re a good housemate. You put the toilet seat down and everything, which is more than I can say for the other fuckers.”

He gave a weak laugh as he hugged her back. “I’ll make sure to put that on any future housing applications.”

I frowned. He might just have been joking, but didn’t he realise that the only place he’d ever move again would be in with me?

Stop rushing this, I told myself firmly. You’re going to do whatever makes Ethan happiest.

“What about you guys?” Ethan asked the Gaunt brothers when Dahlia finally released him. “Are you vampires too?”

Ezra gave him a kind smile. “We are, but don’t worry, you’re safe from us.”

“Yeah, we’re here for him,” Emerson said, kicking Damien’s body.

Elias grinned. “Vampires with daddy issues for the win.”

Only Erik didn’t speak. He was hovering on the periphery, glaring at his father’s corpse like he could strike him from this plane with that alone.

“Okay, so we need to find the rest of the devices,” Micah said, all business now. “I want everyone except Rami on this.”

I nodded in thanks. As much as I wanted to help, there was something that needed me more.

Or rather, someone.

Ez kicked Damien’s shoe. “What do you want to do with this?”

Micah pursed his lips before turning his gaze on me. “Rami, it’s your call. How do you want to proceed?”

As our leader, the decision really should be Micah’s. But right now, he wasn’t being a leader at all. He was being my friend. My brother who knew all too well the urge to punish anyone who’d hurt your mate.

Before I could respond, Ethan happened to glance down at himself and visibly flinched. When he realised I’d gone tense, he gave a slight chuckle. “Sorry. You’d think I’d be okay seeing blood.”