Page 36 of Angel I Am Not

“You done?”

My confidence faltered. “With what?”

“Nothing.” He waved one hand lazily. “Please continue.”

The bastard knew.

I narrowed my eyes at him. “Their darkness feels icky and my feathers haven’t changed. I don’t know what’s going on but it’s stuffy and confusing here. I don’t like it.”

Nick’s gaze slid toward me.

Luc’s brows rose.

Dante looked downright delighted now.

“On Earth?” he asked.

“I love Earth. But your mentees are menaces.”

“Now that part I believe.”

Nick flipped him off.

I left it there, unable to keep digging the hole without falling into it completely. The energy pulsating through the room was already thick enough. Nick had taken a seat across from Dante, his thighs spread as his eyes stayed trained on me. Luc had more control, leaning against the wall like none of this bothered him, but the slight darkness in his gaze said otherwise.

Dante finally stood and approached the kitchen, moving with that same unhurried confidence that made me want to throw something at him. He stopped on the other side of the counter and looked me over for a second. “You touched Luc on Friday?”

I hesitated, which was apparently answer enough.

“And Nick?”

I pressed my lips together and stared at him instead of answering. Dante’s grin returned slowly, smug enough to make my skin crawl. “Interesting.”

“I said nothing happened.”

“No.” He rested one hand against the counter. “You said quite a lot of things. Most of them were terrible lies.”

My mouth fell open while Nick barked out a laugh behind him. I shot Dante a glare. “Fuck you.”

“There she is.” He tapped the counter once, entirely too pleased with himself. “I wondered how long you were going to keep trying.”

“You knew?”

“Ari.” He looked almost offended by the question. “Please.”

Fucking Devil. I folded my arms across my chest, but before I could come up with another lie he would obviously see straight through, Dante glanced toward Luc and Nick and then back to me.

“Either way, you’ve spent enough time here.”

The irritation drained out of me so fast my stomach dropped. “What?”

“Time to move on.”

Nick’s amusement vanished immediately. Luc pushed away from the wall, the change in him subtle but instant. His shoulders squared and his chin lifted slightly, like Dante had personally insulted him by making a decision he hadn’t been included in.

“What do you mean, move on?” I asked.

“Exactly what I said. There are five more creations.”