Chapter 41 Lucian's pov with the Dark Angel

I flew up into the forest in the mountains disgusted with myself. I felt like an asshole for pushing Nia off my lap over that bastard Ogrith. My heart was paining me from leaving my mate. Landing on the forest floor I shifted back to myself and leaned against a tree trunk frowning over what Ogrith had told me about naming my child.

I broke my oath and I signed my life away. I was a living dead man and would be hunted for the rest of my days. It would be difficult for me with only one leg. I cursed bitterly over my situation. I grew angry when the dark angel swooped down and stood before me on his two perfect legs.

"Don't talk, just listen to me. Call me Faelon it is my given name. I tried for hours to heal your leg but the tissue was dead and rotting and if I hadn't removed it you would have lost the entire leg and possibly your life," he growled firmly. I crossed my arms and shook my head.

"I should be a dead vamp, dark angel. That is the only way my oath will end. Now my entire fam