Chapter 39 Furious Faelon

"Finally decided to grace us with your presence, eh, guardian and I say guardian very loosely," Faelon stated harshly. Phil exited his sedan and stepped up his porch stairs with a briefcase in hand. He eyed the three of them with a gloomy expression on his tired face.

"I have been reassigned to another unfortunate soul. Besides, Sophia is your mate and priority now, dark one," he mumbled sourly. Grabbing Phil by his shoulders, Faelon growled painfully at the angel.

"How can you be so insensitive! You loved her at one time but now you are abandoning her!" He exclaimed bluntly. A large hand fell on Faelon's shoulder and he turned to see who dared to lay a finger on him. Faelon's eyes widened in surprise at seeing the Archangel Gabriel standing there giving him a stoic look.

"I'm going to help you, dark one. Michael requested my assistance but you mustn't inform Lucifer that I am here," he proclaimed. Nodding his head Faelon muttered," Of course, I respect you big, badass mother fuckers."