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Chapter 22
This guy, I shook my head, he had known all along the effect he had on me. But why, why had he affected me and no one else; at least that I knew of.
“You think you are pretty slick don’t you motherfucker?” I spat at him. His eyes feigned mock hurt.
“I have no idea what you are talking about, little human” he was grinning. Grinning! Did angels even grin? I scowled unhappily, I was terrified being in the enemy’s nest, but I was also in a rage. And this damn angel was laughing about it, as much as I wanted an explanation as to WHY exactly I felt a pull towards him, I refused to give in. Folding my arms, I eyed him suspiciously.
“Oh, you don’t? Then what was with that self-satisfied smile?” My voice pitched to sound haughty. He cocked his head, studying me; then a mi
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That annoying angel. Grumbling, I kicked my boots off and sat down on the side of the bed. Chunks of dirt fell from the soles of them, littering the carpet with brown spots. I laid back, annoyed at how comfortable the bed was, and closed my eyes. Taking a few deep breaths, I tried to center and calm myself as best I could. I was ok, it would be ok; I was alive, and the rest of the team had to be as well. They had known that as soon as Shamshiel had me they were powerless, even Kenneth as a half-breed. I placed my hands on my lower stomach and inhaled deeply, a calming mechanism I had learned in training. Taking slow, deep breaths, inhaling for four and exhaling for four, I allowed myself to feel.The bed was soft beneath me, my clothes tight and constricting, keeping me grounded. I wiggled my toes, feeling the sensation of my socks slipping over them. Pulling my knees to my chest I gave myself a hug and si
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Shamshiel was ahead of me, purposely slowing his quick strides so that I could keep up. He wasn’t a giant, but he wasn’t exactly tiny. He must have been around 6’7” or so. He moved with an easy grace, his body lithe, his black hair flowing down to his mid back looked like spun silk dipped in ink. His tunic was a deep blue that flowed to about his knees, black pants underneath. I had noticed that most here were wearing some sort of variation of lounge clothes when not dressed in uniform type clothing. It looked quite comfortable, quickening my steps I drew up beside him. “So, tell me, where can I get those?” I gestured to his outfit. “Would you like some?” He eyebrow raised, cobalt eyes meeting me. Those eyes, they made me feel like I c
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My gaze immediately traveled upwards as I took in the room. The ceiling was domed, easily curving above us, and painted in a swirl of colors, pastels and metallics mostly. There were several groups of people gathered in various areas, and I noticed while there were tables and chairs akin to office furniture; no one was occupying them. Gesturing to the nearest table he pulled out a plush chair for me, and then sat down in the one opposite. He met my eyes, and the shock of his shining blue irises never got old. “So, feeling a bit more comfortable?” His voice was even, but there was a new undercurrent to it. “Define comfortable?” I asked and folded my arms across my chest. He gave me a one-sided smile.
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VERITY I followed behind Usel, her long brown hair swaying side to side in front of me. She didn’t say a word, and neither had Shamshiel as I had left the room; however, I felt his eyes on my back as I had departed. Instead of being uncomfortable it felt normal, as if him having his eyes trained on me was as normal as breathing. I noted this in my mind but didn’t want to consider what it meant for me. Down and down, we went, the stairs spiraling even deeper underground, the walls gradually becoming rougher and rougher. Clearly, we were headed to a prison of some sorts, the dampness in the air and smell of human waste made that apparent enough. I covered my nose in an effort not to gag at the rancid stench, the woman turned around, her eyes icy as she looked at me with disdain. I met her eyes and held them, the challenge apparent. I looked away first, only because I began
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Usel returned me to Shamshiel, who was at this point with Castor. The two men were bending over a table full of books and various bottles and vials of materials and liquids. His bright blue eyes met mine for a moment before flicking back down to his task. Unsure of what to do I seated myself on a nearby stool and watched the two men. Castor was hunched over a book, pencil in hand and scribbling furiously on a piece of paper, Shamshiel was studying the contents of a vial so hard his gaze may as well have bored a hole through it. I stifled a yawn; I had a lot to think about and had, what I considered, better things to do than watch these two pour over science stuff. Not that it wasn’t interesting, I just was not interested in it at the moment. I was tired, and beyond exhausted mentally, physically, and emotionally. While I had been glad to see Devon, to know about him and everyone else, it was not the reunion I had expected. Yes, he had reason to
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Cain. Cain and Abel. The first two sons of Adam and Eve. Cain was the oldest and a farmer, where his younger brother Abel was a shepherd. As the story went, the brothers made sacrifices to God, but God favored Abel's sacrifice instead of Cain's. Cain then murdered Abel out of jealousy, so God punished Cain by condemning him to a life of wandering. Cain then dwelt in the land of Nod, where he built a city and fathered a line of descendants beginning with Enoch. God also set a mark on Cain, so that anyone who killed him would suffer sevenfold vengeance. I looked at the man before me, I saw no mark, and I couldn’t deny his skills, so I could easily see him being a killer. Yet this wasn’t the land of Nod, and he certainly did not seem to have a son, much less sons. His smile twisted and became wry. “Yeah, that Cain” he looked sheepish for a moment
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DEVONThat damn half breed was back, Usel. Apparently, I was being set free, or semi-free; because of course there were conditions. I had been placed in a much better room after Verity’s little visit, for whatever reason she was important and since she knew me, I immediately got treated better. How very human of them. Disgusting. I had of course refused Usel’s offers to carry me back to near base, I had insisted on walking, at least some of the way. I wished I hadn’t now, but my pride wouldn’t let me admit that I wished I had allowed her to carry me and fly; I felt sure that would be a once in a lifetime sensation. My stubborn pride also wouldn’t let me admit that part of why I didn’t want to fly with her was because something in me found her incredibly attractive. She was taller than me, with thick, curly,
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