Angels of Darkness
streaked with white, his arms folded across his massive chest. âYou are a woman, Nimra,â he boomed. âItâs unnatural that you should be this alone.â
Other female angels wouldâve done something nasty to Augustus by now. Theirs was not a society where men alone held power. The most powerful of the archangels was Lijuan, and she was very much a woman. Or had been. No one knew what sheâd become since her âevolution.â
It was Nimraâs cross to bear that Augustus was a childhood friend, less than two decades older than her. Nothing in the scheme of things, given the length of angelic lives. âFriendship,â she said to Augustus, âwill only get you so far.â
The idiot male smiled that huge smile that always made her feel as if the sun had come out. âI would treat you as a queen.â Dropping his arms and folding back his wings, he moved across the room. âYou know I am no Eitriel.â
Her heart pulsed into a hard knot of pain at the sound of that name. So many years now, and yet the bruise remained. She no longer missed Eitriel, but she missed what heâd stolen from her, hated the scars heâd left behind. âBe that as it may,â she said, stepping nimbly to the side when Augustus would have taken her into his arms, âmy mind is made up. I have no wish to tie my life to a manâs again.â
âThen what am I?â came a rough male voice from the doorway. âA meaningless diversion?â
CHAPTER 4
S tartled, Nimra looked up to meet the frigid blue gaze of a vampire who shouldnât have been there.
âWho,â Augustus roared at the same time, âis he?!â
âThe man Nimra has chosen,â Noel said with what she knew was deliberate disrespect in his tone.
Augustusâs massive hands fisted. âIâm going to break your scrawny neck, bloodsucker.â
âMake sure you rip it off or Iâll regenerate,â Noel drawled back, settling his body into a combative stance.
âEnough.â Nimra had no idea what Noel thought he was doing, but theyâd deal with that after she sorted out the problem of Augustus. âNoel is my guest,â she said to the other angel, âand so are you. If you canât behave like a civilized being, the door is right there.â
Augustus actually growled at her, betraying the years heâd spent as a warrior in Titusâs court, conquering and pillaging. âI waited for you, and you throw me over for a pretty-boy vampire?â
Nimra knew she should have been angered but all she felt was an exasperated affection. âDo you really think I donât know about the harem of dancing girls you keep in that castle of yours?â
He had the grace to bow his head a fraction. âNone of them are you.â
âThe past is past,â she whispered, placing a hand on his chest and rising up on tiptoe to press a kiss to his jaw. âEitriel was a friend to us both, and he betrayed us both. You do not have to pay the penance.â
His arms came around her, solid and strong. âYou are not penance, Nimra.â
âBut I am not your lodestar, either.â She brushed a hand down the primaries of his right wing. It was a familiar caress, but not an intimate one. âGo home, Augustus. Your women will be pining for you.â
Grumbling, he glared at Noel. âPut a bruise on her heart and Iâll turn your entire body into a bruise.â With that, he was gone.
Noel stared after the angel until he disappeared from sight. âWho is Eitriel?â
Nimraâs gaze glittered with anger when it slammed into his. âThat is none of your concern.â The door to the library banged shut in a display of cold temper. âYou are here for one purpose only.â
Very carefully worded, Noel thought, watching as she walked to the sliding doors that led out into the gardens and pushed them open. Anyone listening would come to the obvious conclusion.
âAs I said, Noel,â Nimra continued, âtake care you do not go too far. I am not a maiden for you to protect.â
Stepping out into the gardens with her, he said nothing until they came to the edge of the stream that ran through her land, the water cool and clear. âNo,â he agreed, knowing heâd crossed a line. Yet he couldnât form an apologyâbecause he wasnât sorry heâd intervened. âYou have an interesting
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