Blood of the Fallen by Dakota Rebel

Author:Dakota Rebel [Rebel, Dakota]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“You guys ate all the pizza?” I complained the next morning. I had opened the box,

hoping to find at least one slice left, but there wasn’t even a piece of dried cheese stuck to the box.

“You offered,” Elijah said defensively from the living room.

“Well, yeah, but I didn’t think you’d eat it all.” I was starving, and there was no food in

the apartment. If I had been of sound mind the previous afternoon, I would have gone to the

store. It would have killed some more time at least. But no, I’d slunk around the house all day

and moped. What a moron.

I realized as my stomach gave a lurch of hunger that other than a few bites of breakfast I

hadn’t eaten anything the previous day. I’d been so caught up in my own angst, it had slipped my

mind. With my high metabolism, I had to be sure to eat regularly or my body burned through the

Nephilim blood faster than normal. Which was funny, since Elijah had told me that the blood

was what revved my metabolism in the first place. Someone should really write a medical

dictionary for Sub-Human races. Most of us relied on our parents to pass down knowledge of

how our races worked, but mine had died before they’d really filled me in on all the risks and

benefits of blood on my body.

The thought of blood made my head turn toward the fridge. There was a whole box of it

in there. I had taken two steps toward the kitchen when Elijah’s hand pulled at mine.

I turned to see him shaking his head at me. “We’ll go get breakfast. I don’t want you

drinking that unless you absolutely have to.”

“Why?” I asked. “That’s what it’s there for.”

“I know, but I would just feel better if you didn’t feed again right now. Your body is still

processing the blood from yesterday. Right now, it’s a want, not a need.”

“Did I hear someone say breakfast?” Sariel walked into the kitchen to meet us. “I’m

starving.”

“We can walk over to the restaurant Alice got food from yesterday,” I said to the Angels.

The Coney Island was only two blocks from the apartment, and we made it there in just a

few minutes. The place was almost empty, but I requested a booth in the back, far from any other

patrons. I hoped that the guys would talk while we ate. Now that I had gotten some sleep, I was

anxious to know what had happened.

We all ordered coffee and enough food to feed an army. I tried to get Elijah to tell me

what was going on, but he refused to talk until the waitress brought heaping plates of eggs and

bacon and left us to ourselves again.

“Now will you tell me what the fuck happened?” I asked around a mouthful of toast.

“Well, I found Sariel right away,” Elijah said. “He’s been waiting for me to come back

actually.”

“There have been some rumors about what’s going on up here,” Sariel said, picking up

the conversation. “We know that someone is trying to put Armageddon into play, but no one

knows why.

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