Her Wicked Angel by Felicity Heaton

Author:Felicity Heaton [Heaton, Felicity]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-22T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

Asmodeus’s first dream was a nightmare. He saw Liora battling the dragon, bloodied and beaten, one arm hanging limp at her side. Remus and Romulus were beside her, trying to protect her, launching themselves at the immense beast whenever it dared to near her. He tried to intervene but Apollyon held him back, blue fire in his eyes, twisted amusement that showed the intense pleasure he took from seeing her fighting for her life.

Asmodeus had been like that once. Never again.

Liora needed him. He took no pleasure in her suffering. He wanted to make her feel safe again, protected. He wanted to protect her.

The scene whirled and he saw a closed white door, and then it shifted and he saw Serenity through a red haze. Liora was with him, standing above him. He looked up at her. He liked her. She was kind to him and his master. He had taken a vow to protect her together with his brother. He did not like when his master mated with her though. There were some things you could not unsee.

His master?

The Devil?

Asmodeus saw a park. Green. Bright. Colourful. Small furry demons escorted mortals through it. They did not interest him. A big black dog with a male on his back did interest him though. His heart lifted and beat harder, pumping excitement through him. He wanted to play with the big black dog.

Someone shouted at him and then someone called him a wretch that deserved to feel their wrath.

Sweet Liora protected him. Strange. She was still taller than he was.

Asmodeus bared his fangs at the other one, the one who looked like his master.

Not his master. Apollyon looked like him. Not the Devil.

Power. Pressing. Crushing. Protect Liora for his master.

Master?

Wake master.

Something wet slapped his cheek and Asmodeus shot up in bed. Romulus whined and nudged him towards the white door. Door.

Remus.

Liora.

Asmodeus burst from the room, his legs aching and protesting. He stumbled through the living room, looking for her. Remus had commanded Romulus to wake him. Apollyon had threatened Liora.

He spotted the bastard angel with his back to him, vulnerable, open to attack.

Saw Liora bravely facing him, holding out against his power and protecting Remus.

“If he goes, we all go… I go with them.” Brave Liora. Sweet Liora.

His focus swam and he grabbed the doorframe of the kitchen to steady himself. Serenity said something he missed.

“Go where?” Apollyon snarled and Asmodeus heard Remus growl. “Who in this world would take you in and have the power to protect you?”

Liora tipped her head up and squared her shoulders. She had no answer. He could see it in her eyes. She didn’t know what to say. She didn’t have to know. He would speak for them. She had made her intentions clear. She wanted to leave with him and he had an idea about who might take them in.

He came up behind Apollyon, wrapped his arm around his throat before he could move, and shoved his other hand against the back of his head, choking him.

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