Misguided Angel 5 by De la Cruz Melissa

Author:De la Cruz, Melissa
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-07-25T02:26:43+00:00

PART THE THIRD

DEMING CHEN, MERCY-KILLER

New York

The Present

TWENTY-SIX

An Angel Descends

As many of you know, two weeks ago, in an attempt to save Victoria Taylor, I chose to remove the wards that guard our Coven for a very brief period. However, we were unable to retrieve her in time, as I myself was attacked by a blood spel in the glom." The young Regent looked over the assembled Venators and Conclave members with sad eyes. Her voice was grave. "I survived the more insidious effects of the spel , but Victoria was not so lucky. She was murdered."

The room remained silent for a long time. No one spoke or made any kind of noise: no nervous coughing, no impatient scraping of a chair. From her seat in the back, Deming Chen watched the Blue Bloods careful y. She was impressed by their ability to hold their emotions in check, but she sensed fear and anger from the assembled group.

This was not a good sign. It meant as Regent, Mimi Force did not have the backing of her Conclave. It was a pity, as anyone who could deflect a blood spel without a mark on her must have had very powerful protection at her disposal, and was worthy of respect and admiration. When Mimi had first gotten in touch with her, Deming was shocked to find that the rumors were true, that the New York Coven was being led by someone so early in her cycle, and carried the spirit of Azrael, no less. Things real y must be dire if the Coven had the Angel of Death at its head. Deming had met Mimi Force only once before, during the Four Hundred Bal almost two years ago, when the newborn flock revealed their immortal identities.

Deming liked Mimi wel enough, although the memory of the Blue Bloods' long-ago insurrection was stil sharp in her mind, as if it had happened yesterday. Azrael and Abbadon had led the campaign against the Almighty--had helped the Morningstar assemble a legion of the best and brightest. We are the gods now, Azrael had told them. The rule of Paradise can be ours. The great and mighty warrior queen had flattered and persuaded them, had convinced them they had been chosen personal y for their strengths. How could they refuse?

Deming looked around: this was a sorry group indeed, fil ed with the elderly and the untested.

Some of the Conclave members looked like they were way past the time for their cycle to be over, while some, like the Regent, were only coming into their ful powers and memories. Not that she should be so critical, as she herself had just celebrated her seventeenth birthday.

That the Blue Blood ranks had been reduced to such a state was troubling, to say the least.

News was bad al over: the European Coven was in a communication blackout after what had happened in Paris; they refused to send word or share information, fearing other traitors in the community. In South America, the Conclave had declared martial law, and inter-Coven transactions shut down.

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