Night Angel (Gargoyle Night Guardians Book 2) by Rosalie Redd

Author:Rosalie Redd [Redd, Rosalie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-10T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

Hannah gaped at Seth. He sat hunched over in the chair in her art room, white feathers protruding through the large gashes in his leather jacket.

She held her breath. “I didn’t know you had wings.”

He straightened his back, placed his elbows on his thighs, and peered at her. Tightness formed lines around his eyes, and vulnerability and pain embedded within his blue depths. “No one knows, except you, now.”

No one else knew? Hannah’s heart picked up speed, and determination to help him pushed her into action. “Let’s get this jacket off so I can look at your injuries.”

She tugged at Seth’s collar and eased the soft leather over his shoulders and down his arms. A grimace pursed his lips, but he didn’t cry out. Respect for him swelled inside. He was her warrior, her guardian angel, and he’d risked his life for her.

Visible through several long slashes in his ripped T-shirt, the soft down of his feathers protruded from his damaged skin. She guided the shredded top over his head.

White as fresh snow, bits of his feathers jutted from beneath his skin, the tips shimmering as if they’d been dipped in shiny, silver metallic nail polish. Their beauty stole her breath away. The T-shirt slipped from her fingers and landed next to the jacket with a soft plop.

A strained moan eased from Seth’s lips. The muscles in his back clenched, and his skin rippled as if bones adjusted and moved beneath the surface. She never would’ve known the hidden wings existed if he hadn’t received his injury.

Like a tide receding from the shore, his skin drew away and two beautiful white wings unfurled. They grew with each beat of her heart until they extended almost to the ceiling.

Blood oozed from a nasty gash between his wings at the center of his shoulder blades. Even as she examined the injury the wound grew, heading to his lower back and eating more of his flesh with every breath. Along his wings, visible holes among the feathers showed more damage from the fae’s horrific acid.

Anger like she’d never experienced swelled deep in Hannah’s soul. He’d received his injuries protecting her.

She placed her hand on his arm. “I’ll get the salve. Be right back.”

A bead of sweat rolled over his brow and dripped onto the floor. He gave her a quick nod.

Fear for his well-being chased after her as she bolted to retrieve Wynne’s lotion. She took the stairs two at a time and burst into the bathroom. The small pouch rested on the counter. She grasped the sack in her palm and fled back down the stairs.

A wave of exhaustion nearly took her down, but she pushed through the sluggishness. Seth needed her.

She reached him and tried to untie the cord, but her shaky fingers fumbled over the knot. Adrenaline, fueled by her frustration, zipped along her nerves.

Seth placed his palm over her hand and gripped the pouch in their combined grasp.

Hannah peered at him.

He smiled, and the look of reverence in his eyes just about brought her to her knees.

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