Sins of the Son by Lydia M. Hawke

Author:Lydia M. Hawke
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: angels, demons, romance, superhero, magic, supernatural, supernatural thrillers, urban fantasy male character
Publisher: Michem Publishing
Published: 2019-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-five

“Damn it, Jarvis, I’m not kidding,” Henderson growled. “I will arrest your ass in a heartbeat if you don’t get over here.”

“Hugh, what in God’s name is going on?” Elizabeth Riley hissed.

“Let me handle this, Liz. Just stay back. Jarvis, I gave you an order.”

Focusing on Aramael’s back, on the way his shoulders flexed and then stilled, Alex didn’t dare look up at the others. The cold in her settled deeper. He was waiting. The moment she moved from the door—

“I can’t. He’ll go after Seth.”

“If he so much as twitches, I promise I’ll shoot. Now move.”

“I know you’re trying to protect me, Henderson, but I’m not the one he’s after.”

Aramael’s shoulders tensed again and Alex frowned, an un-nameable something tugging at her mind. A question that wouldn’t quite take shape.

“For fuck’s sake, Alex,” Henderson growled. He sighed and reached for the handcuffs clipped to his belt. “Fine. Have it your way.” He waggled the gun at Aramael. “You. On the ground, facedown, hands away from your body.”

Aramael didn’t move and a frisson of warning ran down Alex’s spine. If she didn’t put an end to this standoff, it was going to get ugly, because no matter what Aramael’s reason for being here might be, he would never allow himself to be taken into custody. He couldn’t allow it.

She shot a quick glance past him to where Henderson was beginning to look downright pissed and pitched her voice low enough that only Aramael could hear. “You need to get out of here. Now.”

Aramael met her gaze over his shoulder. “I can’t.”

“Look,” she said through clenched teeth, “I get that you have an agenda of some kind, but neither one of us needs the kind of attention you’ll bring if you’re taken into custody. Now get the hell out of here while you can.”

Not that having him disappear into thin air would be much better, but at least he wouldn’t be around for questioning.

“You don’t understand,” he said, gray eyes boring into hers. “I can’t.”

“You—” She stopped. The question that had hovered in her brain took shape and she stared at his shoulders, willing herself to see them there, rising beyond him, flexed, powerful, iridescent with their golden fire. But she saw nothing. There was nothing. Her gaze moved to his again.

“Your wings,” she whispered. “Aramael, what happened to your wings?”

But even as she asked, she knew. Felt the answer come together in her head like the pieces of a puzzle.

“You can’t stop me,” he’d said, and yet he’d remained there, in the hallway, allowing her to block his access to Seth. Had remained solid, and present, and unmoving. Had done nothing about Henderson, or the gun, or the threat of arrest.

A tiny muscle flickered near Aramael’s ear, the only movement in a body that might otherwise have been stone. Winter’s barren chill stared back at Alex from his eyes.

“I need to see Seth,” he said.

“No.” Alex shook her head. The doorknob pressed into the small of her back. “No. You need to tell me what the hell is going on.

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