Sins of the Warrior by Linda Poitevin

Author:Linda Poitevin
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 34

MIKA’EL STARED AT HIS palm long after the click from the end of the hallway told him Alex’s door had closed. What in bloody Hell had that been? And how in bloody, bloody Hell could he have let it happen? He slammed his open hand against the doorframe, just controlled enough not to shatter the wood. The unwelcome tingle remained, and a tightness in his chest moved up to grip his throat.

He closed his eyes. It wasn’t what he thought, he assured himself. It had to be something else. Compassion, perhaps. After watching her go through so much, it was inevitable he feel something of the sort. He wouldn’t be true to his nature if he didn’t.

His hand tingled anew.

Bloody Hell.

He drew a steadying breath, forced his mind to calm, shook off the shock that clouded his thinking. He was the Archangel Mika’el. Whatever he thought he might have felt, he couldn’t have. Wouldn’t so much as consider the idea, because it went against everything he believed in, everything he fought for. Everything he was supposed to—

“Bad night?” a voice behind him inquired dryly.

Mika’el’s sword was in his grasp before the thought of it had completed itself. Bethiel threw himself backward, out of reach of the swing.

“Easy, warrior!”

Mika’el caught short a second lunge. “Damn it, Bethiel—I might have killed you! You should know better than to sneak up—”

Jaw flexing, he stopped, glowering at the other angel. That anyone could sneak up on him at all should have been impossible, and they both knew it. But he was damned if he’d discuss it with one no longer even of Heaven. He shoved his sword back into its sheath.

“You’re supposed to be looking for the girl.”

“And she”—Bethiel inclined his head toward the hallway—”is supposed to be looking for Mittron.”

“She’s done what she can for the moment. If and when she learns anything, I will let you know.”

The other angel’s face turned stubborn. “I want to speak with her.”

“She needs sleep. You can speak with me.” Mika’el narrowed his gaze. “How did you even find us here?”

“She left me a note in her apartment, telling me you were bringing her here. Because it obviously hadn’t occurred to you to do so.”

Michael crossed his arms. Flexed his wings.

Bethiel sighed. “Fine. I may have something on Mittron and I want her to check it for me. There’s a rumor among the Fallen that he’s supervising the Nephilim army—and recruiting humans to help.”

“Humans!”

“By way of something the Fallen are calling the Internet.” Bethiel dropped onto the sofa and arranged his wings behind him. His expression turned brooding. “There can’t be many places on Earth where you can hide eighty thousand Nephilim. If the Naphil can find where these human recruits are going, perhaps she will find Mittron as well.”

Mika’el went still as he remembered Alex pointing at the devastation on the television. An entire city wiped out by a nuclear accident. He heard again her accusatory words. “If I told you the Fallen had engineered

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