Her Guardian Angel 4-Her Angel Series by Heaton Felicity

Author:Heaton, Felicity [Heaton, Felicity]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Angels
Publisher: Heaton, Felicity
Published: 2011-10-07T05:37:46+00:00

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Chapter 15

Einar stopped in front of a dark door on the top floor of the Parisian townhouse and knocked. Taylor hung back on the short strip of hallway outside the apartment, a wheeled black travel case beside her, leaving Marcus and Amelia standing on the step below. Both Taylor and Einar had complained about the heat when they had met them at the base of the Eiffel Tower, and Marcus had felt inclined to mention that their usual tight black combat clothing probably wasn’t the best choice considering the weather. His gaze shifted to the travel case. Did it contain clothes or was it packed with weapons? It wouldn’t surprise him if Taylor had somehow managed to conceal a large number of knives in the innocent looking piece of luggage. The only thing that would surprise him was if she had actually come here unarmed. He couldn’t remember a time when he had seen her without a weapon on hand.

She looked over her shoulder at him, causing her long black hair to sway in its ponytail, and eyed him suspiciously. It seemed half-demons could sense when an angel was watching them closely. Marcus smiled and her hard look softened and then a smile of her own curved her lips when her blue gaze shifted to Amelia.

“Anything strange happen on the way here?” she said.

“Other than the fact I was flying in the arms of an angel?” Amelia smiled brightly and then shook her head. “Nothing out of the ordinary except that.”

“Good to hear. The local demons in London haven’t encountered any Hell’s angels, so those three you fought must have been the only ones in the vicinity. That means we couldn’t get any intel on what they wanted, I’m afraid.” Taylor’s attention shifted back to Marcus.

He nodded. Taylor held his gaze, a silent challenge in her eyes, a dare to mention that those three Hell’s angels hadn’t been the only ones in London. Veiron had been there too. The faint trace of hurt that shone in her blue irises alongside that dare stopped him from saying anything. Einar was right. Whatever had happened between Taylor and Veiron, it had hurt her, and bringing him up again would only renew that pain.

The door opened to reveal a petite blonde woman wearing a pale dress similar to Amelia’s deep blue one. Marcus wasn’t familiar with her but she smiled at them all in turn.

“We were not expecting you,” she said, her English thick with a French accent.

Was this the woman that Apollyon had sacrificed everything for? Einar had explained that the woman was a witch. Marcus had never met one of her kind. Power flowed from her, a force that held an underlying note of darkness.

“Apollyon is out. We needed food for our guests.” Her smile brightened. “I will have to send him out for more now.”

“You already have guests?” Einar said and she nodded.

Marcus focused and picked up the quiet conversation taking place inside the apartment. He would recognise the male voice anywhere.

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