Reign of Angels 1 by L.g. Castillo

Author:L.g. Castillo [Castillo, L.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: L.G. Castillo

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People screamed as dozens of shadowed wings swirled around the ground near the campfire. The dark-haired girls screeched as their mother jumped up. She shoved them behind her, reaching for something inside her jacket.

“It’s okay, everybody. They’re on our side,” Val said, running through the camp trying to calm everyone.

“It’s the Watchers. They’re on our side,” Calder said, as he and Jo rushed to my side. “We’re safe here.”

I nodded, breathing deeply, trying to calm my racing heart. Tristan stood beside me, frowning. He folded his arms across his chest, peering into the dark expectantly.

Tension filled the air as we waited. Many in the camp huddled nervously, unsure whether they should believe Val or not. The young mother tilted her head as if she was listening to something in the distance. Then she nodded, pulling her hand out from beneath her jacket, turning to soothe her girls.

I gazed at her curiously, wondering what she’d heard. All I could hear was the sound of thumping as if something was hitting against the sand.

Finally, the thumping stopped, and Zac emerged from the shadows. Waves of blond hair hung to his shoulders, which were covered with sand. Red streaks of dried blood covered his chest and arms. Fragments of his clothing hung off his powerful body in tatters.

“You made it!” Val sprinted to him, flinging herself into his arms. He winced, catching her.

“We all did.” He looked on proudly as his angel companions staggered into the firelight one by one. Many of them were the casino security guards I’d seen yesterday. They were still in their Revelationz shirts. The others looked like typical college students—young men in t-shirts and polo shirts. They all looked exhausted. Their shirts and jeans were ripped to shreds. Bruises and cuts covered their sculpted bodies. Ian stumbled into the firelight and slumped to the ground, no longer able to walk.

“You’re lucky to be alive,” Tristan grumbled.

With a heavy sigh, Zac gently placed Val down. “It’s my destiny.”

“Your desti—that’s it. I’ve had it.” Exasperated, Tristan jumped to his feet and marched to Zac. “This does not make it your destiny! You have control over it.”

Silence cut through the still air as Tristan jammed his finger at the circlet on Zac’s forehead. Tristan’s jaw jutted out as he glared at Zac.

“What’s going on? I thought they were friends?” I asked Calder.

“Tristan’s mad about Zac’s markings,” he explained in a low voice.

“His tats? What’s wrong with that?” Jo asked.

“It’s not a tattoo. It’s a marking that only appears on angelic royalty,” he replied in a solemn voice.

Angelic royalty? That means the dark-haired warrior Tristan had called Ari was a throne too.

“I had no choice,” Zac said in a calm voice.

“You know perfectly well you do,” Tristan spat. “The markings only appear when you accept your calling. When did it happen?

“Late last night, after Blaze left. I have no regrets.”

“You chose to die? You know this is a death sentence. My father will come after you now. You know he will.”

“Whoa, you actually believe us now?” Val placed herself between Tristan and Zac.

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