Wrath of One: A Reverse Harem Series (The Origins of the Six Book 4) by A.K. Koonce & Aleera Anaya Ceres

Author:A.K. Koonce & Aleera Anaya Ceres [Koonce, A.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-03T06:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Izara

Minutes pass like years. I can’t stand being up here and watching demons thrash across the academy lawn while I just…

Ugh!

Where is Phoenix?

My heart pangs as I think of him again. He’s been gone for too long. They said he followed a professor, but what if—

I choke that thought down.

Phoenix is too strong to let one of these fucking demons get the better of him.

It won’t happen.

I tell myself that over and over and over again.

“We need to be on the lookout for Heaven anyway,” Malek says at my side.

His body heat kisses my skin, and I almost think Syko and Saint are the smart ones for avoiding the mess down below. They linger and whisper near the door.

They’re no longer clinging to each other like they’re ready to sin among so much hell. But they are still whispering. Saint’s features hold so much remorse. His gaze keeps skipping to me every few words. I can physically feel his watchful attention. I wish I could say it feels romantic.

It doesn’t.

It feels…. incredibly fucking anxious. It’s more pressing than the war I’m currently sitting in the front row at.

“What?” I finally ask a bit too loudly. I swallow hard when all three men flinch. “I meant, what are you thinking?”

All of us look to Saint, and he takes us in one at a time, an awkward smile pulling at his normally so composed features.

“I—nothing.” He shakes his head and rolls his pretty blue eyes at himself. “I am not thinking a single fucking thing,” he says on a drawn-out sigh. “Actually…” He rushes toward me, but the door behind him slams open with a gust of wind.

And Phoenix stands there, his shoulders filling the doorframe. His eyes shine with manic triumph.

“The vampires are here,” he says with a growing smile.

My heart soars at the sight of him. I take a step toward him, but he’s looking over his shoulder, through the open door.

He doesn’t explain more. He doesn’t say what took him so long or why his jeans are wet and dirty. He simply steps aside like he has a grand reveal to make.

A thin man with impossible posture strides forward. His gaze never veers. He keeps his attention leveled on me. And the two men behind him hold the same disdain in their eyes.

As does Saint’s father, when he glides toward me like blood trickling across stone. I don’t fidget beneath his stare.

Heaven slinks in with Sasha and stands behind the small crowd of vampires.

No one says a word. They all wait.

For their leader.

“Izara Castillo,” Mr. Von Hunter says, gleaming blue eyes shining in the moonlight. “My sweet daughter told me my son was in… a bit of trouble.” A hint of a smile cracks his face. “It seems she may have understated that just slightly.”

I meet his arrogance head on, but I do take my time to say my words very carefully. Because we need him. We need him and his army more than we need anyone else.

Possibly more than Azazel.

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