Chapter 22
It is becoming hard to breathe, my heart thuds in my chest, blood pounds in my ears, dread has my body shaking.
At a moment that I am so helpless, unable to run, the man I have been running from stands in the same room I am stuck. The smile on his face is enough evidence that he is pleased with the turn of events.
Does the wings move instinctively like my other limps? I am doomed if they don’t.
“You’re the most magnificent creature I have ever seen!” He musters, taking a step forward. My stomach churns.
There is something that has changed since the last time we met I could barely feel his smell, now the luscious, out of this world scent is overwhelming.
He may be my mate, but he is still a murderer! The devil that had my only sibling executed!
“You can’t fly for now, your body is still adjusting to the change. Let me help you up” He takes two m
Two more steps forward.
Terrified. I urge my wings to move. They flap wildly, currying me off the bed only to dump me smack on the hard floor not so far from his feet.
“Ouch!” I gasp.
“Told you you can’t nun immediately after you phase into an angell” Tiffany utters.
Tears sting my eyes.
I attempt to crawl away but the wings are heavy. “You’re being apprehensive for nothing, no one is hurting you. The Angel Prince mutters, squatting beside me.
“You had my sister executed! You think I’m stupid to trust you!” I squeak, backing away from him even if it takes a minute to move an inch.
There is no sign on his face that he is sorry. The smile on his face doesn’t even go away.
“I am not the one who ordered Irene’s execution, but I can’t say it wasn’t what she deserved!” He says.
The terror I had is immediately replaced with range. If my wings aren’t holding me back, I would punch his teeth out!
“Who ordered her murder, your Father?” I demand angrily. He raises an eyebrow.
│“Murder? Is that what you want to call it?”
“She did nothing to deserve execution so yes, it was murder!” I rave. “Why did you even demand I go back if you were going to kill her anyway?!”
“Let’s get you back on the bed, then we can talk while you’re comfortable.” He says in a flat voice.
Seriously! My sister is dead and what matters is my comfort Being a Prince, I am sure he has never experience grief.
Besides, that’s Tiffany’s bed, same girl that just betrayed me! Why am I always surrounded by enemies?
“Why would you care about my comfort, just days ago you were so happy to see me dying, happy to order my head cut off! Do I not still stink like a pig!” I yell.
A wave if concern sweeps over his face, he looks at me as if I had crashed his heart. He doesn’t say anything, instead.
his hand wraps around my waist while another scoops up my feel.
“Let go of me!” I fight him. With my wings pulling me downward, my blows have almost zero force.
He raises me completely off the floor and carries me back to the bed. I try to sit up but his hand comes and to press against my abdomen, pinning me to the bed.
“I didn’t execute your sister, don’t blame me for things I am not guilty of!” He says, his face too close to mine.
“Then who did” I ask, trying to think straight despite the sweet smell invading my nostrils.
“Trene broke out of her cell, she killed a guard and tried to escape. The guards found the King’s crown on her when she was caught. I could have saved her if her crimes were less, but she murdered someone.” He says,
“Bullshit! Who would Irene kill? She has never fought before I scream, slapping his hand away.
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Chapter 22
He catches my hand and pins it to my side. “She drove a knife deep into a guard’s heart. He was a young man and only son to a window. My father ordered the execution, but it was the guard’s Mother that killed your sister, with the same knife Irene had used on her son, she was angry and very wild” He explains slowly,
Maybe he is speaking the truth, but so what? My sister is still dead, my parents would never want me, I have no reason to go back to Angels Land.
I am sorry,
I know h hunst
……You know nothing about hurting, if you did, you would leave me alone!” I snarl,
“That is not going to happen. You can ask for anything else you may wish, but by no means am I going to leave you to get hurt again!” He whispers in a rough voice.
In case you have forgotten, you are the one that hurt me! The one that had ordered me executed! Leave me the fuck alone!” I scream at him, he doesn’t move.
“We both know that it was Irene that made me do those things, that’s why I don’t mind that she is dead.” He says. “If you go back with me, no one will ever hurt you again, no one will force you to work again.”
“I would rather work than return to Angels Land”
He purses his lips in frustration. “Don’t make me force you!” He inutters, standing
I must have heard him wrong. Force!! He is even crazier than I had thought. What kind of angel speaks like that. After all he has done, he has guts
to threaten mt.
“What did you say!!”
“You heard what I said. You can willingly come with me, you will have all you want, or you can refuse and I will take you his voice full of determination
with me anyway!” He says,
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