Page 88 of Wrath


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Wrath looked up suddenly, his expression turning feral with rage. “It took you fucking long enough.”

“Satanus.” And Ramiel crouched by the other side of her. His green eyes were laden with sadness as he stared at her. “The horsemen are using her power to awaken.”

“Stop it,” Wrath snapped. “Make it fucking stop.”

“I cannot.” Ramiel shook his head and looked over his shoulder. “I am not powerful enough on my own.”

“Use me,” Wrath snapped, his face tight with fury.

“And me.” A nimbus of light turned Gabriel’s hair to flame as she leaned over Haziel. “I told you this might happen.”

“You knew.” Wrath bellowed at Ramiel. “You knew, and you let this happen?”

No. Somewhere deep within Haziel, the hurt beat back the constant agony of her power drain. Ramiel had known this might happen, and still he had sent her.

“I’m sorry.” Ramiel reached for her.

With a snarl, Wrath drew her back against his body. “Don’t you fucking touch her.”

“Wrath.” Ramiel looked at her mournfully. In some tiny still functioning part of her brain, Haziel registered that this was as close to a real emotion as she had ever seen the archangel wear. “We had to know how real the risk was, and how close they are to waking. That would only happen if we brought a being of power close enough for them to want their power.”

“And you sent Haziel.” Red flames flared in Wrath’s eyes. “You could have come yourself, you piece of shit. Instead, you did this to her.”

“I agree with you, Wrath, but Ramiel couldn’t.” Gabriel shook her head. “If an archangel was caught in this power flux, that would be the end of one of us, and you know that can’t happen.”

“So, what?” Heat prickled against her skin as Wrath’s anger turned incendiary. “You thought she was expendable? You thought you’d use her like a fucking canary with a gas leak?”

“Now we must break the connection,” Ramiel said. “Gabriel and I are here to free her from them, but we must act quickly, or they will take too much.”

Their voices had gone weaker and weaker, and Haziel could barely hear them. The heat from Wrath was her only tether on reality. She was tired, so very tired, and she wanted to close her eyes and submit to the inevitable.

“Angel.” Wrath shook her eyes open. “You stay with me now. I’m going to break their hold.”

Gabriel shook her head. “You can’t do it without us.”

“I can’t do it without help,” Wrath snarled. “But you fuckers can fuck right off if you think I’m letting you near her. You did this to her, and you don’t get to save her.”

“Be reasonable, Satanus.” Ramiel touched Wrath’s shoulder.

Haziel could have told him not to.

Wrath lashed out with a pulse of power that sent Ramiel careening backwards into Gabriel. The two of them were thrown against a large rock outcropping and crumpled to the ground.

“Stay with me, angel,” Wrath whispered. “I’m getting some help.”

“Wrath.” Shade appeared behind him. “This had better be fucking important?—”

“Help me,” Wrath said. “Help me break the lock they have on her power.”

“Hells!” Shade knelt beside Wrath. “The horsemen?”

Wrath nodded. “They are pulling power from her to help them rise.”

“Fuck!”

Shade’s power washed over her, foreign and from hell.

And then Sophia was there as well, her power joining with Shade’s.

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