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I whipped them toward the two vamps leaping for me. Thump. Thump. Right between their eyes. They screamed and stumbled back against the table and Gorgo and one of his soldiers snapped their necks.
When the remaining vamps lunged, I unfurled my feathers and the fabric ripped along my back. Damnit! Mother was going to give me a tongue lashing for tearing another shirt. She had made me a tunic with a long slit in the back for when I took flight to the clouds at nights, but I had not worn it.
As I extended my wings, I knocked everything on the table to the ground. Tankards smashed and liquid and peanuts spilled. And I might have smacked a few innocent bystanders at the next table.
With a push of my angel power, warm tingles flushed through my veins, and I launched a flurry of feathers like arrows from my wings. Each one found its mark through their hearts or across their necks.
No other angel I knew of had such powerful wings like mine. The reason why everyone in the continent wanted me on their team.
I’d heard plucking a feather was painful and if too many fell, would weaken them. But so far, I had not experienced either.
The vamps, including the vampiress, collapsed like dead weight, black blood pooling around them. I hadn’t expected to attract any attention when I had first sprouted wings, but a vamp had followed me from the market and cornered me in an alley with a dagger, trying to get his hands on me since angelic blood was in high demand.
In desperation, I had accidently set free one of my feathers in a defensive reflex. It had sliced into his neck and killed him instantly. It was then I realized I held a powerful weapon. I folded my feathers back into their place as I assessed the damage.
The innocent customers had bailed. All of Gorgo’s men had their hearts ripped out, and all the vampires were dead. A pool of inky blood pooled around Gorgo.
“You understand now why I need you on my team?” Gorgo smacked my back, hard and fast.
She’ll be dead before you can reach her.
I coiled my fingers around Gorgo’s neck, anger coursing through my veins. “Did you set me up? How did the Angel of Many Faces know I was going to be here?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I swear, Michael.” Gorgo’s voice was strained. “You might have been followed.”
I growled and shoved him back, stepping on inky blood. I grabbed some coins from my pocket and slammed them down next to a broken tankard as the bartender rose behind the counter with rounded, frightened eyes. A few peanut shells had stuck in his beard.
“Sorry for the damages.” After I claimed my daggers from the two vamps’ heads, I tucked my wings halfway as I rushed out the door.
I met the fresh cool air and the moon and the stars. So peaceful compared to what had happened inside the tavern.
“Michael. Please. If you don’t help, vamps like those thugs will be free to kill the humans. Asmodeus doesn’t care about the innocents.”
“I’ll think about it.” I rolled my shoulders back and opened my wings so fast, Gorgo stumbled, pushed back by the gust of air.
Gorgo pushed forward. “My brother is mining gemstones in Mount Stones, near a town called Silorn. He has slaves. Most of them are humans and even children.”
I had posed to leap into the air but paused. “Tell me about it later. I have to go.”
“Where? And what’s so urgent?”
“Home.” I believed Gorgo didn’t set me up, but the vamps being at the tavern at the same time as me was no coincidence. “I’m going to say it for the last time. I fight with no one. Find Evangeline. Ask her for your help.”
“I already did and it didn’t go well. I need you too.”
Your mother. She’ll be dead before you can reach her. My family better be safe at home.
“Michael, did you hear me?”
Before Gorgo could say another word, I launched into the night sky.
Chapter Four
Colten Town
Michael
She’ll be dead before you can reach her. Those words thundered in my mind as the wind rushed over my body. Panic lodged in my throat. I soared faster and higher, over hills and forests, the shadows of trees below dancing in the moonlight.
