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“Wait.” My cuffs accidently banged on the bars, my voice echoing. “Who needs help? I can try.”

As soon as the door slammed shut, the air seemed lighter and the blanket of dark power vanished.

“That bitch,” John snapped. “I hate it when she forces us to keep our mouth shut.”

“Who?” I demanded. “The girl or the woman?” Only the hierarchy angels had that kind of power. So what was she to be able to do the same?

“We don’t know.” Sarah let out a sigh.

I sat back down in my corner and inhaled a deep breath, my cuffed hands on my lap. “What do you know about those two?”

“The little girl never comes alone,” Tia said. “That woman is always with her. It’s been a while since they visited, but one of them always uses their power to keep us from talking.”

“That’s because you said some pretty nasty things to the little girl,” Sarah muttered.

Tia’s voice grew angrier. “The little girl needed to know exactly how her people were treating us.”

“Oh, don’t forget,” John said with mock sarcasm. “They wanted to see our wings and I gave the little girl one of my feathers. I’m almost certain Victus doesn’t know.”

“They hate us,” said a new voice, another female one. “We scare them.”

“We scare them?” another male at the far end scoffed. “If demons were created from spirits that escaped through the veil, then how were vampires made?”

“They were created from the demons,” Sarah said. “That’s what we were told by the Order of Angels.”

“Exactly.” The male’s cuffs clanked against the bars. “I have a feeling there’s more to the story. Demons hate us because we hunt them. But if we never hunted vampires, then why are we their enemies?”

“Because …” Sarah let out a long sigh. “They know after we get rid of the demons, we have to do the same to them.”

“That doesn’t make sense,” Tia said. “There’s something more to what we’ve been told.”

I had never questioned the hierarchy angels until recently. As they held a discourse among themselves, I lay to rest and wondered what was happening to Zander, Snow, and Dawn. Tank and Otis must be so worried.

Whatever the reason Gorgo betrayed me, he promised to keep Tank and Otis safe. He better keep his word, or I would kill him. I couldn’t be sure if he had betrayed me the last time our hideout had been found, but this time was obvious, even if he claimed to be doing what was best for me.

I had to find a way to get out of here.

Chapter Eighteen

Three Vampires

Evangeline

Four guards took me out of my cell.

“Where are you taking her?” Sarah sounded distraught.

I turned to the voice behind the bars. A woman with long gray hair, bags under her eyes, and chapped lips stared back at me. She looked human and so tired.

Wrinkles deepened on her forehead when she frowned. I didn’t know until today angels could age, and that was another effect of the hematite cuffs.

I wanted to apologize for not being able to help her. Not just Sarah but everyone who had been locked up for far too long.

“Evangeline, when you escape, remember us,” James said from the other cell.

“May the Order of Angels be with you,” Tia’s voice echoed down at the end.

“Save your breath,” John spat. “Seraphims don’t care about us. Their ego is bigger than this prison.”

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