“No,” I argued.“We still have so much-”
“Stop,” she ordered as she looked over at me.“Lazarus, I’m ready.I am.”
“Baby-”
“I’m ready,” she repeated.“With or without you, I’m ready.”
That immediately got my back up.“Without me?”
She nodded, not backing down.“Even without you.”
“You’ll die without me,” I reminded her.“He said so.”
“Yes, I will,” she replied, not flinching one bit.
Both Elisabeth and I turned when we heard Ramiel stand from his chair, and looking at me, he said, “Elisheva has made her choice, so I suggest that you hurry up and make yours, Lazarus.”
Then, before I could say anything to that,threepairs of magnificent wings emerged from Ramiel’s back, and his clothing disintegrated as his seraphim form took shape, something that took my breath away.While it’d been a shock to see him in Elisabeth’s dream, we weren’t in a dream right now.We were in real-life, and my guess was that the cameras in the building were no longer working right now.
I mean, Jesus fucking Christ.
Chapter 23
Elisabeth~
After Ramiel’s disappearing act yesterday, Lazarus had been pissed, confused, and needy.We’d gone back to his place, and my body still ached with how he hadn’t been able to control himself.Still, I understood why he was struggling with all this, and so I hadn’t stopped him from using me all night long.Truth be told, after Ramiel had dropped that little bombshell on us, I’d been pissed myself.It was one thing to be responsible for all of humanity, but it was quite another to be just a test.
At any rate, much to Lazarus’ disapproval, instead of heading straight for his place after work, I had stuck to my decision about visiting my parents.Not only did I miss them and want to see them, but I wasn’t quite ready to move into Lazarus’ place yet, something that he was insisting on because he felt that I was more susceptible at home, something or other about letting my guard down because I’d be in my comfort zone at my house.
Now, while I thought that Lazarus was going a bit overboard, I could hardly blame the man.Ramiel had really done a number on him when he’d told us that I’d be taken and that Lazarus wouldn’t be able to stop it from happening.Never mind that Lazarus was a man, but this thing between us had turned him more possessive than the average male, and that was another thing that I couldn’t blame him for.I felt just as tethered to him as he did me, and it was a rather uncomfortable feeling, truth be told.
“Elisabeth!”my mom cried enthusiastically as she swung the front door open wide.“What a wonderful surprise, honey.”
“Hi, Mom,” I greeted as I hugged her, her familiar scent calming me in a way that I really needed right now.If there was anything that could be said about my parents, it was that they were solid in a way that gave you immeasurable comfort.
“Come in, come in,” she said as she ushered me indoors, my childhood home another thing of comfort.
