“We should move out of this area as soon as possible,” Corson said. “We’ll look for the hounds and any other palitons in the area tomorrow and leave the following day.”
“And if Pride and Death find us first?”
“We’ll kill them.” Corson’s eyes held a challenge as he stared at Wrath while he said this.
Wrath smiled at him. “It won’t be that easy.”
Chapter Forty
Wrath
I satin the corner booth with my arm draped over the back of it and my hand resting on Bale’s shoulder as she watched Caim and her sister with a tilt of her head. The angel and demon were at the bar; Caim’s hand rested on top of it while Fiora sat on a stool. Caim said something and dropped his head closer to Fiora as she smiled and rested her hand on his arm.
“Are theyflirting?” Bale asked incredulously.
“They are,” I said.
The look on her face made it clear she didn’t approve.
“I thought you liked Caim,” I said.
“I do, but not with my sister.”
“I’m sure she can take care of herself.”
“Fiora was always more…” Her words trailed off as her fingers drummed on the table. “Sensitive than the rest of us. She was never much of a fighter.”
“From what I understand about Caim, he’s a little more sensitive than all the other angels too.”
After dealing with the other fallen angels, I never would have considered it was possible to like one of them, but I liked him. They were all arrogant pricks. But he wasn’t so arrogant, and though he was a little bit odd, he was fun, and I enjoyed watching him aggravate Corson and Raphael. Other than Bale, he was also the only one who didn’t stare warily at me whenever I walked by.
“He’ll be a lot more sensitive if he does anything to hurt her. I’ll skin him alive and cut off his dick,” Bale vowed.
I winced and shifted uncomfortably.
“I’ve never seen her take an interest in anyone before,” Bale murmured. “I mean, of course, there were demons in her past, but I’ve never seen herflirt.”
“A lot can change when you’re imprisoned for a long time.”
She rested her hand on my thigh and squeezed it. I didn’t think she realized she was seeking to comfort me, but she’d grown more comfortable with touching me around others. It wasn’t a constant thing, but occasionally her hand would brush my arm or rest on the small of my back, and once she’d clasped my hand and drew it into her lap while we sat at the table with the others.
I didn’t know what to make of the small ways she sought to connect with me, but Ilikedthem. I also found myself doing the same to her; I often rested my hand on the small of her back or played with the ends of her hair, and I kissed her when I knew it wouldn’t lead anywhere.
I couldn’t stop myself from touching her when she was close, and when I couldn’t touch her, my gaze always wandered to her. I loved the way she tilted her head when something perplexed her or the way her brow furrowed when she was deep in thought. I found myself studying her intently so I could learn every nuance of her face and emotions. She fascinated me, and every day I discovered some new wonder about her that I’d missed before.
Fiora said something to Caim before rising and heading for the double doors leading to the main entrance.
Bale squeezed my thigh again. “I’ll be back.”
She slid out of the booth and followed her sister from the room.
* * *
Bale
“Fiora,”I said when my sister stepped into the main lobby.
She stopped in front of the double glass doors and turned to me. The warm smile that lit her face instantly brought an answering one to my lips. Over the years, I’d forgotten how Fiora could light up a room. She was as demon as me, but she’d always been so joyful, and she made everyone around her happier because of it. All I wanted was the very best for her.
