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My mind races. This is it. This is what I’ve been desperately awaiting for weeks now. If the devils hadn’t made it so hard, I could’ve told Raven what had happened to me. I could’ve asked for help from the devils. But instead, they either think I’m in a new cycle or lost in Hell. It hurts me on another level to even think of the agony and grief Raven has been through these last couple of weeks. It’s so unfair that the Higher Power put her through this, and that the angelic army just can’t see reason. I fully believe that Raven is the universe’s destiny in bringing ultimate balance. With her, souls won’t have to suffer forever, especially those who don’t necessarily deserve Hell. And it pisses me off that the saviors and the guardians can’t see that. They are just far too concerned with keeping their power over humanity and over Hell and basically over the entire universe.
It also doesn’t help that they are the reasons why Raven and I are in this position in the first place. They pushed me and her. They ensured that we could never have a life together in the past. Grace was intended to be mine. I gave her my light. We were going to have an eternity together, but then the saviors came. They tried to take her from me, and it left us no choice but to end our own lives and go into another soul cycle.
Cars zoom across the street, and I sprint through a red light, nearly getting hit by some asshole. Yeah, sure. I might be the asshole, but I should get a pass. I’m on a damn mission to reunite with my soulmate. I need to be there. Because the longer Raven and I are apart, the more power Heaven will get. If I can’t get to her, and they find me, it might be over. I don’t know what will happen after that.
“Make sure you stop any fucking angel, mortal, anyone. I don’t give a fuck. No one enters the hotel.” Lucian’s deep voice reverberates through the air, and I watch him open a portal to Hell.
The ground quakes again, the Hell portal fighting with the Mortal Plane because it’s not supposed to be here, and remnants of angelic light fill the air. How? I have no fucking clue.
I spot Andre taking flight, and I slow down. Lucian isn’t exactly the one I want to approach. He will probably murder this body before I even have a chance to open my mouth.
So, I wait. I wait until Lucian expands the Hell portal, sending fire around the entire hotel. I’ve never seen a devil go to such lengths to protect something, and I wish I were on the other side of this now flaming wall. Because I want what he wants. I want what all the devils want. I just want to be with Raven and protect her.
Lucian circles the building, disappearing around the parking garage. I take advantage and manage to cross the street. I stop and toe the flaming circle with my boots. I wonder how much it would hurt to push this body through. I wonder if I could even make it without burning it alive.
Fuck me. Fuck this life. Fuck this body. Fuck everything in this damn world for keeping me from Raven. Neither of us deserves this. I don’t think a celestial being has ever felt like I have felt. How I feel. It takes everything in me not to shed this flesh bag and expand my wings to fly over the flames. The one thing about the hellfire is that it will stop all of the other angels from crossing, but not me. Raven and I share angelic light. Her soul is mine, and my soul is hers. It’s funny because angels don’t have souls. But I do because of a twist of fate.
A loud whistle cuts through the air, and I peer up and catch sight of a couple of massive, winged shadows flying through the air. I should’ve known that the angels would be here the second I felt the wards break. And there are a ton of them coming. I have to get through this fire. They’re going to need my help.
Hellfire bursts above me as Andre shoots a stream of it at one of the guardians. I duck back under a low branched tree and hide like a coward. I just can’t trust the angelic army to give up on Raven and to come after me. If they get me, it’s over. At least if they go after Raven, I know she’s safe. The devils won’t let anything happen to her. It’s funny how much I trust them now, even Lucian.
“Come fucking face me, bastards!” Lucian shouts, striding from around the building. “Are you guys scared little assholes?” His muscles twitch and flex as he transforms into his massive devil form.
Like the nearest guardians can’t resist fighting the most notorious devil, they fly toward him, summoning angelic light in their palms. Lucian fights back with a basketball-sized orb of hellfire, knocking one asshole off course.
Another one attacks the fire with heavenly light, trying to break the Hell barrier protecting the building. I watch the flames dancing and moving, lowering just enough in a certain area that I think I can jump over it.
The angel flies back up into the air, dodging out of the way of Lucian’s wrath only to find himself face-to-face with Andre. In his devil form, Andre whips his long tail over his head and stabs the angel right through one of the wings. The angel freefalls in Lucian’s direction, and the big beast bastard stomps his hoof and cracks the floor open. The angel doesn’t even get the chance to fight before Lucian lashes his fire chain around the angel and tosses him into the portal to Hell.
A dozen more angels attack from the sky, all concentrating on sending Lucian into the portal. Andre tries to fight them back, and he manages to damage a few of the angels’ wings, but it’s not enough to stop them. Lucian’s skin burns, and red lines of power course around his body. He continues to fight, throwing punches, whipping his fire chain, and even impaling a bastard with his horns, but it’s not enough. One angel finally manages to get the Hell barrier down in a section, using his heavenly light to keep it from burning him. He crosses over and charges Lucian, stabbing him in the back with his heavenly sword.
I take advantage of the situation and rush forward, jumping over the diminishing Hell barrier. Lucian and the angels are too caught up in fighting each other that no one sees me. Pushing my legs to move as fast as I can, I sprint toward the entrance of the hotel.
Cool air engulfs me as I step through the automatic doors and into the lobby. It’s as if the devils have cleared out the entire building completely. Actually, I know they have. I wouldn’t put it past them to have cleared the entire area of anyone that could be a threat.
Now, if only I could know exactly where to go to find Raven. There are over a couple of hundred rooms in this building. I don’t have time to knock on each one of them. The noise of the battle outside grows louder, and I spot an angel using his sword to stab at a second shield keeping him out.
Fuck. I can’t let him get through.
Running toward a sitting area, I grab a chair and hide off to the side of the automatic door. I wait a couple of seconds to see if the angel will give up, but he persists with his war on the protective shield. So, I swing my arms and release the chair, surprising the hell out of him. The angel falls back and lands on his wings, only to propel himself up again.
I could use heavenly light to push him back again, but I’m afraid to give myself away. I hate how much of a coward I am. I should just reveal myself and fuck this asshole up, but it has been too long since I’ve been an angel. It was hard enough to possess this body. I don’t know how to easily summon my power. I haven’t tried much, because I know that the guardians and the saviors will be able to sense me.
Once again, I grab a chair and throw it out the automatic doors. The angel growls and ducks this time. I move out of the way and hide, so he can’t see me.
The elevator door dings from behind me, and I freeze, my nerves getting the best of me. A woman steps from the elevator at the same time that a ring of fire erupts in the middle of the lobby. Micah materializes in his devil form, his hulking body standing tall and threatening with his huge tusks protruding from his face. The woman halts in her tracks and screeches at the sight of him. She stumbles back and trips, smacking her head on the tile floor.
Micah ignores her, and he reaches down and grabs onto a scary-ass demon, hauling the creature from the pits of Hell. The snake-like man hisses and slithers across the floor. His arms tuck into his sides as he doesn’t use them, and I’m nearly certain the smoking trail of liquid he leaves behind will devour anything that touches it. It’s moving toward the woman as if the liquid comes alive. And who knows. Maybe it is.
The brightness of the woman’s soul draws my attention as I try to tell if she is bound to Hell. She’s not. I don’t know what she’s doing here, but if I don’t do something, she’s going to die in the most painful way I can imagine. I’m sure that liquid is like acid.
Micah reaches down again and pulls out another demon. He continues to grab these monsters from Hell until he has a small army. With a roar, he commands them to join the fight outside. Kase and Dante must be with Raven, protecting her. And the devils are no longer playing games. This is an all-out war. I don’t understand why the angelic army is going after Raven so hard right now. They should believe that I have started another cycle. I know that they had assumed I had one, so something has changed. I need to find out. Fuck, I just need to get to Raven.
But the damn woman. I can’t just leave her. It’s like a part of my nature won’t allow me to.
“You! What the fuck are you doing here?” The familiar feminine voice snatches my attention from the woman. “Micah, that bastard is possessed.”
Oh shit. It’s Raven’s cousin Tamia. Just the sight of her gets me on a level that makes me think that Hell is about to claim me. She shot me. She’s the one who ended my life before I could claim a throne in Hell. And my rage gets the best of me.
