Page 3 of The Angel in Her


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Dark as hell but genius.

“Just stay away from her,” I said with as much command as I could summon.

Frank chuckled again, closing the gap between us with a few large strides. I was tall, but he still looked down on me, built like a tank.

“Don’t you want to know how her lips tasted? How wet she got when I stood close to her?”

The rage flared inside me until it felt like a balloon had burst. I didn’t see red, I saw white—a blinding white flash as it crossed over my vision—and I knew it had changed the colors of my eyes as the strength that lingered within me rose to the surface.

“You wouldn’t.” I gritted my teeth against the rise of rage that threatened to tip me over the edge.

“You’re so sure of that, huh? Why didn’t you swoop in and stop me? Be her knight in feathered armor?”

“Because I knew you wouldn’t touch her, and she wouldn’t have slept with you.”

“Sure, she wouldn’t.” Frank was laughing again. “I won’t go near her again, but you better be sure you’re there if she needs you.”

He purposefully stepped around me as I stubbornly stayed still, turning only when I heard his footsteps fade. As I watched him retreat, he turned and saluted me, laughing again, before disappearing into the darkness.

Where he belonged.

As the horizon cleared, preparing for an eventual sunrise, I stood, carefully unfurling my wings and shaking out the stiffness from a long night. I squinted into the distance but knew the sun’s beauty would be lost on me this coming morning. When I first came to Earth as a Watcher, a helper, I’d watch the sunrise every morning. Basking in its multi-colored glow, I marveled the people here could experience this miracle every single day and not be blown away by the magic of it.

But I understood now.

The people—they were sullied—the purity and integrity of humanity had been tainted long ago. I, along with my brothers and sisters, had witnessed this decline until we had enough and decided something needed to be done. One by one, we came to Earth until some of us started falling, dragged down to the level of humanity by giving in to their desires, not putting their duties and faith first as they should.

This world, though, it could drag the light out of almost anyone. There was a lot of darkness.

Especially in cities like this one.

One end of the city would be dazzling riches, high-rise offices, and apartment buildings that screamed luxury and money—a world for the elite, for those who were willing to claw their way to the top by stepping on those down below.

Not all of them, of course. I’m sure there were many good people at the other end of the city. I couldn’t know for sure, though, as I never saw them.

How many do you think came here to help those who needed it most?

It’s no wonder this city attracted such a large demon population. They could party and do whatever they wanted, surrounded by the cream of society, and then if they still fancied it, come to this end of the city and find the darkest, dirtiest streets and alleys to fight and really let go of the demon inside them they couldn’t completely contain.

Not as well as they thought they could anyway.

The contrast from one end of the city to the other was depressing at best and downright degrading at worst. It’s no wonder the people here had lost that spark, that light in their eyes and hearts that displayed the faith they still held. For what did they have to show for any faith they had left? They had been cast aside by society and left to fend for themselves, scraping together what they could of what had been left by those who already had too much.

We couldn’t save them all, but we couldn’t simply leave them to live like this either.

Sitting on the roof’s edge, I dangled my legs over the side and stared hard at the front door to Evie’s apartment building. I didn’t expect her to come back out after Frank had walked her home, but I stared anyway, just in case she was foolish enough to do something stupid. She’d had a rough night, as she often did, but tonight was harder for Evie than the others. She had been attacked, almost raped, and I dared to be thankful for Frank’s intervention.

Theonenight I had torn myself away from her. The first time indaysI hadn’t been watching her. Theonenight I told myself no matter what happened between us, I was here to help others too and couldn’t be devoting all my time to the one person.

Thatwas the night she had been attacked.

Of course.

What was it people said?Murphy’s Law.

Well, Murphy can burn in…

I sighed.

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