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My angel really, really didn’t like the idea that our mate had beenpoisoning herself. I ignored him to ask,Why would you do that?!
It kept my wolf quiet, and we weren’t getting along until you showed up,she calmly said, sending reassurance down the bond.I’ll stop using it because I don’t need it anymore, but I think the damage might have already been done to my reproductive tract. Or maybe our soulmate stuff fixed it? The historians didn’t say anything about bonds healing damage, so maybe not.
Distress made my angel rattle around in my skull.Can you stop, you crazy bastard? It’s not that big of a deal if she stops now, and it’s not like we can fix anything permanent that’s been done,I told him, trying not to get a headache.
He didn’t like that, his feathers rustling in agitation.
Sariel?Aria asked, worried that I hadn’t responded for a while.
Sorry. My angel is losing his shit about you poisoning yourself.
She paused in consideration.Maybe… I should talk to him directly. Since he’s upset with me, that would probably be healthier than him raging against you.
That made both me and the angel pause.
My first instinct was to say that that was a bad idea. My second was to remember that one of the fae historians had actually recommended doing exactly that in order to cement our bond better.
My angel preened in agreement with her. He really wanted to talk to her, too, apparently.
We can do that now,I acquiesced, shooting a glance at the other sleeping four.We just need to make sure we’re quiet.
We moved so that we were facing each other cross-legged. I placed my hands on my knees, took a deep breath, and relinquished my control.
No sooner had I felt wings spread out behind us than my angel was practically lunging forwards.
Judging from the look on her face, both Aria and I were shocked. I tried to reel the crazy angel back, but he was too fast, his clawed hands going for Aria’s face…
…and then all he did was grab it tenderly, gently tilting her chin so that she had to face him.
“You shouldn’t hurt yourself,” he said with my voice, sounding both pained and dangerous. “You can’t hurt yourself.”
Aria looked somewhat downcast. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly. “I know you get upset with me when I do things like this, but I—”
“No,” my angel said, cutting her off. “We’re not upset withyou. Tell us why you did this.”
“My wolf was unruly and violent. She was always telling me to hurt people over little things. Fallen-bloods also… have a reputation I didn’t want to confirm. I did it because I didn’t want to hurt anyone, and the wolfsbane kept her quiet.”
“You hurt yourself to not hurt others, but none of them are worth it,” he said darkly.
She glared harshly at him, then pulled away from his grip. “If I went around hurting everyone my wolf used to tell me to hurt, I would’ve beenput downa long time ago. That’s what happens to fallen-bloods that go mad. I was protecting everyone elseandmyself.”
Her anger seemed to trip him up slightly. He fluffed his wings once, then offered his now-empty hands to her again. “I understand,” he said, “but you must also understand that your pain drives us insane. No one is worth it.”
“I know,” she whispered, taking his hands.
“Our power can’t undo this damage, but we will find a way to heal you.”
“Is me being able to have kids that important to you?” she asked, raising a brow.
His confusion rolled through us both. “No. Your health is, and wolfsbane is dangerous.”
“Oh. I see,” she said. “Well, if you ever want to talk to me, you can do that instead of giving Sariel a headache, okay?”
“I try to, but the boy is stubborn,” he practically hissed. I bristled at the condescending tone like he made it easy to be around him or was any older than me.
“Maybe if you were less aggressive, he would let you say your piece more?” she suggested.
“Him not letting me say my piece is why I’m aggressive.”
