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“Of course, come on in.”
He follows me to the balcony door, which I prop open with my laundry hamper. Probably should have checked that I hadn’t laid my panties on top when I changed earlier, but it’s too late now.
After placing my wing on the sensor, Zeke reads the error that flashes across the screen before turning to me. “Have you done anything different to this recently?”
“Not personally, but two of my friends calibrated their wings to it earlier today. Could that have caused the issue?” At my words, Zeke’s expression changes entirely. His smirk turns into a frown, his eyes narrowing on me as if he knows exactly which friends I’m referring to.
Fuck. Maybe I should have just lied.
“I’m not sure who taught you about safety, or if you’ve been paying attention to the dangers around us lately, but I’d advise against letting every Raphael, Theo, and Hubert have access to your room.”
“That’s not—”
“They only built these systems to hold two sets of wings. Yours and one other angel, if you so choose. Unfortunately for you, it seems you’ll have to pick the one you want the most.” He turns back to the sensor and holds down a button along the side, before tapping in a code. He works too quickly for me to decipher what he did, and before I know it, he’s let his wings out and stands at the edge of my balcony. “I’ve reset the device. All you need to do is scan your wings and it should work. Don’t lose your keys again, hummingbird. I may not be so available to you the next time.”
And with that, he jumps from the ledge.
Leave it to Zeke to ruin my good fucking day.
20
Despitethenewrulesand protection, no demons have attacked the school.
Reports still come in regularly detailing other attacks off school grounds, but none have dared come too close. Because of that, the students have gotten bolder. They spend more time outside of their dorms after classes, staying out as long as they can until curfew.
I’ve even heard mutterings of a secret late-night party in the woods tonight. In their usual style, I haven’t received an invite, but that’s alright. It’s not as if I’d risk my spot here to hang out with people that don’t like me, anyway.
I can’t help but hope the lack of activity means the demons won’t come at all. I’ve spoken with my parents almost daily since the assembly. Even though my area is a more likely target zone than where they are, I’m still worried something will happen to them. As much as they might try to fool me into thinking they’re happy in their new home, I see through the bullshit. The outskirts of town are a far cry from the life we used to live. I wish I could visit them. But with the university on lockdown, I can’t leave.
The desire to yawn seeps through me so suddenly that I can’t hold it back. Last night I stayed up far later than I intended, working on perfecting my telekinesis abilities. I still have a lot of work to do, but it’s gotten a little easier, even if my brain is fried today because of it.
Plus, if I hadn’t stayed up so late, I never would have caught Zeke flying home in the middle of the night. It was too dark to see if he wore his Guild uniform or not, and though that was most likely the case, I hadn’t been able to stop the images of him with another angel. Had I caught him breaking curfew and doing the fly of shame back to his dorm? Not that I should care. Most of the time he ignores me, and the rest of the time he only scowls at me so deeply I’m worried his face will stay like that.
Glancing at my slate, I stifle a groan at the time. I sit in my last class of the day: Chronicles of Silver City. The content itself I find quite interesting, but I don’t have a single friend among the other students in this class, and the professor seems more than happy to let things play out if they don’t interfere with her lectures.
Last week, we read about the dreaded God who used to rule the city hundreds of years ago before the Archangels overthrew him. Afterward, we were told to write a one-page essay about why we thought God acted the way he did. It felt like a silly assignment, though I completed it anyway. How am I supposed to know why God did what he did? I had never met him. In fact, there aren’t many angels left who were alive when he ruled.
“We previously learned about the deplorable things God did to the angel race, and this week we’ll discuss our saviors. The ruling Archangels. If you’ll recall, the Archangels once served God in all things. They would help him rule the angels, watch over the people of Earth, and protect both from demons. They did so without a single complaint. But when God’s desires turned dark, they knew they had to strike before all of angelkind disappeared for good.”
I read through the text on my slate, wondering how much of it is true and how much of it is only posturing to make the Archangels look good. Had God truly become evil? And if he did, then what made him change? It shocked me that no one seemed to care about that minor detail.
“It is said that God wanted to rid the world of our Fallen brethren. He conspired to create a world where only the Pure could survive beneath him. For, you see, he sensed a change in the air. One which warned of the Archangels’ strength, and he wanted no other being to match his power.”
A hand goes up from a girl in the middle of the class, and I recognize the bracelet she wears almost instantly. One of Seraphina’s little minions.
“Go ahead,” Professor Sofiel says, her red-painted lips curved into a smile that looks anything but inviting.
“What do you think God would have done to a gray-winged angel?” she asks, and the class snickers. My ears turn hot as I feel several pairs of eyes turn to look at me, but I ignore them.
“That’s enough, students. Fantastic question, Temperance. Given what we know of God’s will in his final days, I believe he would have eradicated that being, along with any other non-Pure angel.”
This only causes the class to burst into laughter once more. I sit there in utter shock. How could a professor even say those things, especially with me sitting in her class? Does she not care at all what that implies?
“Quiet, now. As I was saying. The Archangels devised a plan to overthrow God and save us. They worked tirelessly and in secret, trusting only themselves and a few Pure angels to ensure nothing of the plan would get back to God before they could secure it. Despite the Archangels’ efforts, they lost many that day. God’s might was powerful, but in the end, it was no match for the joined forces of the Archangels. For the duration of class, I’d like you to finish reading chapter five and complete the questions at the end of the chapter.”
I give the assignment my utmost attention, if only to ignore the whispers. At least their cruel words serve me in some way. I’ll finish these questions before class is over and won’t have to work on them tonight.
The rest of the period passes quickly, and I’m finishing up the last question just as class ends.
