A fireball burning up the sky leads farmer Jason Thomas to the strangest thing he's ever found in his pumpkin patch. A man with wings. And no, he doesn't think it's an angel, no matter what his brothers say.<br><br>Taking the stranger into his home is hard. Keeping his heart from the stranger's hands? Harder. But everything in him calls to this being and Jason is so damned tired of only having his brothers at his back.<br><br>Castiel has no idea what this angel thing is, but the evil that knocked him out of the sky did him a favor. He’d heard the tales of his kin and their missions on Earth with envy and now he has the chance to experience it himself. Better yet, his mate takes him home. One small problem. Castiel has a duty and needs to find a way back. Of course it isn’t going to be that easy.

Sentinel

Jason struggled to help Castiel back to the bed, trusting Danny to keep their brothers out of the line of fire, so to speak. With a last awkward pivot, he tumbled Castiel back to sit. “Damn, those wings of yours can do some damage.” Breathless, Jason laughed.


Castiel had an unmistakable pout on his face, who looked more like a puppy then someone of his stature should. “I hurt.” He stated it with so much confusion that Jason cracked a wider smile. “Why do I hurt?”


“Oh hell. Haven’t you ever felt pain before?”


“I have never possessed a flesh and blood body before.” He raised a hand, clenching and releasing it for a moment. “It is very different.”


Chapter 7