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

‘‘Exactly,” Castiel answered with a smile of his own, pleased that this young man understood. “Humans do not think they have true mates?”


Levi mulled the question over for long minutes. “Not the way I’m guessing you mean. Sometimes we meet someone that feels like we belong to each other for all eternity, but we can’t know for sure.”


“Have you found such a one?” He could not help but be curious. Except for knowing about Levi’s job as a fashion designer and that his soul was a dancing pulse of light, the young human was very private.


“Maybe.” The cryptic smile revealed nothing, of course, though Castiel could almost taste the smitten air that surrounded Levi like a well-loved cloak. Then the human glanced at the band on his wrist and got off the bed. “Now shoo. I have deadlines to meet and no more time to entertain your questions.”


“Wait!” Castiel slid off the stool, wing almost bumping the table in his haste. “What should I do about Jason?”


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