Chapter 49

Sidling up behind Luce, Gabe ran one hand across the bottom of an inky wing, ruffling the feathers. Luce spun around and locked eyes with him—Gabe felt the hunger swell inside and couldn’t stop himself from leaning close, pressing his hips against Luce’s leg. Into Luce’s ear he whispered, “I want you.” Luce took one look at Gabe’s broad chest and simply nodded. They left the party.

But the angels gathered in the rotunda now were not here for a jovial reason. A look of bloodlust clouded their eyes, and Gabe felt his heart twist as two lesser angels grabbed his arms and pulled him away from Luce. He saw two more angels dragging Luce away, and Luce’s dark, frightened eyes pierced deep into Gabe’s soul.