Recently orphaned and alone, the winged elf Alec wants nothing more than to return to his childhood home one final time and succumb to his nostalgia and grief. But his quest home leads him straight into the arms of a dove-winged, wounded angel ... with human captors in hot pursuit.<br><br>After one magical night together, the two soulmates are united in love. Alec's angel becomes a cupid, transforming his grief into affection and love. But Alec has a secret that keeps him from telling his soulmate how he feels, and he lets his angel slip through his fingers.<br><br>As his family grows around him, Alec's nest remains empty and cold. Without his soulmate, Alec nears his end. Can he find his angel before it's too late, or will heaven be forever out of his reach?

Not an Angel, But a Cupid

Alec was ripped from the dreamless Void by the piercing wails of a sobbing woman. He tried to fight consciousness, snuggling deeper into the womb of sleep, but her incessant cries roused the empathy within him. He gave a sigh of regret as the tree’s roots receded, blearily rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, and shuffled his stiff joints towards the front door.


A cloaked woman was frantically clawing through the earth at the base of the tree, scooping out handfuls of soil as she wept. As Alec emerged from the tree, she collapsed upon the ground, pressing her face into the dirt as she sobbed.


Alec cleared his throat uncomfortably. “May I help you, milady?” he asked awkwardly.


Alec’s breath caught as he stared into her golden eyes. Although red and puffy from crying, her eyes pierced through him, evoking memories of the past. She had the same eyes as his cupid.


Alec shifted uncomfortably, then repeated, “May I help you, milady?”


Chapter 11