Chapter 132

Nathan almost fell face-first into the carpet. “Jesus,” he grumbled, steadying himself. “Talk about wham, bam, thank you, ma’am, the fucker.” He wiped at his mouth, still feeling the presence of that tongue and the taste of something he could only describe as sinister. He shuddered.

Jim stood from the sofa, and when Nathan turned to his brother he saw an expression that Jim usually only wore when Nathan had said a bad pun.

“What?” Nathan asked.

“That name. Malak? It means ‘angel’ in Arabic. I guess he was trying to be ironic.”

Nathan huffed. He realized then that Sasha hadn’t stood yet. He was still on the sofa. And he looked terrified. “Sasha…?”

“It’s just…uhh…well,Malakmeans something else too. It does mean angel, in Arabic and other languages. But for some, it means a very specific angel.” Sasha swallowed deep in his throat. “The first angel who fell. The same name as the king of all dark sidhe.”