The Breeze

The calm gentle breeze sweeping from the tower's open window swept across the two of them. Some strands of Xen's hair fluttered against the soft winds, and Darius couldn't help but savor the addicting scent that wafter over his nose. 

Truly, he just couldn't get enough of her.

"An angel's blood?" he whispered out in curiosity, his nose still lingering on her hair as he waited for an answer. 

"Yes," his mate hesitantly nodded. "I… I got it from Mother, you see. I don't know exactly how or why it all happened though, just that, well…. I have some sort of power within me."

Darius couldn't believe what he was hearing. Angel's blood? From her mother? It was so peculiar that he wouldn't even believe it if it came from any other mouth. But this was Xen… His mate… She was opening up to her.

"And… what is this power then?" Darius cautiously asked.