Chapter 8: Continued

“Thank you all for meeting and especially you, Daeva for inviting me to your bar. I know that I have been distant” I began but got distracted by a scarred eye brow shooting up above my favorite green eyes. “Okay, more than distant” I continued “but things have been calm and stable lately.

I would like for us to be more involved to ensure that the calm stays. It is not my wish to drag you away from your lives” I said, leaning my head towards Daeva. I was so close I could smell her. She smells like rain in hell and fire in heaven, and I definitely just “pitched a tent” as the humans would say. “Um” I stumbled a bit “but I do wish that we share more and create a system to prevent uprisings.”

Everyone else was nodding along except for Daeva whose jaw hadn’t unclenched for an instant and eyebrows still furrowed. “Sooo. You met us after 2,300 years to say that you want to be pals.” I gave Daeva a smirk, gold eyes again, oh maybe that’s my favorite color. “Pretty much. But I do need to ensure our alliance stands and that everyone will remain loyal to the humans and order itself” I replied, giving her the best stern glare that I could muster at her adorable face.

I took my time looking her over again. She was perfectly tanned with impossibly curly brown hair, sharp cheekbones and a perfectly oval face. She was absolutely stunning. Her green eyes were perfect, but watching her eyes swirl could easily become my new favorite past time. She was nearly a foot shorter than me but still seemed like she would fit perfectly beside me. The scar on her face made me immediately angry, and I would definately be destroying whoever did it if they weren't already.

The pull that the fates had put on us was imposibly strong. It felt like what Acheros had described to me about Ziggy but ten times more intense. The rip in her shirt almost perfectly matched her eye, and I found myself wondering how easily I could rip it open. She looked ready for a fight, not in a dress, like the others but still looking feminine and sexy. I already wanted to protect her and wrap myself up in her, but I needed to make her angry first and I had a feeling that it was going to hurt.

I had planned to do this all along, but seeing the pained look on her face was almost too much for me. I didn't realize that she would be the one that the fates had chosen for me. I had no reason to belive that. Instead of a pull, our entire existance was spent away from eachother. Like the magnets that were supposed to be pulling us together were facing the wrong way. I wanted to take it back and tell her that I believe her and tell her everything I knew about the new threats.

No, I needed to do this. Her existance has been mostly a cruel one, one I felt responsible for, but I could not let that cloud my judgment. If she was not on our side, the world would be over. Humans would be extint. I could not allow that. The others I could handle if they flipped, but only with her on my side.

Her eyebrow shot up in indignation, “why would you assume any of our loyalties have changed? If anything you have spent the least time with them if rumors are to be believed.” Again, that mouth. Perfection. “I have spent plenty of time with your ‘pea brains’ miss Morana, more than I could allow rumors to say.” I winked down at her as I finished, I couldn’t help it. Red eyes again, is she always this indecisive? “Daeva, and I won’t say it again.” Her demon said, at least I thought it was her demon. “And Daeva,” I said, drawing her name out, “you are the one that likes watching them fight so much. I will believe your words but please understand my concern.” She was losing the fight to her demon now.

Maybe Roo was right, she loves these humans. “Fights are needed. They’re necessary. I put a stop to more than I start, thank you, and if you were around more you might know that. I own a bar in every continent, in every country, just to be around them. How fucking dare you accuse me of a change in loyalty when all I have ever done is protect them." I might be in more trouble than I expected.

“Daeva,” Than started. “No, you fuck off. You all know what I think about humans. Hell I would take them over angels any day. Maybe I’ll go downstairs and show you just how much I like them” she was on a roll, but that part had me feeling possessive.

I clenched my jaw and fists on the table, deepening my glare at her on accident. “Princess,” Ziggy started but was interrupted the same as Than by the continuing rant by Daeva. “You haven’t shown any interest in most of us, hell you haven’t met some of us and now you come in questioning my loyalty to the ones I have spent my ENTIRE existence protecting” she was all but yelling now, her demon shaking below the surface. “Miss Morana p-“ I started, but that was the worst thing I could have said. “AND WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY ABOUT CALLING ME THAT!”

She roared and her wings finally made it into view, I only caught a glimpse of them before being flung from the booth through the patio doors with a crass, shattering the glass around me. So bloodshed it is. I released my wings as she stomped over to me, her eyes still gleaming red. Maybe Red is my new favorite color. I took off my jacket and started to roll up my sleeves. My wings were out, hers weren't but her emotions were everywhere.

Anger, fear, is that regret? There was one more that I couldn’t quite place but as she got closer I could see she was about to start saying something. For fear of another lecture I started walking towards her. I was inches away from her now and I heard her breathing hitch for a moment and I wanted nothing more than to put my lips on hers, but I figured that I would give her what she wanted. I stepped closer and leaned down to her ear before sayng “if that’s your wish then, *miss Morana*”. I grabbed her by the hips and threw her up in the air to fly double the height of her own tower. I’m looking forward to this.