SHAMSHIEL
I breathed out deeply and ran my hands through my hair, pulling it back into a low ponytail. This woman was driving me absolutely insane, the pull to be near her was something instinctual. The Nephilim had warned me this could happen, but never did I think it would happen to me, especially since it rarely happened in the first place to the Nephilim, much less an angel. Verity was something incredible, and I knew it the second I laid eyes on her. Her raven-colored hair matched the inky black of mine, deep green curious eyes, and full pink lips; I groaned. She was exquisite. The original plan had been to simply hold the Hunters off, knocking them out and returning them to base or until they gave up, then I saw her. I knew her name immediately and felt the invisible cord connecting
