Chapter 2
Dinah was flying. This was certainly different, flying with her own wings as opposed to flying with the wings of her weaponry suit. She could feel the cold breeze blowing through every feather, the strong force of wind pushing against her wings and pulling her shoulders back slightly. She felt a sensation in her muscles whenever she flapped her wings. These angel wings feel great! she thought.
She wondered if the sensation would be the same once she became used to these wings. Jael was right—simply having angel wings didn’t make her an angel, a position she had no intention of taking on. Working for Ciaran in investigative roles—or in anything having to do with chemicals—was what she did best and where she could contribute the most. She believed he would soon promote her to a c
