Chapter Forty
Harlee POV “I still say we kill her!” Shouted an Angel as we re-entered the main atrium of the church. I passed Leila off to Ash, fear getting the better of me. “Where’s Cael?” I whispered to Zeev who waved a hand vaguely. “What the heck does that mean?” I hissed and he responded with a grin. “It means our son is doing what he does best, using his abilities to his advantage.” Zeev smirked. I didn’t like it, and it made me uncomfortable that I couldn’t see him anywhere with a perceived threat in our midst. “Yes, well you feel free to make the first move, the rest of us will happily enjoy the free show.” Drawled Sam. “After all, all it takes is one touch for her to burrow into your essence. And once she’s in… she knows everything..” He waved a hand in bored invitation, palm ex
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