For the first time since becoming an angel, she feared what would happen next.
When they reached the farmhouse, Tristan set the Arthur’s daughter down. “Your parents have aged. You have aged. But they love you still. They are upstairs. Find them and unite with them.”
Tears tracked down her cheeks. “Thank you.”
Without looking back, the woman raced into the house.
And then, the three demons were staring at her. “We have to go, or they’ll send us back to the demon-realm.”
She slid from Daniel’s arms, her feet hitting the porch. Her legs trembled, but held.
What should I do? Can I really just let them go?
“You’re... you’re demons.”
Mark nodded. “I know you might not believe us, but you don’t know the truth. Demons aren’t all bad, Surcy. We’re not. We should never have been sent to the demon-realm.”
Her head swam. The angels were getting closer.
If I let them go, I’m accepting that they aren’t bad. Which... which changes everything.
From the moment she met them, nothing they’d done fit with what she’d been told of demons. They’d been kind and gentle.
What’s real? What I’ve been told, or what I’ve seen?
“Go,” she said, then pointed. “That way. They’re coming from the other side. I’ll distract them.”
“Will you protect the Arthurs?” Mark asked, hesitating.
She nodded. Even with their lives on the line, they’re worried about humans they barely know.
I’ve made the right decision.
“Tell the Arthurs where we went,” Daniel added, his words made of steel. “I won’t have them thinking more people they loved just disappeared.”
Her heart squeezed. God, you’re amazing. “I promise.”
They started down the porch.
Tristan looked back at her. “There’s a clock tower in Grand Rivers. Maybe we’ll see you there one day.”
She said nothing, but her heart flipped. Is he really telling me how I can find them again?
Their gazes held for one moment, and then they ran. She watched them until they disappeared in the woods. Pushing herself away from the porch, she stumbled down the steps and moved as far away from the farmhouse as she could.
When she collapsed onto her knees, she called her soul-blade to her.
Frink, her commander, was at her side an instant later. “We sensed the demon-vermin. Where are they?”
She pointed in the opposite direction from the way they’d gone. “Just through there!”
“And you let them go?” he shouted, grabbing her shoulder so painfully she cried out. He pushed his face closer to hers. “If you ruin this after all I risked, after all I did, I’ll pluck every feather from your wings. Understand me?”
She nodded, staring in shock.
He took off, racing on foot, his soul-blade in hand.
Did... did Frink set this up? She’d never thought anything of his temper, his outbursts, or the ruthless way he punished his angels when angry. But now?
She watched him go, her head swimming.
Before she’d met the demons, her life as an angel was simple. Commands echoed through her mind and influenced every decision she made. But now? She’d actually disobeyed her orders. The commands... they no longer echoed through her mind.
I feel different.
More than an emotionless robot.
And that’s when it really dawned on her, that’s exactly how she’d been for too long, a mindless soldier and nothing else.
But she wasn’t that person any longer. Instead, she felt too much. Her chest ached, as if the three demons had reached inside her body and ripped out her heart. Or maybe they’d just awakened it... and left themselves within in, carving places for themselves within her.
Surcy clutched her arms against her chest, tears rolling down her cheeks. The demons had made her feel again. They had destroyed her entire belief system. And now they were gone.
Just like that.
She couldn’t actually seek them out. Could she? They had no future together.
And yet, the idea of spending eternity without them left her immobile for a long time. She may not have a future with them, but did she have a future without them?
The wind whistled through the trees and the moon rose in the sky, and still, Surcy knelt.
They said angels didn’t cry, but she did.
She cried for her lost life. For her lost faith. And for the questions she still had no answers for. And when she couldn’t cry any longer, she wiped the tears from her face and rose on trembling legs.
The Arthurs still needed her protection, and she would keep her promise to the demons.
And then, when I can, I’ll seek out Mark, Tristan, and Daniel.
She told herself she sought them out to know the truth, but as she walked toward the farmhouse, she couldn’t escape her thoughts of them. Of how they made her feel.
This isn’t love, she told herself. An angel could never love demons.
And yet, was that true? Or was it just another lie that angels told?
~Want more by Lacey Carter Andersen? Check out her HOT reverse harem involving kickbutt heroines and sexy gargoyles. Book one in this series of standalones is Medusa’s Destiny.~
Also By Lacey Carter Andersen
Mates of the Realms
Renegade Hunter *audiobook*
Cursed Hunter
Betrayed Hunter
Rebel Lover
Rebel Lies
Rebel Loss
Rogue Demon
Box Set I: Demon Hunter
Box Set II: Rebel Angel
Monsters and Gargoyles
Medusa’s Destiny *audiobook*
Keto’s Tale
Celaeno’s Fate
Cerberus Unleashed
Lamia’s Blood
Shade’s Secret
Shorts: Their Own Sanctuary
Shorts: Their Miracle Pregnancy
The Firehouse Feline
Feline the Heat
Feline the Flames
A Villainously Romantic Retelling
Worthy
Alternative Futures
Nightmare Hunter *audiobook*
Deadly Dreams *audiobook*
Mortal Flames
Twisted Prophecies
Box Set: Alien Mischief
An Icelius Reverse Harem
Her Alien Lovers
Her Alien Abductors
Her Alien Barbarians
Her Alien Mates
Collection: Her Alien Romance
Steamy Tales of Warriors and Rebels
Gladiators
The Dragon Shifters’ Last Hope
Stolen by Her Harem
Claimed by Her Harem
Treasured by Her Harem
Collection: Magic in her Harem
Harem of the Shifter Queen
Sultry Fire
Sinful Ice
Saucy Mist
Collection: Power in her Kiss
Standalones
Beauty with a Bite
Shifters and Alphas
Collections
Monsters, Gods, Witches, Oh My!
Wings, Horns, and Shifters
About the Author
Lacey Carter Andersen loves reading, writing, and drinking excessive amounts of coffee. She spends her days taking care of her husband, three kids, and three cats. But at night, everything changes! Her imagination runs wild with strong-willed characters, unique worlds, and exciting plots that she enthusiastically puts into stories.
Lacey has dozens of tales: science fiction romances, paranormal romances, short romances, reverse harem romances, and more. So, please feel free to dive into any of her worlds; she loves to have the company!
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