Betrayal
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Wearing a tuxedo, Raphael held out his elbow. “Ready?”
Heather hooked her arm through his, but she shook all the way to her toes. Whoever thought an Archangel would escort her down the aisle?
“I promise you I won’t bite,” he teased.
Blood rushed to her cheeks.
“You look lovely, Heather,” he said.
“Thank you.” Her heart beat wildly. God, was she having a heart attack?
She glanced down at her dress—a sleek, silk sleeveless white gown tapered at the middle. A silver looped belt encircled her waist. The same simple silver chain with Christ’s Cross hung around her neck. She half smiled at the power wielding inside. Her long silver dangling earrings brushed against her neck.
One of her ballerina shoes peeked out from under her gown, and the diamonds embedded on the shoes glittered from the morning sun. She would have worn plain silver pumps, but Scythe had given her these. Her angel of death could be quite persuasive. She smiled at his sinful argument. Her inner thighs were still sore.
Angelic music piped through the forest and the trees swayed to the rhythm.
Holding her arm securely, Raphael led her down the padded forest. Her mother and sister stood smiling at her, but it was the angel in front that held her attention. Scythe was sexy hot in a tuxedo. His long hair flared over his shoulders and her fingers itched to run through his silky strands. He stared at her with those magnetizing silver eyes. Her breath caught in her throat. She pinched herself twice today just to make sure it wasn’t a dream, and she really was marrying one of the Angels of Death.
Glancing at Rosemary wearing another gypsy outfit and barefoot, Heather smiled. She was proud that her sister loved Break the Silence, a New York bestselling book Heather had written about Rosemary’s life. Finally, their relationship had healed. Hopefully, other children like Heather would learn how secrets destroy families. Now, her sister was happy, at peace.
Her mother stood next Rosemary. Here, she could pass for Heather’s twin, but Mother liked to dress. She had on a pearl white suit and pumps. Her black hair made the suit striking. Rosemary and Mother were inseparable. Both loved the pine forest and all the animals. Heather visited them at least once a month and gave into her mother’s insistence of getting married.
As she walked down the path, she was glued to the person marrying her and Scythe—none other than the Archangel Michael himself. Without Raphael by her side and Scythe waiting for her, she would have run screaming. Unlike Raphael, Michael seldom smiled and his quietness unnerved her, especially when wearing a tuxedo. He remained her of the Grim Reapers she’d seen in the Supernatural episodes. He opened up a black book and unfurled his white white wings that cast a dark shadow on the altar. A white aura burned around him like an ivory fire, highlighting his dark black hair pulled into a tight ponytail. His terrifying presence took her breath away. Scythe gave her a will-you-calm-down-smile and her tension lessened.
The only person missing was Blade. Michael had been tight lipped about him, but Raphael hinted that Blade’s angel-mate would help him repent. Those simple words eased Scythe’s troubles. She marveled at Scythe’s faith. He prayed every night at the painting she had done of Blade.
In the painting, Blade smiled and had Scythe’s same silver eyes. A white aura surrounded him and his white wings fanned about behind him. Scythe said this was Blade’s true form and he believed Blade would be returned to this state. He’d given her a wicked smile and told her not to underestimate the power of an angel-mate. Her angel-mate never failed to disappoint her.
At the altar, Michael gave her a tight smile. He actually was handsome, but nothing compared to Scythe’s handsomeness.
“Who gives away this woman?” Michael asked.
Her mother stepped forward. “I do.”
Heather gave her mother a nod. Raphael bowed. Scythe took her hand and squeezed. His touch doused all of her fears. She trusted him. He gave her back her sister and stood by her even when she was a raving drug crazed addict. Her love felt no bounds.
“We are gathered here to join this angel and his woman into Holy Matrimony. Let nothing in Heaven nor in Hell break this sacred union for eternity.”
Heather’s heart beat hard in her chest.
“Scythe, do you claim this woman as your angel-mate?”
“I do, Michael.” Possession flickered in his eyes and he gave her a sinful smile.
Heat flooded her cheeks as she recalled just how he had claimed her.
Michael glowered. As he faced Heather, his frown disappeared. “Heather, do you take Scythe to be your lawful wedded angel-mate?”
Heather cupped Scythe’s stubble cheek. “I promise body and soul to be his now and forever.”
“At the powers vested in me, by the one True Authority, you may kiss the bride,” Michael said.
“Finally.” Scythe grabbed her shoulders and crushed her against him. His lips covered hers and his tongue pushed open her mouth. Like the angel, his determined kiss was possessive and left her senses reeling. She clung to her Angel of Death and melted into his protective arms. Married to an angel? Who would have guessed?
About the Author
Award Winning Author M.L. Guida loves the paranormal. Even when she was four years old, she would watch the soap opera, Dark Shadows, and fell in love with vampires! Who wouldn't want a bite on the neck? Currently, she has two series with vampires: the Legends of the Soaring Phoenix and Vampires on Holiday. But she didn't stop there. Witches, dragons, angels, and demons are sprinkled throughout her books.
Today, she continues to love the preternatural and watches Supernatural, Paranormal Survivor, and A Haunting. Like Dean Winchester, she loves to write alpha males who aren't afraid to face the forces of evil.
M.L. lives in Colorado near the Rocky Mountains. She loves to take her cocker spaniel, Raven, for walks on the trails behind her house.
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