The good thing is she isn’t with Hera or so the evil queen claimed. Still Hera was hunting her. I could see why. Artemis was a powerful mage, but could there be another reason?
“Cheer up bud, she’ll turn up. Didn’t you say you wanted her to leave?” Marcus asked.
I was glad we were back on talking terms even though he was a pain in my ass.
“I do,” I scratched my growing beard.
We were at Silver moon, a fae nightclub. We weren’t technically allowed to be here. We sat upstairs in the VIP lounge. If any high rank dinemus saw us we would be in deep shit. A hierarch like General Storm maybe but I’d met other angels mingling with the gorgeous fae women.
“So you want her back so you can send her away?” Marcus asked, taking a swing of some purple beer.
When he said it like that it sounded dumb. “I want to make sure she’s okay. She was taken and I don’t know where Orion took her.”
“You’re hooked man. You think you’re in love with her?”
It felt like a display of plates shattered in my he
