Third Person's POV Azrael finally turns around to face Blake and he quickly lifts Azrael's shirt and runs his hand over the area the wound was. However the wound was already healed. He dropped the shirt, then took Azrael's face in his hands. Blake's eyes searched his face, Azrael's hands came up and he placed them on Blake's. "I'm okay, I can't die from a knife like that. Not unless it hits my heart." "That scared me!.... I thought you were...." "No, I'm perfectly fine! He could have shot me in the stomach, or even the chest and I would not have died. The only thing that can kill me is if you pierced my heart, removed my head or drained me of all my blood.... Well and burning. I suppose you could burn me alive, but you'd have to chain me down. Because as soon as the ropes that bound me burned, even if my hair and skin have been severely burned, I could still get away and it would heal... You wouldn't even be able to tell I was ever burned after a few feedings." "Damn!" Blake sa

Ian's POV For the second morning in a row I woke up surprised to see Silas sleeping with me. I really thought I would be a rejected mate and be in pain right now instead of laying here beside him. Laying here looking down at his handsome face as he sleeps. He looks like a completely different person when he sleeps. When he's awake, he's this strong, closed off person with a hard face or completely emotionless. But when he sleeps, he looks so peaceful and relaxed. He looks so gentle and kind. I lay here next to him with my chest resting against him and my head propped up on my hand as I look down at him. This time he has no shirt on and I can feel his chest against mine. I let my hand roam against his skin, feeling the rise and fall of his muscles as I lightly trace them with my fingertips. I was mesmerized, watching my fingers trace his skin, that I didn't realize he was awake. I froze when I looked up and saw Silas staring at me. He was so quiet, he never made a noise nor di

Third Person's POV Because of the blood bond Silas has with Azrael, he felt his pain and he felt the guardians taking him. He knew it was them because he recognized Josephine's ability. Only two people can cause that type of pain and he knows Renwick's not there. That only leaves Josephine. Ian held on for dear life as Silas raced back to Thaddeus's. He reached Thaddeus's territory in just over 20 minutes and another 5 minutes to make it to the exact spot where they took Azrael. He sat Ian down next to Blake, who was on the ground crying. Silas stood in front of them, staring off in the direction they left with Azrael. He took a few steps in that direction before he dropped to his knees and his face dropped into his hands. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry Azrael!" Silas whispered. Silas and Azrael share a blood bond, but not the kind you make with a life partner. It's the kind you make if you are a guardian, a lead guardian like Silas and you choose your partner to work with. It's

Third Person's POV "Here, rub him down with this now." Addison hears Angelica say to Maddox as she passes a bowl of a warm thick salve she just prepared for Lucian. Even though it's already been 5 days, Addison's heart still breaks when she looks at Lucian and sees what he's going through. Neither Maddox, nor Addison had ever heard of such a thing, then again they didn't know Angels were still around until they stumbled across theirs. Lucian had shed all his feathers and all the skin on his wings, along with all the skin on his entire body. As the body regenerates and grows new skin, the old skin is forced to peel and fall off. The new skin is extremely delicate and painful, even to the touch. It's thin, red and dries extremely fast. If it's not kept moisturized with the mixture that Angelica has made, his new skin will dry crack bleed and peel off. Which has already happened twice. Right now they're trying to heal the bloody cracks that happened 4 hours ago. Lucian suddenly

Third Person's POV Silas walked out onto the back patio, he paused to take in the scenery. The sun had already set, there was a little fire going in the backyard and they had strung little fairy lights off the patio. There was some quiet music playing and Ian's parents were dancing in the backyard. Silas saw Ian leaning against one of the pillars at the end of the patio. He leaned against it with a smile on his face as he watched his parents dance. His Father spins his dad before pulling him back into his arms while he laughed. Silas quietly walked up behind Ian then slipped his arms around his waist and pulled his back flush against his chest. He leaned down and pressed his nose against his neck and took a deep breath in before pressing a soft kiss against the tender skin on his neck. "I'm so sorry for the horrible things I said when I first got here. And I'm so sorry for the way I spoke to you back at the pack house. I didn't mean to hurt you, it wasn't my intention. I was just