PENIELHis clothes were disheveled, and a long scratch marred his cheek. His cold eyes were wide, not with fear, but with a frantic, furious energy. In his hand, he held a long, curved knife.“Going somewhere, Luna?” he asked, his voice tight.As if on cue, we heard a long howl.Filled with anger and fury, and it was getting closer.Luciano was here. He had found us.Around us, the sounds of fighting only intensified. Snarls, the crash of bodies, furious growls, cries of pain.The Angel’s head snapped up, his facade finally cracking. His eyes went wide for a split second before they hardened.Surprise, then sharp understanding flashed across his face in quick succession.“He’s here,” I said, unable to keep the hope from my voice.The Angel’s eyes met mine. For a second, I saw pure, icy anger. Then it was gone, replaced by cold calculation. “Oh really?” He drawled.I barely had time to dodge, when he lunged. “I'm leaving with you!” He snarled.I pushed Elara behind me, “Don’t you know
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