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“You’re right, I’m going to see her.” He gives me a wistful smile and salutes me with his drink. “Good luck.” Stepping out of the club, I make my way to my car. I can’t help but think about what I’m going to do. As I drive up to my hill, I take a couple of moments to contemplate my options. Even though Azazel’s advice is useful, I can’t help but feel trepidation build in my stomach. As if certain of what I should do, my wings strain for release. I don’t think as I unbutton my shirt and remove it. My wings expand behind my back, flexing and fluttering with relief. It’s been difficult to contain my wings lately. I guess if I had to describe it, I would say it feels like if you had your hands t

We happily greeted him, trying our best not to hiccup from all the shots we had done. Finally, Jean pulled away from the designs, admiring each one. Adelia's semi-colon butterfly was intricately done, the edges of the wing slightly frayed. Teagan's Medus was large and imposing, as she wanted it on her thigh. Jean kept quiet about the meaning of it but you could see the pity in his eyes when he looked at Teagan.

Freya I bit my tongue to stop myself from apologising, to stop myself from thanking him yet again. All that would do is give him mixed signals, and as much as I wished things could be different, i knew my place in the world and it wasn’t here playing princess to a delta. “Jackson, our head warrior, would like to speak to you if you feel up to it. I said I would ask but feel free to say no, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” He stated pointedly and I nodded.

Odin shouted out as he pointed behind me. I pulled away from Traian and walked over to the floor-length mirror. My eyes were jet black with gray swirling vortex instead of white, and it looked as if I had storm clouds circling my pupil. I turned to the side slightly and saw my new wings, they were stunning, not their usual white opaque sort of look, no, now they were a dark ash gray with a blue, green and purple sheen, like on a magpies wings. They were a lot larger than before and much more magnificent.

By chance, Fate, or just the divine intervention of Zeus, I ended up with this incredible man who is hot, great in bed, and so damn sweet. I still don’t know how, in the thousands of men that live in NYC, after only finding assholes, I found such a keeper. And trust me, I know all about the assholes that live in NYC. Between the assholes I met in college, like Alden Zachery Greenwood the Fourth. Insert snort and eye roll here. And massive line-crossing creeps like Trevor Hildebrant. I am beyond lucky to have Clay.

“The stronger the wolf, the more mates they can sustain bonds with. Four mates means you’re much more powerful than anyone knows.” Despite the indignation that coursed through me—having a fourth mate felt like a curse, not a blessing—part of me was curious about what this mysterious fourth mate might be like. Was he another cocky asshole like Lucas? Another brooding jerk like Rowan? Or something else entirely? But mostly, I just hoped I never ran into him. Three mates were already more trouble than I knew what to do with. “Can we continue training?” I asked. “I want to get stronger so I can figure out how to deal with the Elders.”

The images flashed uninvited in my mind. They made me want to be sick. Naomi’s voice cut through my thoughts again. Dragging me back to the horror. “I won’t let you near them,” she snapped, her finger jabbing at me. “Never.” “They’re all mine.” “As a matter of fact. Not only Alpha Theo and Alpha Harlan. The remaining two alphas are also mine.” I stared at her, stunned. My mouth fell open a little. The four of them…? The quadruplets?

“Then who are you marrying? Everyone knows you are madly in love with me. Do you expect them to believe you would choose someone else?” He tilted his head, mockery sharpening his voice. “Besides me, there is only the sixth son. Cassian, the broken-winged one. His wings were shattered in that griffin crash, and he has hidden in the shadow halls ever since. Some say he will never fly again. Some say other things are broken too. What will you do, Elena? Spend your life with an angel who cannot even lift himself into the sky?” The hall laughed again. Just then, Cassian Seraphiel appeared at the entrance in a wheeled chair, pushed by an attendant. His face was pale, and his dark cloak covered the

“You are my guardian angel in human form, Hunter. You may be wingless… but you’re just as magnificent, just as beautiful as an angel would be. I love you.” “I love you more.” he said gently kissing my lips again. I raised a brow at him. “Really? How could you be so sure that you love me more?” He gave me a playful grin. Then in a serious voice, he said, “Because I traded my wings just to be with you, beautiful.” As we kissed again under the stars and the lovers’ moon, I vowed to prove him wrong. I have the rest of our lives to show him that I love him… exactly as much as he loves me.