with wonder and suspicion, “By any means Cam`ael. That means, however, you typically engage in physical or ethereal contact with women sexually.” Drakael clarified as if he read my mind.
“And if she offers herself to me first?” I smirked just to provoke him.
We both knew that more than likely; she would, and he knew why. With my being a demon, I knew Drakael hated that I wasn’t cursed to look like a horned animal, a terrifying beast or an abomination that many people assumed demons looked like.
Truthfully, many of the dark fallen did resemble those things…but I was an exce ption. Being beautiful and striking had truly been my curse and Elohim had his reasons for my own particular punishment.
“That is why you want to meet her in person. I knew it! I told Elohim, but he has already made his dec ision.”
“Was it his to have you shadow me as well?”
“I have to go anyway. Shadowing you was an extra task I volunteered for.” Drakael replied smugly.
“How about volunteering to go with me to locate those divine chosen? I could use a decoy…or bait.” I offered with sarcasm and a smile.
Morning Star’s territory and domain is infested with negative, forbidding vile and evil energy with millions upon millions of dark fallen in all forms swarming around— not to mention of course Morning Star himself. Drakael wouldn’t stand a split second of a chance at survival, and he knew it too, which is why he said nothing.
“I didn’t think so.” I flatly noted with a raised brow of mockery at his cowardice.
Though I was grateful for receiving permission, I didn’t understand why I couldn’t tell her what I was let alone having to kill any divine ones myself first. If it was to test my loyalty and obedience, Elohim already knew he had that from me so what was the point?
Well, past Drakael spying, I guess I had no problems with any of those conditions; after all… she still had her own free will and choices to make too.
“So what are your restrictions?” I then asked him with a nod of my head in his direction. I was irritated already but more with him because I didn’t need a background babysitter as if I possessed no self- control or discipline when it came to mortal women— Well, I’ll give him that concern but the idea of it being Drakael of all angels had me seething.
“I am not allowed to reveal or offer a hint as to what you are. That is something she will have to realize and see on her own, which I doubt won’t take long given your… subtle and benevolent demeanor and a ttitude.” Drakael gave a side smirk of sarcasm.
I exhaled sharply and slowly to audibly display my annoyance with him, but it only made his grin widen.
“Maybe you should focus your energies and concerns on other divine chosen…you know either watching them die or be taken?” I then commented.
He shook his head in disapproval, but I didn’t care.
This time he whipped out his pure white plumes in preparation to fly away without another word or comment regarding my last remark.
I scowled at him.
“You’d better make sure you don’t leave any of your stray feathers behind, and I mean that.” I pointed at him and then the ground.
“Are you sure you don’t want to keep any in reme mbrance?” Drakael smiled as his wings flapped, and he began slowly ascending into a hover.
“I still have plenty of my own.” I said flatly in a warning tone.
Drakael chuckled, “Still obsessively the cleanest of them all Cam`ael I find that an amusing yet an honorable irony.” He commented.
Forget unleashing darkness unto him, needing to assuage myself by lunging for and beating the holier-than-thou shit out of him with my bare fists was maddening.
Just then a growing, loud rustle and flapping of wings were swiftly approaching, and I stiffened for a moment, my guard rising. I glanced out into the distance and recognized the signature. I immediately relaxed.
“Are you sure you don’t want to
“And if she offers herself to me first?” I smirked just to provoke him.
We both knew that more than likely; she would, and he knew why. With my being a demon, I knew Drakael hated that I wasn’t cursed to look like a horned animal, a terrifying beast or an abomination that many people assumed demons looked like.
Truthfully, many of the dark fallen did resemble those things…but I was an exce ption. Being beautiful and striking had truly been my curse and Elohim had his reasons for my own particular punishment.
“That is why you want to meet her in person. I knew it! I told Elohim, but he has already made his dec ision.”
“Was it his to have you shadow me as well?”
“I have to go anyway. Shadowing you was an extra task I volunteered for.” Drakael replied smugly.
“How about volunteering to go with me to locate those divine chosen? I could use a decoy…or bait.” I offered with sarcasm and a smile.
Morning Star’s territory and domain is infested with negative, forbidding vile and evil energy with millions upon millions of dark fallen in all forms swarming around— not to mention of course Morning Star himself. Drakael wouldn’t stand a split second of a chance at survival, and he knew it too, which is why he said nothing.
“I didn’t think so.” I flatly noted with a raised brow of mockery at his cowardice.
Though I was grateful for receiving permission, I didn’t understand why I couldn’t tell her what I was let alone having to kill any divine ones myself first. If it was to test my loyalty and obedience, Elohim already knew he had that from me so what was the point?
Well, past Drakael spying, I guess I had no problems with any of those conditions; after all… she still had her own free will and choices to make too.
“So what are your restrictions?” I then asked him with a nod of my head in his direction. I was irritated already but more with him because I didn’t need a background babysitter as if I possessed no self- control or discipline when it came to mortal women— Well, I’ll give him that concern but the idea of it being Drakael of all angels had me seething.
“I am not allowed to reveal or offer a hint as to what you are. That is something she will have to realize and see on her own, which I doubt won’t take long given your… subtle and benevolent demeanor and a ttitude.” Drakael gave a side smirk of sarcasm.
I exhaled sharply and slowly to audibly display my annoyance with him, but it only made his grin widen.
“Maybe you should focus your energies and concerns on other divine chosen…you know either watching them die or be taken?” I then commented.
He shook his head in disapproval, but I didn’t care.
This time he whipped out his pure white plumes in preparation to fly away without another word or comment regarding my last remark.
I scowled at him.
“You’d better make sure you don’t leave any of your stray feathers behind, and I mean that.” I pointed at him and then the ground.
“Are you sure you don’t want to keep any in reme mbrance?” Drakael smiled as his wings flapped, and he began slowly ascending into a hover.
“I still have plenty of my own.” I said flatly in a warning tone.
Drakael chuckled, “Still obsessively the cleanest of them all Cam`ael I find that an amusing yet an honorable irony.” He commented.
Forget unleashing darkness unto him, needing to assuage myself by lunging for and beating the holier-than-thou shit out of him with my bare fists was maddening.
Just then a growing, loud rustle and flapping of wings were swiftly approaching, and I stiffened for a moment, my guard rising. I glanced out into the distance and recognized the signature. I immediately relaxed.
“Are you sure you don’t want to
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