Her Dark Angel by Felicity Heaton Page A

diseases before she got the better of herself and stopped.
    Serenity coolly held Edward’s gaze. He glared at her, and then at Apollyon.
    “You did this to her,” he spat the words at Apollyon, his eyes dark with accusation. “You changed her.”
    “I only made her happy.” Apollyon pressed another light kiss to her shoulder. “It is all I want for her.”
    Edward’s eyes met hers again. “You think he loves you? I know his type, Serenity, and as soon as he’s bored with you, he’ll move on to someone better.”
    Serenity stepped out of Apollyon’s arms and up to Edward.
    “He is nothing like you.” She held his gaze, unafraid of the darkness in his eyes, feeling safe and strong with Apollyon so close to her. It was spiteful of Edward to say such things about Apollyon and to try to turn her against him and plant seeds of doubt into her head. Apollyon would never betray her. He had seen how much Edward had hurt her and had come to take her pain away, and at the same time had made her feel more loved than she ever had.
    Edward looked as though he was going to say something and then stormed away.
    Serenity turned and stepped into Apollyon’s waiting embrace and looked up at him. He placed his hands on her upper arms and then slid them around her, holding her close.
    “I think I hurt him enough. Let’s go home,” she said.
    There was a look in Apollyon’s eyes that unsettled her. They were bluer than usual and the pale flecks seemed to brighten as she stared at them, until his eyes were almost glowing. His jaw tensed and he looked over her head towards Edward’s table.
    “Not yet,” he muttered and moved her aside.
    She placed herself in front of him again, arms outstretched to block his path. “What are you doing?”
    “Having my vengeance.” He looked down at her. “Do not worry. I will settle this in a mortal way and with mortal strength. My powers were limited the moment I decided to fight a human.”
    She still didn’t like the sound of that and she wasn’t about to let him get into a fight because of her. She had no doubt that he could best Edward but she didn’t want it to come down to violence. Edward knew to leave her alone and he knew the pain she had gone through because of him. It didn’t have to come down to a fist fight.
    Apollyon evaded her when she tried to grab his arms and walked past her, heading straight for Edward on the other side of the low-lit club. Edward stood as Apollyon approached and Serenity hurried to keep up with him, darting through the waitresses and patrons.
    Before Edward could even finishing standing, Apollyon launched his right fist at him, caught him hard across the jaw, and sent him crashing to the ground.
    Serenity gasped and stared at Edward, afraid that Apollyon was wrong about his powers being limited and would have seriously injured him. Edward groaned, rubbed his cheek and got to his feet.
    The fight erupted before she could intervene. Edward launched himself at Apollyon, who ducked out of reach of the punch and came back with a solid left of his own. Edward stumbled backwards and Apollyon advanced, his larger build making Edward look tiny in comparison.
    Apollyon’s wings blocked her view of his next attack. She didn’t want to watch but couldn’t tear her eyes away as they fought, both landing punches and grabbing at each other. Edward’s friends didn’t seem to know what to do either. They all stood to one side, crowded around the table, and the women who had been entertaining them were gone.
    Serenity turned towards the doors of the club when she sensed danger. Three burly men dressed in smart black clothing were coming at them fast. Security. She turned back in time to see Apollyon slam his right fist into Edward’s stomach, causing him to double up, and then strike him hard across the jaw with a left hook.
    Edward hit the dirty club floor and sprawled out, his face covered in gashes.
    The security team grabbed Apollyon before she could reach