Saving Her Angel (Archangels) by Missy Jane

wives know about us, and no, those two are no longer angels. They both chose to fall , allowing their wives to take the place of us—my brothers and myself. It’s something angels rarely choose to do, but it’s allowed.”
    Annoyance filled her. “Are you reading my mind right now?”
    “No. We only do that under the direst of circumstances.”
    “So, you’ve never done that with me before?”
    “I’ve certainly been tempted.” He grinned and kissed her nose. “But no. I haven’t.”
    They walked into his large living room. Uri and Sel were there, and their presence alone kept her from questioning Cam further. Each one nodded at her before turning their attention to Cam.
    “Mike is on his way,” Sel said. “We’ve strengthened the wards on your house, but the fact remains that they shouldn’t have even known where to find you.”
    “Who?” Eleanor asked.
    The men looked at her, then at Cam. He blew out a breath and motioned toward the sofa. “Have a seat.”
    Annoyance filled her, and she crossed her arms over her chest, stubbornly staying in place. “No. Just give it to me straight. What the hell is going on?”
    Sel chuckled and Uri smirked, but Cam looked anything but amused. “We’re not 100 percent certain, okay? Something attacked the house, and I don’t know why, but chances are good it was to get to you.”
    All the blood in her body drained to her feet, and she swayed.
    “Shit.” Cam grabbed her arms. “Don’t faint on me again.”
    That strengthened her backbone in a heartbeat, and she shoved him away. “I’m not going to faint. I don’t think.” She looked at his brothers. “Are you two staying here?”
    They nodded.
    “We all are for the moment,” Sel said and motioned to the sofa. “So you may as well get comfortable.”
    The fight drained out of her, especially since she had no real reason to argue against these men. They were the good guys, her protectors. She just wished she knew from what and why it was necessary.
    All of them found spots to sit. The living room had one window, and the glass appeared to have already been cleared away. She couldn’t imagine the state of the rest of the house, but the brothers didn’t seem too concerned about it.
    “You heard the assembly,” Sel said.
    “Yes. Mike really thinks he can make a difference talking to any of them individually?” Cam asked.
    His brothers shrugged.
    “It’s worth a try,” Uri said. “We need all the help we can get, even if it’s only with them reporting what they see.”
    “Are there angels who will simply watch evil happen and do nothing?” Eleanor blurted out.
    All three men looked at her, and fear skittered down her spine. Cam said it was okay that she knew, didn’t he?
    He opened his mouth but hesitated, while Uri sat back.
    Sel seemed embarrassed but finally replied. “Yup. That about sums up what a Watcher is, Eleanor. Strictly speaking, that’s all they were created to do. Watch the humans and do no harm to them. Other than those two directives, they were given no other real rules or regulations.”
    She breathed more easily and blinked a couple of times as she tried to wrap her brain around that one. “Wow. But doing nothing in the face of evil seems so wrong. It almost seems like giving permission.”
    Uri chuckled humorlessly. “And therein lays the great debate among angels. Do something, or do nothing? It’s the one thing we can’t seem to agree on.”
    “And what does God say?”
    They all looked uncomfortable with that question and shared a long glance before Cam faced her again. “We haven’t heard from the Source of All Creation in a very long time. So I guess the answer would be…nothing.”
    “Hmm.” What a disturbing thought. Unfortunately, her mind was already crowded with too many other bothersome events to give much credence to that one for the moment.
    “There are a couple of other things we really need to talk about.”
    Dread snaked down her spine, but she brushed