The Fallen Ones (The Fallen Angels Series Book 1) by Katelyn Campbell Page B

would mean his end. She loves him so much and I feel so honored to
have her friendship after multiple lifetimes of her fearing the stories she
heard of me and what they would mean for her brother. I realize that none of
this is really tying together though “So, what does this have to do with him
kissing me?” she sits up straighter “Oh! Yes, so half breeds. Well, each of our
species was created for a purpose, humans to serve and care for the world
around them, Angels to protect the humans and demons to essentially be errand
boys for the Angels. They were supposed to act without thinking or feeling,
they don’t form any attachments, that is actually a characteristic limited to
humans, even Angels – as great as they are, do not form attachments to humans, they
may be amused by some people or proud of a job well done with others. But they
are transient by nature, they don’t die and humans do, so it is necessary for
them to remain unattached.” I realize what she is saying and interject “So you
are saying that Ephraim is not the marrying type then?”
    She
laughs at my question and then answers “Well, I should say not, but it is
deeper than that. He does care and have a strong sense of duty. He may even be
able to love – I’m not really sure honestly. But in the Angel world and the
Nephilim world, there is one thing that remains consistent, the ability to bond
ourselves to a mate. Some say it is of our choosing, others say that your mate
chooses you, it hasn’t happened in generations – and I have never experienced it,
so I don’t know what I think. But, your mate is supposed to invigorate you. Not
only do you love them, bond with them and produce children with them, but a
sense of faithfulness and obligation is sparked in you, you fiercely protect
one another and anchor each other. It is not just something Nephilim and Angels
want, it is something that we all need at some point or another, and once that
bond is created, it is not easily broken. In fact, I am not even sure if
breaking that bond is possible at all.”
    I realize
what she is saying and as much as it saddens me, I realize that it somehow
makes sense. The reason I can’t connect to him. It’s because somewhere my
psyche knows that it will need something more, something that he can’t offer
me. I don’t want that for him though, I want him to love and bond and mate.
    She
sees my troubled expression “I don’t see how this is bad news, Ilyana! This
means you can have the best of both worlds, his touches and kisses and
companionship, minus all of the messy attachments!” I am outraged at her
suggestion and immediately rise to my feet and my voice rises without even
trying, I point to the door “That man out there is worth something! Nephilim,
Half-Breed, demon or human – it doesn’t matter, he is important and I would never
use him, or anyone for that matter, like you are suggesting. I may not have
lived for 4000 years, I may not have traveled the world, but I know enough
about it to say that what you are suggesting is fundamentally wrong and could
only result in pain, not only for me, but for your brother!” I begin pacing the
room and she follows. She catches my eye and at first she is regarding my like
a rabid lion, but then she changes her tone and says something that I don’t
think either of us expect “You’re right, Doll. I am sorry. I didn’t mean to
sound callous and the last thing I want is for anyone to get hurt, I guess I
just thought that maybe Ephraim could get some fun out of it too, especially
since he will never be mated to anyone and eventually you will. Time has this
way of making you numb, you don’t see everything in black and white, it all
turns into a bunch of gray areas, but I can see why my thoughts might be a
little troublesome for you to swallow.”
    I
massage my temples and shut my eyes “I forgive you, Alya. I am the one that
should’ve kept my mouth shut, of course you wouldn’t want your brother