House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

“Orderian? I heard Caidrian say something about them, and Advisors right?”

Kalbreal said, “Orderian are, all those who are part of the Angelic order, besides the Lightwatchers. Advisors are the prime leaders of the Lightwatcher’s.”

Caidrian cleared his throat, “Both my children together after all these years, embracing, Adonai has been good to us.”

Nathan looked at his father, with unhidden disgust, before he stormed off. Kalbreal sped off into the mist, no sooner, like a camera trick. One minute he’s there, then poof, gone. Except, this was very real, so much real, that his scent was left behind, musky and citrus, almost like grapefruit, not the cologne she smelt on William, like black rich aromatic coffee wrapped up in a decadent brand of honey, and drizzled with dried lilies, the recipe of seduction, her seduction, she thought.

The clearing of a throat brought her back from the forbidden thoughts that stirred her mind. Clare stared at Caidrian, trying very hard to keep her eyes from wandering. The way Nathan fled, and his admission of physically forcing a guy to his whim, was all she needed to know that playing juju with one another’s senses was not allowed, but curiosity was a power on its own, when she asked, with as much casualness that she could muster up, “What was that about?”

“Don’t worry about it, I’m off, Nadia will walk you back.”

Clare scanned the area, looking around the Bayou, to see where Nadia was. She hadn’t seen her when the people had hugged her. She never really had an opportunity to speak with the girl, she barely caught a glimpse of her. Finally, Clare spotted her sitting on a chair under the tree, near the lake. She waved when she saw Clare stare at her. She was just the person that Clare needed to speak to.

Clare kept her eyes strained on Nadia whilst she spoke to Caidrian, “Ya fine, see you later.”

She left Caidrian and made her way to Nadia, without so much as a backward glance. A lady stopped her, by standing in her way.

The female wore a white robe, “Hello, Clarebella, I am Valeri Draiken, your mother's sister.” She had a soft but daunting voice.

Clare stared at the lady, unashamedly sizing her up, and instantly hugged the woman, she didn’t know why she did it, but she did, and she was going to kill Nathan, but her fuzzy brain couldn’t explain the impulse of that either, urgh, she wanted to groan.

She took a few steps back. The woman did look like her mother, it was slight, but there, and she did have brown hair like Clare’s, she didn’t trust her feelings now that she was only conquering one emotion, so she said, “I can see the resemblance, I’m really glad to meet you, maybe we could have a talk sometime?”

Valeri smiled, sadly, “I’m a maker, we don’t see our family often, mostly in death, once we are initiated, relationships are forbidden, but Franchesca’s my sister, she never did anything without a cause, so I presume her death served one as well.” She said it looking past Clare. Clare turned to see Kalbreal standing further down.

She didn’t know what to tell Valeri, or how to? Her sister died protecting Her, so she settled with, “Thank you, Valeri,”

whispered into Clare’s ear, “You are a Draiken, you’ll be loved by many but feared by most, with fear comes

that conversation, the lady really needed to get out

thoughts, “Hello? I don’t have all day, let’s go, you can

“Who's Adam?”

sighed, “You just have to find out,” she pulled Clare

going toward the trees, as people

in questions to notice much, “I never had a chance to speak

don’t remember me, it’s really not important, I’m three years older than you, we hardly trained together, though we lived together, that’s it.”

road, in silence, when they reached the other side of the pathway, passing the bayou. The place was busy for

tall as Clare was

breasts. Whereas Clare’s was straight, with a solid B cup, which for an eighteen-year-old, with a small

Clare a tad bit self-conscious about her small figure, considering her height. Nadia’s posture made her body more pronounced. She wasn’t the prettiest thing in the world but she was attractive, with her shoulder-length

doing out so

we don’t stay here.” A few minutes passed, and she was ready to give up, there

someone’s killing our kind, so they’ve ordered a global search for the killer, besides who's going to

Nadia by any chance, do you have something else for me

at

a hill, away from the busy roads, “Why is everybody so tall, and I haven’t seen a fat person,

for the other descendants who aren’t Angelic, they also train like us, they have a purpose, it might

fallen Angels right, I thought it’s just a myth, but I guess not?”

children of Tempters get to choose their path, we don’t.” They turned right onto a road that read ‘Zoid Creek’,

lights that looked like floating metal lanterns, lighting

spotted Nathan on the top of the road. His arms opened as he screamed, in an over-exerted show of relief, “FINALLY, I thought you

“How would you function without me kicking