House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

“Do you need reminding of what you truly look like, without my generosity?”

Her eyes glanced widely at him, she snarled, “You wouldn’t, we have been kind to you and your siblings for years.”

“Years, are not enough! As long as I possess the power to undo that falsified beauty of yours, you will be in my debt.”

The queen’s face rippled and etched with hopelessness as she sat on a throne made of tinted red glass.

The bottom of her cream dress gathered at her feet, she sighed, “I don’t have a choice, you not the only one we’ve made deals with. Being ugly is a small price to pay for staying alive and getting fed, so if you are going to threaten me, then so be it.”

Liam remarked, turning his back to Arexandra. “Ah, He knows what I did.”

The door shut, with a loud angry bang as Alexa stormed in. Her hair was back to blonde, her beady black eyes wild with fury. “Maybe if you did what you were created to do mother, then you wouldn’t have to make so many deals, especially not ones with the devil.”

She was wearing Garde clothes or, as Calub always called it, ‘disturbing brown leather garments.’ Swords, daggers and her famous two guns strapped up around her thighs and waist, in her very own private style of chain and leather weapon satchel.

Alexa’s eyes reached Liam, as she blatantly dismissed her mother, “He hasn’t arrived yet, we’ve got time. Once we reach the main gates, we have to run east.”

“No, we fight.” He turned his back to both mother and daughter, “I never run from Tempters, especially when they’re after me.”

The queen stood up, “Alexandra you would betray your own kind so easily?” her eyes dark, as she growled angrily, “If you choose to side with him, you betray us all. You would have no place as an Elvan, you could never return.” When Alexa ignored her, Arexandra exploded, “You forget how the Lightwatchers treat the Fuized, you wouldn’t be any different, they would never fully accept you.”

Alexa walked up to her mother and stood directly in front of the snarling queen, expressionless and confident, “I already have no place, I’m not like you either, but I’m doing what I was made to do. I’m a star with the blood of an Angel, I was made to kill demons, and drink their blood, maybe if you just did the same mother..”

Her mother gripped her arm, which was just wicked in Liam’s opinion. BUT Liam decided not to intervene, he knew about having a mother once. He missed him, she was most kind and nurturing in her own way, nothing like Arexandra. The Elvan queen was clearly crazed and self-centred.

She paused, her back faced to Liam, and bound herself by ancient words, “I follow your

chin, as a silent bye to Arexandra, and stated,

didn’t look back as she

was about time she stood up for

door, darkness now filled the air around them, but Liam knew that

the whole meeting. His sister was always the prevention type, nobody hated fixing anything as much as she did, “Clare got

spying from afar before Clare arrived, Raphael knows who's Franchesca’s son.”

he’ll be able to track the boy before Raphael, that kid must stay safe, he’s

on reaching his sister, the voice swallowed itself inside his mind, “I’m busy, the Tahore isn’t going to track itself, I’m close.

you see her. It’s time, do it quickly, but be

to Alexa who barely held it together, he knew he was going to regret this, but… “You can stay with us

he could feel the relief the gesture brought her. He knew she wouldn’t last with the Fuized in Khiron, she loved the war and adrenaline too much for that. Liam was no fool, he knew the Lightwatchers would ignore her talents, and keep her as a Garde. It was the highest they ever allowed Fuized to go. Alexa was a born killer, keeping her in detective work was a waste, and Liam hated wasting, especially when its uses were vast.

two of them moved forward, through the crowds of Elvan, whilst street lamps lit

getting closer by the minute,

brightly, he knew it would change in the hours that

know something you already suspect is certain.” She smiled her

walked closer to her, whilst his expression gave nothing away, he snorted, “I don’t

your mind eventually, we all say such, look at my sister, died in the heart of the battle for that she loved, or Azazy-el poised into helping us for the protection of a son, who doesn’t even know he has a Tempters blood in his veins. Or myself,

“Dukael’s at the stone market with Ulaidea.”

“That’s going to be

“Ex-lover, she’ll be staying with us as well,