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 path William Blackwyll,”

as a silent bye

look back as she walked out the door knowing

it was about time she stood up for herself, “The Asguardians want my blood too.”

of the castle door, darkness now filled the air around them, but Liam knew that look in Alexa’s eyes, she said, “I was at the meeting

as much, Jullie kept a close eye on Clare during the whole meeting. His sister was always the prevention type, nobody hated fixing anything as much as she did, “Clare got her

just that, I was spying from afar before

he’ll be able to track the boy

itself inside his mind, “I’m busy, the Tahore isn’t going to track itself, I’m close. Oh and Clare’s

hurdles, I’m gonna be late, lemme know when you see her. It’s time, do it quickly, but

barely held it together, he knew

him and nodded, 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

forward, through the crowds of Elvan,

are getting closer by the minute, I suspect he feels for her.”

glowing brightly, he knew it would

already suspect is certain.” She smiled her teeth white and straight, annoyingly so, “She’s different from your usual taste, but she’d make a fine consort by your side.”

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

for the protection of a son, who doesn’t even know he has a Tempters blood in his veins. Or myself, willing to give up a prestigious title to fend for the

expressionless, “Dukael’s at the stone market

“That’s going to be

be staying with us as well,