Free The Demon Side by Heaven Liegh Eldeen

questions unless you’re ready to answer some yourself.” I turned my voice cold.
    “I don’t care anymore. I have nothing to hide from you. But it would appear there is more to you than you let on. I thought you didn’t remember anything.”
    “I don’t remember anything before coming to Earth. I first met Alastor in the early 1600s. He traveled through here a few times. I couldn’t stand him, but I thought he might help me remember what had happened to me, so I would let him stay for a while. Brother is just a term we use when talking to our own kind. We’re not actually brothers in the sense you’re thinking.”
    “Could have fooled me with the way you guys were talking. For a minute there, I thought you two were going to bust out some champagne and celebrate his newly found freedom.”
    “You understood us?” I was stunned. No human has ever had the ability to understand celestial tongues.
    “Yeah…why wouldn’t I?”
    “Because we weren’t speaking a tongue any human can understand. We were speaking the native language of our world, a unique blend of Sanskrit and Aramaic.”
    “Well, Ra-ha-whatever he called you, I understood all three of you plain as day.”
    “The name is Rahovart. But, if you are going to speak to me by name, call me Ra.”
    “Ra? Okay. I’ve must have read a hundred different books about Angels and Demons, but I’ve never heard of you. Why’s that?”
    “If I knew I would tell you.”
    “You really don’t remember anything?” Etta raised a brow. I could see a simple “no” wasn’t going to be enough for her, and I grew tired of her asking the same questions. I would have to be a little more honest.
    Turning my head away from Etta, I replied, “I remember bits and pieces.”
    “Well, like what?” Etta wanted to know all the details, details I didn’t have. I rubbed my face vigorously as I thought about how to answer her and shake the uneasy feeling in my body. Etta stared at me as if she were waiting for me to make a rabbit pop out of a hat.
    “I remember laughing with the Arches in Heaven, then it blurs. I remember the pain of my wings being ripped out of my body. I remember a hate in my heart and many battles. Then it fades to me waking up near the river wounded and bloodied. But none of it is clear or makes sense.”
    Etta went back to my armor, investigating every inch. She seemed entranced by the design and look of it. Forgetting all the questions I had planned on asking her about her time with Alastor, I was more focused now on knowing what had her in such deep thought.
    “What are you thinking, Etta?” As the words flowed from me, I felt a hint of fear, but not from her. From me.
    “I’ve seen similar suits in my books, but never so detailed or so large. In one book, it said the larger the shoulder plates the higher rank the Demon and the more legions he commanded. So, I wonder, if you were such a high-ranking Demon, why are you here and why are you protecting me?”
    “Do not be confused by my actions, Etta. I’m not protecting you, only protecting what is mine.” I tried sounding nonchalant.
    “I don’t believe that. If you weren’t trying to protect me, you wouldn’t have gotten so mad when I was ignoring your warnings about Gabe earlier. You wouldn’t have told me to go upstairs and you definitely wouldn’t have thrown me in the attic.” She smiled.
    I was becoming attached to Etta, and if I read her body language correctly, she too had begun to be just as fond of me as well. As much as her smile made me tingle, I couldn’t let it continue. The lines between Demon and human couldn’t be blurred and even in a perfect world, it would be a relationship that would never work. It became time for damage control.
    Squaring off my shoulders, I let out a deep sigh. “The only thing that bothered me was your broken word. You promised we would talk when you returned from school and instead you showed up hanging all over an Arch like some sex-crazed