Free Broken Vow by Zoey Marcel

son, Sully, and he swore to make her pay. Fulfilling that vow would be a hell of a lot easier if he knew where she was.
    Scarlett might know. If she didn't shun Sonya for her unholy betrayal, it was possible that they kept in contact.
    Jude clenched his fists to his sides when he saw Scarlett walking through the park, looking utterly smashing and oblivious as hell. She had no clue he was there and judging by the way no one looked at her as she passed, he figured she must be invisible to humans right now. Good. So was he.
    She watched the children playing, seeming content. Was she on a mission, or simply passing through? He was glad she was alone and unprotected. He had a feeling the feisty angel was a fighter, but since he was once an archangel, he was still far stronger than her.
    Oh, bloody hell, she wasn't alone. Raphael, one of the archangels stood a brief distance away. He had curly, dark brown hair and the stubble gave him a scruffy look. The male was mellow like nobody's business. His typical demeanor was one of unmoved tranquility. Jude had only seen him angry a few times, but when he was, the demons knew to get the hell out of his way.
    Raphael seemed to be watching over Scarlett as she looked over the children. Jude followed the attractive blonde's gaze as it honed in on an invisible demon, whispering into a man's ear who sat on a bench, looking as though he plotted a kidnapping.
    The demon smirked at Scarlett's hostile glare, but he began to tremble when he saw Raphael standing in the background. The archangel was docile, but his dark, silent stare had the demon uneasy and possibly contemplating fleeing.
    Scarlett walked over to the mother of the child the leering man stared at and whispered something into her ear, probably putting a thought into her head. The mother looked down at her watch and told her child it was time to leave. She left with the kid and the demon fled once Raphael took one step forward.
    Scarlett whispered something to a young man who was going through the park witnessing his faith to people. He turned and saw the creep on the bench and headed over to talk with him. They shook hands and conversed for a while.
    Jude scowled, wanting to slap the goody two shoes blonde senseless. His intent today had merely been to feed off her soul just enough to learn of Sonya's whereabouts, but he toyed with the idea of roughing Scarlett up a bit first until he saw Raphael there with her.
    After seeing Scarlett orchestrate a minor victory for good, Jude recanted on his decision to recant. The bitch was going down. He probably had about three seconds before Raphael pummeled his ass for attacking her, but it would be worth it and he'd get the information he came for, or at least part of it.
    Jude snarled and leaped out from hiding. Her lovely aqua-green eyes widened, but she didn't get a chance to react before he knocked her to the ground and got her in a choking hold. It wouldn't kill her, but unleashing some of his frustration and anger on her would feel good.
    He sifted through her mind for Sonya's location. She was in the United States, on the west coast in a large city. He saw the view of a bridge in a city near a river. Where was that?
    Scarlett fought back and it surprised him to discover that feeling the struggling beauty beneath him caused a familiar stirring in his groin. Oh, bloody hell. The meddling bitch was making him hard. Damn his libido and damn her for being his sodding ideal of a bed mate.
    No, she wasn't. He didn't just think that. She pissed him off like no one else could. Someday she would suffer dearly for casting him out of that priest and simply for being angelic.
    Her body felt warm and soft beneath him. The way her eyes flashed with outrage at his boldness and the feel of her muscles flexing beneath him as she tried in vain to push him off was far more stimulating than he cared to admit. The fact that he was winning made him feel especially masculine.
    His manly pride was dashed to hell