Free 7even Circles: Moon Is Calling (7even Circles Series Book 1) by KD Jones

anywhere, bird-boy. Not until she sends me away.”
    “I don’t get it. Why do you care about this? It’s not your business.”
    “She’s my business.” Ari shrugged.
    Michael laughed. “Do you really think she would want your tainted blood mixing with hers?”
    Ari moved forward slowly, rolling his shoulders. He winked. “She didn’t have problems sharing other body fluids.”
    Michael growled. “You’re a disgusting creature.”
    “You think you’re so much better than me? I didn’t leave a defenseless child in the hands of demons and forget about it for over twenty years.”
    Michael rushed forward and punched Ari in the face. Ari shook it off. “You want to fight?”
    “Yes, I do.” Michael answered, circling him.
    Ari looked over at the priest, who was sitting back down on the bench. “You okay with this?”
    Father Raphael smiled. “You two have some issues to work out.” He took a sip of his tea.
    Okay then. Ari faced Michael. He’d been watching the male exert his strength with Cass. He knew she didn’t have access to her powers or her strength; he just was trying to show her how much better he was than her. Cass might not see it, but it was blaringly clear to him that the Arkangel Michael was prejudiced against his kind, and he even put Cass in the same category.
    Michael tried to punch him again, but this time Ari was ready for him. He blocked the throw and kicked him in the gut, shoving Michael a few feet away. Michael was furious and his wings popped out.
    Ari snorted. “You can’t control your wings, little bird-boy?”
    Michael roared and let his wings lift him up in the air. “Let’s see how you like to fly, half-demon.” He launched himself at Ari, grabbing him by the back of his jacket and lifting him into the air.
    Ari could hear Father Raphael call out, “Don’t kill him, Michael!”
    Michael just laughed. “As much as I would love to, I won’t.”
    Ari didn’t call out or struggle to break free. Hell, he wasn’t stupid. Michael might not plan to kill him but it wouldn’t bother him if he dropped him from a short distance so that Ari broke his legs. He would heal, but it would hurt like a son of a bitch.
    “What are you trying to prove, fly-boy?”
    “You don’t belong here, she doesn’t need your kind around her.”
    “‘She’ has a name, and it’s Cass. She’s more like me than you.”
    “Cassandra hasn’t seen your true face yet, has she?”
    “She knows me. Are you jealous? Did you see something you wanted being touched by a dirty half-demon?”
    Michael growled out. “She will never be with you, demon!” He tossed Ari up on top of the roof of the church.
    Ari started to slide, but he managed to catch himself on one of the shingles. “Damn birdman.” He peered over the edge and frowned at the steeply pitched roof. It was going to take some effort, but he would make it down. And when he did, he would pluck some fucking feathers.
    *****
    Cass was scared. It was dark and cold, and she couldn’t help but shiver. Where am I?
    “Hello? Is anyone there?”
    It was her voice, but her voice as a child. She looked at her hands, noticing how small they were. She wore a ragged grey dress and it itched something fierce.
    A tall man stood in the corner of the room. “Pick it up and try again.”
    “What?”
    “Pick it up and try again.” He pointed to the ground.
    She looked down and frowned.
    “I said, pick it up!” The man yelled at her, making her shake.
    She bent down and picked the items up: a bow and arrow. Her little hands fumbled to string the arrow to the bow, but she did. Then she turned around and took aim. As she let her breath release, she released the arrow. It hit the target dead center.
    “Very good, I knew you could do it. I will allow you to eat now,” the man’s voice told her.
     
     
     
     

Chapter 11
     
     
    Cass woke with a start. Her heart was racing, and she shivered. There were times she had dreams or nightmares like that, but