Free Dimmest Of Night (Dimmest Of Night Series) by Jennifer Anderson

human assaulted him. Although it was frowned upon, the High Council never do anything about it. Just as long as that is where it ends. To have a relationship is forbidden. He knew other angels dipped in that pool many times, he never heard of any trying for a relationship however. The laws were laid in stone, never to be trifled with.
    His mind coming back to the matter at hand. She had other abilities, that he was sure of. He heard enough talking in hell to know more than one demon is interested in her. From the top of the rung, to the bottom. The bottom feeders are interested in any human soul. The top is only interested in the most powerful and useful of souls. If he was unsure coming back, he wasn’t now after taking the head of the demon in his basement. Running his fingers down his abdomen where he took a claw, only hours ago. It made sense now why the High Council picked him, the most powerful earth bound angel. Still, I’m protecting her against an army. Inadvertently pulling her in closer to his side. Did she know she had other abilities? He knew the answer to that question. He could tell from day one she was hiding something from him. Her reasoning in doing so, he had no idea. She had trust issues, that was obvious. A lot of humans do, her more so. However, he couldn’t dance around the subject any longer, he had to know exactly all the variables he was dealing with.
    Taking a deep breath, he started to shake her awake. “Carma.” He whispered regretting instantly having to do so.
    Startled, my eyes snapped open and I sat straight up reaching for the knife on the night stand.
    “Easy angel girl. It’s only me.” Blane said smirking at the reaction of a fighter.
    “Blane! Oh my God! Are you alright?” Laying back down beside him, trying to slow down my now speeding heart. The fear still vibrating through me.
    “I will be. I am almost healed.”
    My abilities now gone again. Wondering if it had anything to do with his injuries. “Where the hell did you go?” I said smacking his arm sitting up next to him again.
    Looking up at her in disbelief, he couldn’t believe she had the nerve to smack him.
    “Don’t do that to me again. I was so scared.” Now reaching down to hug him. “I’m so glad you are alright. I was so worried.” Pulling back to a sitting position again. His arms never reaching back around me. I didn’t care. I was just happy he was alive and on the way to being well again.
    Startled by first the smack and then the hug, he wasn’t quite sure what to say in that moment. She was such a strange combination of a human.
    Uneasy of the silence, “Why did you leave me with pretty boy? He got his ass whooped in zero point two seconds Blane.”
    Forcing himself in a sitting position, he didn’t like how vulnerable he was laying down. “Speaking of that angel girl. You have some explaining to do.”
    Shifting uneasy, “What do you mean?”
    “Would you mind explaining to me why the most powerful demons are after you? And before you lie to me again, I know there is more to it than having just strong empath abilities. So, don’t insult me by lying to me again.”
    “How did you know?”
    “Answer my question first.” Blane said.
    He now sat there, his arms crossed in front of his solid mass of muscles. His perfect hair tousled everywhere. He made it hard to concentrate on the question at hand.
    “Fine.” Turning away from him and putting my feet on the floor, I stared at the door. I couldn’t believe I was about to tell him this. I have never told anyone. Fairly certain my life depended on it. Now even more so. “I can discern lies.” My voice cracking as I said this.
    Looking back, Blane’s eyes was closed and he was cussing under his breath. I was fairly sure I was completely screwed at that moment. “So, how much trouble am I in for?”
    Between clenched teeth, “Anything more I need to know about?”
    “Isn’t that enough?” Pulling my hair back into a tight pony tail.