House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

The necklace had been safely handed to Franchesca before she left for the mall. But Liam wasn't feeling relief. He was still furious that Kalbreal waited so long before he helped Clare. Not only was she injured, but Liam knew that the incident would be haunting, and Clare didn't need more haunting experiences. She’d have enough of that to deal with once she found out the truth. Her mood swings and temper tantrums were only going to get worse before it got better as well.

Not catching a glimpse of Clare’s sleeping form didn't help his mood, especially since the reason was Kalbreal. Liam was just about to go into her room, when he sensed the Angel.

Liam cloaked himself and was about to leave, but stopped at the eye full he got of Kalbreal leaving Clare’s room. The urge to wreck havoc was so potent, he barely maintained his cloaked form. His impulse to claim Clare and mark her as his, after he ripped Kalbreal’s eyes out for looking at what was his, almost had him going blind. But he had refrained, barely, by a breath and only because the Angel had left, and Liam’s rationality knew Clare was his and Kalbreal wouldn't be able to touch her, because she was still fully mortal. It was enough to appease his instinct for the time being.

Now he was sitting at a table of a crappy restaurant on Umhlanga Rocks drive waiting for said Angel. He hadn't heard back from Kalbreal since he’d arrived, but he was certain Kalbreal got his message. Liam needed to see Kalbreal face to face. Kalbreal lied way too much for Liam to take his word for anything. The guy was his definition of an arrogant prick. He wondered what Clare thought of Kalbreal, but at the first sign of unease he blanked it out of his mind. It seemed his body didn't like any association of Clare thinking about another man, which surprisingly perked his mood up instantly, ha.

His coffee arrived. When the lady didn't move he lifted his head up to the ladies crooked toothy grin and then to the others in the restaurant, as they exerted minutes of their existence pondering his handsomeness. Which he felt a nuisance, but not too much to keep having to hide, especially from today’s deceptors. So keen on outer appearance, no wonder it was such an ease when Satan tricked Eve.

for the umpteenth time, he’d been ignoring the call from Kole, another brooding problem. Liam rejected the call, which he knew he would have to pick up eventually. But not now. If Kole was going to help, it’d be on his own revenue, especially since the

door when the one who he waited for approached him with that smug grin on. Rethinking his decision to be at mercy to one like Angel-boy, Liam had to remind himself that if he were to get answers, and fast, he was

in an attempt to play nice and stood up, “Kalbreal, who’s the guy in

but I wouldn’t trust him,

Liam asked, “did Franchesca do what she agreed to?”

she holds more secrets but

Franchesca, and nothing was ever so simple when her