House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)
Chapter 51 (Clare)
She stretched out her arms, when she rose from the couch, chuffed with the bit of glee she brought Angel-boy.
Peaking at Kalbreal, his neck extended as he stared at her, “But since you offered to take me sightseeing twice, how can I not.” She walked away, smiling at his stunned reaction.
“Nathan, Nathan.” Yelling, she neared the kitchen door, she was exhausted, the sleep kicking in,
The kitchen doors burst open, Nathan emerged through it, like the place was on fire, “What’s happening?”
She smirked at him, he looked so dishevelled, “Let’s go I’m tired, I’m sure the Suns rose,”
“Clare, shit, sister, I thought somebody was strangling you, patience, it’s not even two yet.”
She turned to look at Kalbreal, his voice soft, and husky, “Come on let's go stand downstairs,”
She hesitated for a second, then Kalbreal said to Nathan, “Relax, I can’t even touch her remember?” before she followed him downstairs.
Waiting in the middle of the steps, Kalbreal offered, “Lemme get you a drink while you wait for him.”
He gave her a slight smirk, which she appreciated, considering their prior discussion. The guy was clearly hitting on her, and he was an Angel, she should’ve been happy and excited, but she wasn’t, she could see herself becoming friends with Kalbreal, but anything more than that, No.
William had already left his mark, faceless or not, even if he was a beast, there was just something about him that called to her, and until she figured it out, she was off-limits, “I guess it’ll depend on the drink?”
Kalbreal laughed, “Are you flirting with me?”
whether its kindness or
her, “I have the same problem.” Putting his arm over her shoulder as he spoke. Her gaze wavered to Kalbreal, searching his expression, but all she saw was his blazing eyes as he stared
gestured with his head to Kalbreal, “I’ll take the
forgot, maybe I should take out the trash, I am an Angel after ALL,” Kalbreal responded in
his teeth, which was perfectly straight, “Really, you going to
her brother’s exasperated look, “What’s that about,”
faintly, “A private joke,
was lying or hiding something, and Nathan was definitely holding something
is that way,” She said, pointing her finger towards the left.
a quicker
“Ok.”
needed a hot bath and some rest. Following him to the bar area, she watched as he moved a silver handle on the wooden counter and the bar shelves started to separate. The alcohol bottles didn’t
one. She blinked and failed to readjust her eyes, she was that tired, “Wow, cool, what’s this, a
amused her, “You're correct to both, it’s a tunnel
into the tunnel. He said something, and a light burning on the tunnel walls, visioning the way. Walking through, they turned left. The walls made of dried clay, ancient, not much
tunnel smelt like desert sand, the temperature cool, it was clean and well maintained, “What does this writing
the corner of his mouth, as if she'd asked a question of utter importance, “Where one sin has
by a very extraordinary Lightwatcher, his name was John
something to
let’s get moving.” He turned and kept a steadier pace a little ahead of her. They didn’t walk much further from the second left before they came to a wooden door with bolts decorating its
the door unlatched itself and opened fully. Clare followed him closely, snapping his fingers, small freckles of light twinkled brightly in the room bringing