“He tried to convince himself he needed the exercise, that his body had grown weak, his skills rusty. In truth, he longed for a distraction. His troubled thoughts and disquieting visions threatened to... steal what was left of his sanity.
Everywhere he looked he saw angels, fierce-eyed creatures with gleaming swords strapped to their hips. They watched, ever vigilant yet unseen by anyone but him. Even Lailah and Daniel seemed to be unaware of their presence. Lailah approached him several times a day. Each time he sent her away with a brusque comment and a hostile stare.
“It isn’t fair to punish Lailah because you’re angry with me.”
Daniel’s deep voice sounded from directly behind him. Nate dismissed his training partner with a nod and turned around. “I’m not angry with anyone. I just prefer to be left alone.”
“You sound like a petulant child.” Daniel crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze fierce and protective—like the angels. “Do you realize how deeply she cares for you?”MoreLessShow More Show Less