"Why was she tested?"
"Because she wanted too much — because it was within our capacity to give it to her — but we were too early. The prophecy never said when balance would be restored. And we are not perfect."
We?
"We are still flawed." His voice was hollow. "And we were wrong. I was blinded by her face… then again, I've always had a fascination with pretty things." He turned his head to me. "You remind me of her."
I flinched, trying to move my body to the side. His hands grew heavier and heavier on my lap.
"And you will probably die just like her."
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
Ethan
"THE LAST TIME YOU CALLED FOR me was over a hundred years ago," Cassius said from behind my spot in the kitchen. I'd been pacing for the past ten minutes, waiting for him to arrive.
Stephanie and Alex tried to get me to feed.
I didn't want blood from a bag.
If I couldn't have her — if I didn't have her — I wanted nothing. Death. I would welcome death.
"She's gone." I didn't recognize my own voice. It was hoarse, like I'd been choked and barely survived. "An archangel—"
Cassius moved by me and held up his hand, his eyes blazing white for a few seconds before he uttered a curse. "Sariel."
Mason whistled and fell down into a chair, hanging his head in his hands. "We should have kept better watch of her. We should have—"
"Mason…" I shook my head. "It wasn't your fault." I turned my attention to Stephanie. "Care to explain how you earned the angel's mark?"
Cassius's head craned to the side, his eyes so white they almost glowed. He stalked toward Stephanie then with one hand pushed her up against the wall, pulling her head to the side to glance at the mark. "Decided to whore yourself out?"
Stephanie's face paled. "I had—"
"Do not lie." Cassius dropped her to the ground. She crumpled against the floor, holding her head in her hands. "He didn't say he was going to hurt her."
I lunged for her.
Mason intercepted me.
"He said she needed to be tested. You all knew there was another way." Slowly, Stephanie inched to her feet. "If an archangel deems the human pure, he'll restore balance, regardless of the prophecy!"
"And that worked out so well last time
," Cassius hissed.
Lost, I simply waited for someone to explain. When nothing happened, I pretended to lose my irritation. Mason's arms slackened. I lunged for Stephanie's throat, my fangs hovering over her artery. "What. Exactly. Did he promise you?"
Her heartbeat picked up.
"Worth dying for, siren?"
"Love always is," she whispered.
It wasn't a lie.
I stepped back. Tears filled her blue eyes. "He promised me Cassius."