PROLOGUE
It’s too late. The reality of those words echoed in my head. I knelt beside the angel. There was no puddle of golden blood, no marks—just a lifeless body. In that moment I realized I’d never be able to speak to my beloved angel again.
The ground shook beneath us as a dark shadow loomed overhead. My protector tensed for action as the Earth rumbled again.
“It’s him,” I whimpered. “Aiden. Just like he promised.”
This was my fault. If the angels were killed, I would die too. Surely there were no other Guardians left for me. This would be the end. Darkness closed in on the edges where only the headlights of the limo illuminated the vicinity. Fire sprang up and ringed around us, and the rain seemed only to intensify the raging flames that licked at the air.
“Only one Guardian?” a vicious voice said mirthfully. “It’s so easy to pick you off one by one.”
The encompassing fire crackled and flickered into an ominous red as a shape appeared before us. Fire shot from the palm of the dark creature. My Guardian ducked, and the fireball hit a branch above us. The branch clattered down, and then, as a new darkness consumed me, I knew I was finished.
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