by G. Bailey
Chapter 49
Riley
Sitting in the back of the closet the vampire bitch keeps me in, I stare at my chain in my hands, thinking about how much I wish it was off. Cold hard floorboards dig into my ass, and the weight of the ironing board rests on my shoulder in the tiny space. My only luxury, a dirty blood-stained pillow, sits behind my head and stinks from all the dried blood from the many bite marks on my neck. The chain drains my magic, keeps me weak, and I can’t fight anyone like this, and if it weren’t for this chain…I would kill them all.
I wish the chain was the worst part of my new life. It’s not.
The vampire who treats me like a dog and snack is my constant nightmare. I doubt she ever had any humanity in her soul, and she treats everyone in the academy like they are dirt under her feet. Thankfully, her best friend Miranda is dead. I hated being her play toy that my vampire bitch lent out. Rubbing my sore neck, I look up at the dust covering the ceiling as I think back to the only light getting me through this.
My best friend.
The love of my life.
Kaitlyn Lightson.
Seeing her today gave new hope in my chest, bursting me to life like never before. Her long blonde hair is whiter now than it was before, and her skin glows with power making her seem almost unreal. She is beautiful beyond comparison, but she always was to me.
She was to everyone.
I spent years in high school warning guys off her and fighting those who got too close. The odd idiot who got brave and asked her out on a date soon found out that touching Kaitlyn Lightson would mean the end of their stupid life.
Now I have a big list of people to get rid of. Starting with that master vampire bastard who wants what is mine.
I will set you free, my child. My one and only saviour has fallen, and you must save her from the claws of darkness. Break the orb and let our people save her.
I jump, spinning around in the dark room, looking for the voice that spoke. A bright light burns on my neck, and I gasp as the chain falls off, and in my hand, a sword appears in gold light. The sword is pure silver, and the second my hand tightens around the handle, power courses through my veins, healing me of every injury the vampire ever gave me. Kicking the door open, I step out into the living area where my vampire captor is having a party with three other vampires. They each turn to me in shock, and I grin.
Let the game begin.
I’m going to save my best friend and make sure she knows how much I love her.
Chapter 50
Brushing my curls behind my ear, I step into Ren’s living room and see the table he has set up for us in front of the glass windows overlooking the balcony. On the table are two roses in white vases and candles in the middle, their flames flickering in the reflection of the window. I rest my hands at my sides as I run over what I need to tell Ren a million times. I’ve been a fool if I ever for once thought I would hurt or kill him...I couldn’t.
Ren is my mate...and I feel our bond, and I know his soul is good. I just have to convince him to find another way to stop this war without killing and enslaving angels. Ren steps into the room, and the atmosphere changes as he takes large strides towards me. Ren simply commands the attention of the room by being in it, from existing like there is no one else here. Confidence and masculinity drip off him even when I’m sure he doesn’t realise it, and he smirks at me as I openly check him out in his suit. His black shirt has silver buttons which catch the light and contrast off his golden skin, and his dark blue eyes make me think of the sky when you’re in a city. The light of the city makes it so you can’t see the stars, but you know they are there.
“Red is your colour, Kaitlyn,” Ren compliments, and I look down at my skinny jeans and silky red top I found in my wardrobe. It’s not mine, most likely Vesnia’s, but it fits me well, and I like to think it’s sexy.
“Black is yours,” I reply as he nods at someone behind me, and I turn to see a vampire leave the room, reappearing so quickly with two silver trays with steamy food on them. The vampire places them on the table before bowing and leaving as Ren opens a clear bottle of what I thought was wine...until I smell it.
“Is that blood?” I question.
“Yes...it is what we need to survive, you know?” he teases, and I frown at him.
“Why did I need to feed when I could have bottled blood instead?” I question, and Ren pours me a glass. It’s so gross to think about, but at the same time, all I want to do is drink it.
“New vampires, even one as unusually created as you were, need to feed for the first year from a live body, or they grow weak. Over time, like me, you grow to only feed on other beings for pleasure, and I drink cow’s blood every day. It’s only a myth that vampires need human or supernatural blood. We can survive off any animal, but sheep and cow are easier to find,” he softly explains to me, and I sip the blood. While it doesn’t taste as amazing as the guys’...it’s still good.
“I never thought I’d be okay drinking blood,” I mutter with a smile. “I used to think Bella was mad in Twilight, but now I get it.”
“Don’t tell anyone, but I liked that film,” he replies with a grin as he digs his fork into a piece of chicken on his plate and uses his knife to cut it. I dig into my own food before answering. I laugh and rest back, admiring how easy this is between us...how simple. I just hope he doesn’t hate me when I tell him the truth.
“I can’t look at you as I tell you this...can I stand behind you?” I ask, and he arches an eyebrow before nodding. Being the coward that I sometimes can be, I walk behind him and suck in a deep breath. Just as the words are about to escape my lips, a voice slams into my head.
“You betray me and you will suffer. Take the dagger and plunge it into his heart, Kaitlyn.” I nearly cry out as suddenly the dagger is in my hand, and I fall to my knees as I burst into tears.
It won’t let me go. The god is in my head!
Arms wrap around me, and I turn my head, looking up to see Ren staring at me. He slowly picks up the dagger and places it over his heart and rests my hand on it. “If you need to kill me, then do it. I’ve died before, and it was for my people. I will happily die for you, Kaitlyn. Do what you need to.”
Shock mixes in with my tears as I let the dagger go, and it falls onto the floor between us, the clang of the metal vibrating in my ears.
“No. I won’t let the angels control me anymore...not when they are wrong. I side with you, Ren. I’m going to always be at your side...and you will not die. I won’t allow it, because I need you more than I ever can admit. You’re my vampire ghost who saved me in the darkness...and I’m going to save you in yours. Just let me in, Ren...please,” I plead and slowly lift my hand to his cheek. Knowing I’m asking for so much, I’m surprised when he nods once and leans closer, resting his head against mine for a brief second.
“I don’t know how to stop,” he admits to me. “How do I save my people and stop a war? How do I save you?”
Lost for words, knowing I don’t have all the answers, I do the next best thing. I kiss Ren, pouring all my love and longing for him into the kiss I hope he never forgets.
Because I never will.
Ren kisses me back with the same amount of passion, and each fevered kiss feels stronger than the last as he picks me up in his arms, pressing my back against the glass.
“I’m sorry to interrupt—” a nervous man says as he bursts into the room. Ren slowly places me on the floor, sighing as he turns around.
“I said no interruptions, Eric,” he angrily snaps, and I feel sorry for Eric as he mumbles a few times, and I don’t understand a word he says. Neither does Ren by how furious he looks, more by every second.
“An angel has killed four vampires and is flying to the orb!” a second vampire shouts at us as he runs into the room. Ren blasts out onto the balcony, and I follow him out, looking up to see Riley flying in the air. He flies so fast, covered in blood and bites, with a sword in his hand.
“Shit, no!” Ren roars,
but we are too late to do anything. No one can stop Riley now. He gets to the orb, and in one blow, he slams his sword dead into the centre of the orb, breaking the protective shield surrounding the academy and letting anyone in. For a moment, we are in a haze, watching parts of the orb shatter and fall to the academy ground before Ren turns back to the vampires standing behind us. “Get all the vampires to earth. You know where we need to meet. Now!”
Covering my cheeks with his hands, he looks deeply into my eyes. “You mean it? You’re on our side?”
“I’ve made my choice, and it’s you. It’s the vampires,” I firmly say, knowing nothing is going to change my mind now. “We need to get our people out of here, Ren.”
Before Ren can answer me, a burning light appears on the edge of the balcony in the middle of the air just as alarms go off around the academy, their noise hurting my ears. I look up and see dozens of angels on horses with spears flying down to the academy, and fear makes me freeze as Ren wraps his arm around me.
“The light above,” Ren whispers in my ear as the light becomes the shape of a man, and I feel its anger from here.
“You have disappointed me, Kaitlyn Lightson.” That’s all it says before it literally explodes. The light blasts me back through the glass, flying across Ren’s apartment through a wall, pain blacking out my senses. I scream as glass and rock cut and smack into my skin, and I desperately try to catch anything near me to stop my fall. As my wings get caught on a rock, they tug me to a halt in excruciating pain, and I hang over the ruins of the academy. Pulling on my wing, I tug as I scream through the pain, and eventually it gives way, letting me fall into the air. My wing hurts as I try to stay afloat, and the academy is blasted to pieces right in front of my eyes.
And everyone I love is inside.
The academy has fallen.
Swiftly, seven angels on dark horses surround me, pointing spears my way. The one in the middle looks familiar as his gold eyes lock onto me.
“Kaitlyn Lightson, you are charged and found guilty of betraying your own people. The light above has called you to the city of light for your punishment.”
Epilogue
Henry
Holding the grey wolf in my arms, the heavy fucker, I spiral down to the ground, knowing there is no way I’m going to miss the treeline before we land. The wolf is too heavy, and my wings are struggling to hold us up after I jumped off the academy with the wolf. I know Kaitlyn would never forgive me if I left him behind. I have to pray Ren has Kaitlyn safe, as they were at dinner together when the orb was destroyed. Ren would never let anything happen to her. The wolf growls, slipping out of my hands as we crash into the trees, and branches cut into my skin and wings before I slam onto the forest floor. I groan, rolling over onto my back and looking up at the sky, which looks as innocent and empty as ever.
Even as the academy falls into a million pieces and I don’t have a fucking clue where my mate is.
“Can you feel her?” a very naked Myles demands, grabbing my top and pulling me up to his face. Covered in cuts and blood dripping from his cheek, he looks feral, and I don’t get why Kaitlyn likes this idiot so much. “Is Kaitlyn still alive?”
“Yes.” I shove his hand away, and relief fills his eyes. “By the way, dickhead, that’s not how you say thank you for saving your ass.”
“Thanks, I owe you,” he bites out, and I pull off my coat, chucking it at him. I do not want to look at his junk for any longer than I have to. Closing my eyes, I search for Kaitlyn, but something is blocking her from me…and that only means one thing.
She is in the angel city. I search for Thallon next, finding the same issue, and then Ren. Instantly, I sense Ren somewhere on earth, and I grab Myles’s shoulder, using my magic to jump into the shadows and drop us where Ren is. Myles shifts into his wolf, like an instinct, inside the shadows, and when we come out onto a beach, I see Ren on the sand, not awake. I rush to him, pushing him on his back as he coughs out water.
“Kaitlyn,” he says, but it’s weak. His eyes widen as Myles’s wolf sits next to me, looking down at Ren.
“We will rescue her, but first we need to save our people. Hold on to me.” Using my magic, I make us all leave the beach and go to our people.
One way or another, I will save our mate.
Kaitlyn, we are coming for you. Hold on.
Description of Immoral
My name is Kaitlyn Lightson, and my home is with the vampires.
After the destruction of The Angel Academy, I’m found a traitor to my own race, and I wish it were just me who is found guilty.
Vesnia and many others are trapped with me, and I’m not sure how I can save them.
With the vampires on the run, or dead, I know I need to get out of the city as quickly as I can to find Ren before he starts a war he cannot end.
With old friends, and new, to help me, I will survive the Angel City and get to my mates.
There isn’t another choice.
When Tales, Demons, Wolves, Vampires and Angels go to war…who will win?
18+ RH
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Be careful who you trust, the devil was once an angel.
-Unknown
Prologue
Erendriel Raloxisys
Chaos was never bred with humans. It came from the heavens above, wrapped in angel wings and beauty so alluring no one could refuse it. It came from the goddesses, who came to our world in the name of peace and instead caused endless pain, stirring the fragile peace that the world had to begin with. Staring at the dark skies above me, I wonder what our world could have been like without their influence on it. Would I have had a normal childhood, would any of my descendants still be alive?
Would I ever have met Kaitlyn, who pulled my soul from the dark pits I’d wallowed in and showed me how to breathe once again?
As the skies fill with angels, I drop my sword onto the ground and smile as they call my name, shout for me to stay still in case I tried to fight them all. I would, if it meant I could see her one more time…but I know it wouldn’t work.
I’m smarter than that. I’ve made a plan.
We have one chance to save Kaitlyn, and if it means risking myself, then so be it. As dozens of angels land in a circle around me, holding their weapons up even though I have no reason to fight them, a familiar angel lands in front of me. His white wings are spread out at his sides, and I didn’t expect him to be with them. His presence makes me itch to pick up the sword and end his life, fuck the plan. I close my eyes and remember Kaitlyn, and my need for revenge drifts away to the back of my mind.
“Why are you here, lad?” Gabriel asks, his eyes full of confusion and slight interest. The angel who I once trusted, the angel who slew me like nothing more than a dog, almost looks guilty as he stares at me.
The wonders will never stop.
My answer will always be the same. “To save her.”
Chapter 51
Time is a funny thing when you only have a ghost with a missing head as company. I stare at my new friend, mister ghost head as I’ve named him, as he floats around the room I’m locked in. His clothes are modern, so he couldn’t have died too long ago, and instead of a light or darkness for him to go in, he just floats around in blue light. I don’t have a clue what that light is, and honestly, I’m not sure I want to. According to the lines I’ve drawn on the walls, it’s been a month since The Angel Academy fell and the angels used magic to knock me out after capturing me. I woke up in here sometime later, and other than mister ghost head, I don’t see anyone but a hand, which pushes a tray of food, bottled water and bottled blood probably from a goat, through a slot at the bottom of the door. I almost wish the ghost had a head so I could talk to him. Talking to myself is getting really old.
My surroundings include grey stone walls, a cabin bed that squeaks every time I move on it, and a desk with a metal chair. I have my own bathroom, which is no more than a white-tiled room with a sink, a toilet and a tiny shower, but it does the job. The clothes here ar
en’t too bad, though I only have three outfits, which I wash in the sink and dry over the shower. They’re all the same: three grey hoodies that are too big, black T-shirts and leggings to match. Apparently, shoes are not something they wanted to give me.
The only thought that gets me through the boredom is feeling that my mates are okay and praying that Ren and Myles are too. I don’t feel alone with my connection to them; it’s almost like they are here. I’m not really alone, I have to tell myself that. Vesnia is strong and nearly an angel, so the angels wouldn’t have taken her and hurt her, I doubt. Unless she mentions how much she clearly cares for a vampire. I figure that wouldn’t get her bonus points. Thallon is the same in some sense, and I believe he would have been safe from the angels. I can’t see why they would bother to hurt him.
Walking to my wall, I pick up a nail I dug out of the bed and drew a line through four others, making my sixth group, before stepping back. Thirty days. Thirty days of being locked in here without hearing another voice is getting to me now. I want to hear people, and I miss seeing anyone. Are the angels going to leave me locked in here until I go mad?
Am I going to be trapped in here forever? The air suddenly feels like it’s disappearing, and I close my eyes, reminding myself my mates will always try to come for me. I have to hope that someone can save me. Or I will find a way to save myself. I guess I could start digging through the brick wall with this nail…it would take a million years, but it could work. God, Kaitlyn, you have officially lost it. Dropping the nail on the floor, I climb onto my bed and look at my ghost friend and wonder, not for the first time, how exactly he got beheaded. Do angels behead people? Somewhere between my thoughts on beheading and why there is a ghost here when there wasn’t another ghost besides Ren in the academy, I fall asleep only to be woken up by the sound of locks clicking, a sound I haven’t heard before. I jolt to my feet, grabbing the nail and quickly shoving it into my hoodie pocket in case I need it.