All Chapters of His Wingless Angel: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"What the hell did you bring her here for?" Damascus was angry. Amara could hear it in his voice. Her eyes remained closed, but she could hear the voices around her. "She needed to know what she was going to be involved with. The only way to make her believe was if she saw it for herself," Gabriel answered. Damascus swore under his breath. Amara must have been laid out on a couch. She could feel the velvet fabric underneath her palm. She felt a movement as someone came to kneel next to her. She wondered if it was Leslie, but instead a large, calloused hand covered her forehead and gently stroked. Amara's eyes instantly opened, and she was staring into a set of very dark brown eyes. Amara, waking suddenly had surprised Damascus, so had his own movements of putting his hand on her head. When there he could not help but rub his thumb along her smooth skin and soft hair. They sat frozen just staring at one another. Neither making the first move to separate. Gabriel watched the pair wi

Leslie had been quiet for most of the drive back into town. It was completely opposite from the nervous chatter she had on the way to the Kingdom. The word still felt odd in Amara's mind. A Kingdom full of dragons and she had just agreed to pack up her business and move them there. "Are you sure that you are fine with this?" Amara finally asked Leslie. Leslie was quiet for a moment. "Amara, I have something that I need to tell you," Leslie said after a long moment of silence. "What?" Amara glanced over from the road and looked at her friend. "The reason that I am not as freaked out as you are because I am also a dragon," the words caused all the air to release from Amara's lungs. She felt as though she had been punched in the gut with the information. "How? I mean obvious that would mean you were born that way, right? How have I never known this?" Amara asked. Her mind was beginning to spin once more. "Please pull over if you need to. We do not need to end up in a car accident.

Amara and Leslie both stood with their eyes wide as they looked at the space that Gabriel Eros had given to them to use as their office space. It had already been set up almost exactly as they had in the city. The movers must have worked all night or maybe another team had done the set up. Either way it was amazing that it had been two days. Gabriel met Amara and Leslie at the front door of the castle. He had already sent trucks to pick up their belongings from their homes and moved them to a home in the kingdom. Amara and Leslie had opted to share a home. Since they were in a city full of dragons they had chosen to stick together. "Wow," Leslie said. Repeating Amara's own inner sentiments. Amara had yet to see Damascus since arriving in the kingdom. It appeared that he was going to keep distance between them. Rather than let that sting, Amara had decided to move on and do what she did best, think about work. "I am sure that even our pens and papers in our desk have even been put b

Damascus threw his heavy leg over the gas tank of his new motorcycle. The night air had a slight bite to it. His muscles rippled underneath his leather-riding jacket as he stretched his arms to the handlebars. His dark visor darkened the world around him. Helping to shut out the noise. Although the noise inside of his head was louder than usual. He had watched Amara and Leslie head to their new home and made sure that they had got in safely before heading back to the castle. Seeing Amara once more sat him on edge. He needed to get out and let off some steam. Apart from shifting and flying again, his motorcycle and the high speeds called his name. Damascus turned the key and the engine came to life. The beast hummed between his legs. He became anxious to get out on the highway and let the beast do what it was made for. Damascus pulled the motorcycle out of the garage and out onto the quiet street. He made sure not to accelerate too quickly as he did not want to wake anyone, or alert

Amara stormed off in the direction of the castle. She had no idea is Damascus was going to be there but she figured that it was as good place to start. He was the second after all. Where would he be? Amara saw the tall cone shaped roof come into view as she got closer to the castle. As she neared the front steps she could hear someone shouting orders from the field that sat not too far off on the left side of the castle. Amara walked around and hoped that Damascus was the one shouting the orders. Her hopes were rewarded as she rounded the corner and saw none other than the devil himself standing in front of a group of men as well as the one female. She was blanking on her name once more, even though Gabriel had introduced her in one of their meetings before. Amara was too angry to take the time to try and recall the woman's name. Amara beelined it for the field. Some of the men noticed her approach and looked at her with questions clearly written on their face. Damascus noticed th