Semua Bab His Wingless Angel: Bab 51 - Bab 60

The time passed too quickly for Amara. The next thing she knew Damascus and Amara were putting their bags into the back of a blacked out SUV. Damascus had wanted to take the bike but it was easier to carry their bags in a vehicle that had trunk space. Damascus would miss his bike for the time they had to spend away. He wondered if he would be able to find one in the UK to appease him. He looked over at Amara as she said goodbyes to Leslie. Amara hugged her friend and whispered something in her ear. Leslie nodded and smiled at Amara before pushing her towards the SUV and telling her to enjoy her time off. Amara only snickered in response. As if she was going on vacation. Damascus nodded his thanks to Leslie. She had helped Amara to see that this would be the best thing for now. Leslie nodded in answer and turned around to head back into the castle. She waved at the door once more and then closed it soundly behind her. Damascus slid into the driver’s seat and turned the SUV over. The

Damascus gentle shook Amara awake. She had fallen asleep next to him on the plane. Amara jerked awake and took a moment to remember where they were. Luckily her head had stopped hurting and when she put her hand to her head she could no longer feel the cut. Whoa, she thought. "That is wolf healing for you," Sona chuckled. "Yeah, well fast healing or not, I would rather not make getting hurt a habit," Amara responded in her mind. "Not if I have anything to say about it," Sona responded. Amara smiled to herself at her wolf's response. "Are you alright?" Damascus asked when he returned from the front of the plane. "Fine," she said as she stood up. "You look good in a suit by the way," Amara said referring to his barrowed clothes from the plane. Damascus grimaced in response, which made Amara laugh. She knew that he much preferred his black shirts and jeans to the suits. When Damascus and Amara exited the plane, there was already a car waiting for them. Damascus walked over to the

"Did you know?" Amara asked Sona out loud. "I am just as surprised as you are," her wolf answered. Amara's eyes burned with unshed tears. Damascus was not happy that much was clear. She hadn’t meant for this to happen. Each time they had been intimate he had pulled out from her. She wasn't completely naive she knew what he was doing, and it wasn’t as though she had wanted a child either. The gravity of the situation began to fall heavy on her shoulders until the crushing weight had Amara on the floor. She curled in a ball and let the tears fall freely.********************************************************************************************************************"What the fuck am I supposed to do?" Damascus practically screamed over the phone. He had asked King Christian if there was a phone he could use and immediately called Gabriel. "You left her up in the room on her own after finding out?" Gabriel asked. He sounded less than thrilled at how Damascus had reacted. "I can't

Damascus spread his wings as he soared through the air. The breeze helped him to catch his breathing. He had felt trapped in the castle. He hated having to leave Amara, but he had not been able to regulate himself to keep her safe. The last thing he needed was to lose control and shift with her so close. Damascus flew through the air for a little while longer. As he descended to the ground once more, he noticed that a figure stood near his clothes where he had placed them on a bench near the back of the castle. Damascus landed but waited to shift back into his human form. The figure started walking towards him and when they finally came into the moonlight, he saw that it was the King himself. Damascus shifted and reached for his clothes. Once dressed he bowed towards the King. Damascus had not even considered the idea to ask before shifting. He was used to being able to do it as he pleased within his own Kingdom. "Apologies, your highness. I did not ask permission before taking to

"How would they have known where we were going?" Amara asked anxiously. Damascus had just told her about the wolves at the territory line. "Unfortunately, flight plans cannot be encrypted," Damascus explained. It was the only way that he had been able to explain that the pack was able to narrow down on where he and Amara had been headed. He knew the pilot and stewardess wouldn’t have said anything, but flight planes were easier to get a hold of if one knew where to go. "So, we are in the same situation as home. Why did we leave again?" Amara asked, her sarcasm was a coping mechanism, and she tried not to let it slip but she was worried about them being so far from the Divine Kingdom. She wasn’t sure about King Christian and how far he would be willing to help protect them. "It is still distance from the entire pack. The Alpha probably reached out to a pack here in the UK to scout it out," Damascus at least hoped that was the case. He had half a mind to just set the Crescent Moon pa