Tag: angels, luc-cain

Gabriel.This has to be his fault, somehow. I’m going to track him down, pluck out his angel feathers, and stuff a pillow with them.

Sii la mia schiava d’amore,” I purr.Her expression is guarded. “What did you say?”An amused smile pulls at my lips. “I’ll never tell.” Somehow, I don’t think she’d agree to be my love slave anyway.

But his eyes say what he can’t. I see it, clear as day, even if she doesn’t. He’d give up his wings for her. All she’d have to do is ask.