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My Protector, Heavenly Souls Book 2

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This is so long overdue people but I am back and this is the sequel to MY DARK ANGEL. This one, as shown, will be entitled MY PROTECTOR.

I know either a lot of you were disappointed by the turn of events in the last book or you’ve just been pissed that I haven’t uploaded the continuation and I am very sorry about that. School and shiz, you know.

I’ll do my best to write as often as possible but I won’t make any promises about when I’ll upload. So just keep your fingers crossed, all right?

Now, I will be dedicating this ENTIRE book to DevRave since he’s been an AMAZING fan and has given me non-stop encouragement and ideas when I just wanted to delete the book and forget I ever started it.

So I hope I made you guys happy by updating.

Without further ado, here is MY PROTECTOR.

 P.S. I Haven't edited this just yet so please don't pay too much attention to spelling errors right now.

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“Get over here you filthy witch!”

“What is it now, Preston?”

The slap echoed across the hall. Abigail clutched her face, trying desperately to hold back the tears.

Lucan pinned her in place with a hard glare. “What have I told you about speaking to your Lord in such a tone?”

Now indigo hair was matted to my ‘sister’s’ forehead and temples. She looked pathetic. “I’m sorry. I keep forgetting he isn’t my brother anymore…”

“You’d do well to remember that,” I told her in a menacing tone of voice. “The next time you slip,” my hand shot out and gripped her throat until she started to choke, “I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

I opened my hand and watched her fall to the floor. She scrambled away, whimpered like a scared child.

“Humans are so weak and pathetic,” I sneered.

“Not like us,” Lucan mused. “We’re stronger, more intelligent… better in every sense of the word.”

My… awakening had been a long time in coming and since I had been revived I’d done nothing but sit in this godforsaken throne room with my Balances and plotted dominion over the Earth.

That’s all we’ve done; plotted. We’ve taken no steps to go through with any actual plans and I was getting antsy. In our past I was always the more violent one, the one to initiate attacks and wars of all kinds. I remembered when I was a loyal member of Lord Hades’ squad before Lucan and I had met Alexander and decided to branch out. I was ruthless, unapologetic. Fearless.

I was reduced to cowering in the Underworld while the hunted for us three, with snippets of memories as my company. I had no clue what I was anymore exactly or what I was to become. All I felt was anger and hate.

And my vessel’s sister seemed one of the perfect ways to release that anger.

“How do you feel?”

I unconsciously turned my hand into the palm of Lucan’s hand as it brushed against my cheek. “I honestly do not know.” My eyes met his. “Why have you not told me about this vessel?”

Lucan’s jaw set in a hard line. “I didn’t think it was necessary.”

“Why not?”

A sigh escaped him. “Your vessel had an Angel as his Protector, one of the Fallen. I didn’t see how that was going to help our quest.”

An Angel he said. One of the Fallen, even. Everything I’d learnt in my past life had taught me how to deal with Fallen from all choirs, but I’d focused on Michael and Gabrielle’s choirs. I had to wonder… “Who is this Protector of his?”

“Liam.”

“Your brother?”

Half-brother,” Lucan ground out. “He and I are nothing alike.”

“I didn’t mean --”

“Forget it.” Steely silver eyes pinned me to my throne. “You’ve gotten soft after all these years; you’ve never cared about Angels before now.”

“Of course I have,” I argued. “I just didn’t tell you. I think we can use him.”

Lucan furrowed his brows. “He’s smart enough to know that you aren’t his Charge.”

I couldn’t help the smirk that curled my lips. “And I’m smart enough to know how to deceive him. Whose choir is he from?”

“He isn’t,” Lucan said. “Our mother was a lowly servant and Lord Hades our father. Poseidon raised him, took him as his own.”

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