House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1) novel Chapter 17

Her body functioning on its own accord, her fingers traced the imprint on her flesh. Not ever having had a scar, it fascinated her enough to ground her, remembering the most basic thing to living- inhale and exhale.

A demon, she somehow knew what it was. How? she had no clue. Raking information from her mind, knowing that if she could just remember something factual written about it, her nerves would relax. Disappointed, she got nothing but the feeling of a head concussion.

The pressure of warmth on her cheek brought her out of her mind to focus on the green eyes very much like her own and the mouth that was trying to tell her something important.

“Seals.” Nathan said looking confused and relieved at the same time, “When creatures of the fallen harms us in any way we heal leaving signatures of sorts, we call it seals, it’ll go away.” He looked down to where her fingers still brushed her stomach.

Speechless, she nodded her head slowly, repeating, “Seals, fallen, healing, wait what?!”

Alonso sighed, “Fallen are the Tempters, demons are the makings of the Tempters, completely different, uhm Angels of hell, ring a bell?”

Her mother grabbed her arm, “I know you want to process this,” her words hurried, anxious, “but I need you to go with your brother, I’ll be right behind you I promise.” Not waiting for an answer Franchesca turned to Nathan, “Take her, alert the Garde, get word to Ray, tell her Calub has been kidnapped, you have to protect her, Alonso you stay with me, there’ll be more.”

Nathan nodded, his eyes bleak, like he held a secret, a deadly secret. Of what Clare didn't even want to guess. There was obviously something more happening here.

Giving Nathan some privacy as he spoke with Alonso in hushed tones, she spared neither of them a backward glance. Stepping over the broken door splinters she scanned the passage way.