House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1) novel Chapter 84

He walked away, joining the others in training. She carried on passing a place which she presumed was a hall, and moved further down into a large lounge area with beige couches. She continued towards a door, still following the voices.

She opened it, barging into an office room, with a round wooden table, and chairs. Around it was people scattered talking and laughing, everybody in the room just looked at her, blankly. A girl whom she recognized, stood up, walked up to her and extended her hand.

“Hi, nice to meet you too, I’m Natarsha, call me Tash”

Clare overwhelmed by the room full of people, “Oh.”

She looked at the girl, not knowing what else to say, luckily Nathan intervened, hugging her, “Hey sleeping beauty has finally woke up.”

She hugged him back, speaking softly, “You’re ok, did you see Calub?”

A young man stood up from behind a chair, he was tall, like way tall, with dark brown straight hair that was gelled in a messy style that enhanced his dark green eyes. He wore a white uniform like the others she saw, he smiled showing off his perfectly straight teeth, “Who me?”

Clare tilted her head, her eyes widened with excitement, “Calub?”

She bumped Tash, “OW, where're your manners.”

She ignored her, and walked around the table towards him, “Is it really you? You're all grown up.”

She squeezed him tightly, holding him around the waist, getting a good look at him, “Ouch, are you trying to kill me.”

She stopped, and standing on her tippy toes started kissing his cheeks, “Sorry, are you ok, gosh I missed you so much, I thought you were dead, or worse, being tortured by a Tempter, thank god you’re fine.”

He nodded gleefully, She wanted to cry, he looked so big, it had been years since she'd last seen him. He was a little boy, now he was taller than her, “Bow to that, I missed you too sis, but you know I was never kidnapped, right?”

Lost and curious Kalbreals eyes were, staring at the floor, planets away. She looked around the room, there were three other people, all wearing white, except for Tash, Kalbreal and Nathan.

She registered what Calub just said, her eyes darted on Nathan, who held a smile, “What's going on, why were we, almost killed yesterday?”

Nathan sat down on a chair, “Yesterday? You mean two nights ago, it’s Wednesday.”

A tall lady walked in the room, “Clare, come with me.” her voice commanding.

Clare shot the lady a defiant glare, but something about this lady told Clare that there was no negotiating. She followed the woman towards the lounge area, “I see you know that your brother is all well.”

Clare sighed, “Yes, but I don’t understand what's going on, did you hear from my father?”

They sat down opposite each other in the lounge. A man came in with a plate of food, it was macaroni and cheese. He left it in front of her and sat down next to the lady, who spoke, “You should eat.”

Clare looked at the man, “What exactly is this place, House of legions?”

Clare put the plate down, her eyebrows gathered, her stomach twisting as the taste of food no longer appealing, was she hearing things, no, it couldn’t be.

Sofia’s voice rose in anguish, “I didn’t know that I was putting you in more danger, I swear it, until eight years ago when you killed your first demon. There was something special about you Clare, kids don’t ascend so young. I still don’t know what it is, but the Angel of war came for you, claiming Metatron had ordered your death. That’s when Kalbreal showed up the first time to save you instead and remove your abilities and memories. He told Franchesca to hide you, which she did but my sister had secrets of her own, deadly ones.”

Wesley got up, as if the look on Clare’s face said something, “I have always loved you, Clare, I sent Phillip and his family as protection for you, all those years, I swear I don’t know how they found you, I think your sister and them could know something.”

Sofia added, “They are all so secretive but they will protect you with their lives.”

Clare frowned, raising her voice, “FIRSTLY, YOU. ARE. NOT MY MOTHER. Secondly, you are lying, if you really were my mother, you would know that one of my abilities is telling when someone is lying.”

Sofia stared at Clare, tears pouring out of her blue eyes, sorrowfully, “Clarebella please.”

The woman walked up to her, Clare put the plate of food down, “Don’t you dare touch me,” she held up her hands to her chest, “You are not my mother, my mother is dead,..dead!”

Calub whispered, “It’s true Clare, I’m sorry, but it’s true.”

She turned to Calub, he believed it, he really believed it, why, “You can’t seriously believe her, when did you find out?”

“I’ve known,” he swallowed hard, “for eight years, straight after the accident.”