Page 6 of Dance with Me
“He could be healed already.”
“Physically, maybe, not emotionally,” Raphael protested.
“My memories are a mess,” Uriel confessed. “I feel… too much. I don’t know how else to explain it.”
“There is a seraph in his recent memory who died?” Morningstar asked Raphael pointedly.
Raphael tilted his head and frowned. “No one said anything. There were only a handful of seraphim at the hospital, and I relocated them elsewhere after I moved Uriel.”
“A redhead, named Wade,” Uriel said. “Was he in the group you relocated?”
“No redheads. Only one male among them, his name was Hart.”
Uriel’s heart broke again, and a deep pool of rage took a grip on him, demandingsomething.
“The humans shot Uriel,” Morningstar said.
“They said it was an accident. Claimed he pulled a monster out of nowhere.”
“Created,” Uriel corrected. “From the magic on the chains holding two other seraphim captive. The third already dead. Where did they get that magic? Who harnessed it? And it wasn’t a monster. It was a dragon of some kind. It protected me, and blasted a hole in the wall so Silas and Mason could escape.”
“There was damage to their building, but no dragon or other seraphim when I arrived,” Raphael said.
“Where did they get the magic?” Morningstar repeated Uriel’s question. His gaze flipped to Uriel. “Maybe we should go question this doctor.”
“That’s not a good idea,” Raphael said.
“Because they have guns?” Morningstar asked.
“Partially, yes. Uriel’s still healing.”
“And I am the Morningstar. I eat pain for breakfast.”
“Your lovers will kill me for taking you anywhere they aren’t,” Raphael said.
“Then stay here. Uriel and I will go without you.”
“No. You have trouble returning on your own. I won’t have the strength to carry you and Uriel back. Michael said he won’t help again. Is Lucian home or out searching for Yuri?”
“He’s home. Was making jam with the seraph.” Morningstar sounded annoyed. Uriel wondered who Lucian and the seraph were.
“Call Lucian then. He comes with and we will all go.”
Morningstar glared a moment longer, but huffed and slid Uriel to lean against Raphael. “Don’t go anywhere. I will be right back.” His small mortal form disappeared and a large Onari male with horns and navy-blue skin appeared where he’d been.He stretched out black wings tipped with gold and took to the sky.
Uriel stared in wonder. The Onari had wings?
Lucian, one of Morningstar’s lovers, was half human and half Onari. He created a magic ring in the ground and linked to the location they wanted to travel with ease, grumbling about his lack of wings as Morningstar kept his larger form for their trip. Uriel stared at Lucian and Morningstar curious how they fit together as they seemed opposite in every way. But Lucian touched Morningstar with tenderness, and Morningstar sank into his embrace, relaxing in a way Uriel could only remember him being with the catalyst.
Raphael held Uriel tight. His expression firmly blank.
“Are you angry with me?” Uriel asked.
“No,” Raphael said. “Worried, but not angry.”
Uriel meant to ask more but the magic of the ring activated and he felt like he bounced through the cosmos for a few seconds before landing in a field to stare at a half broken building he barely recognized from the outside. His stomach churned. From the trip or memories, he wasn’t certain.
“A human encampment. Not all are friendly,” Lucian said. His gaze flicked to Uriel. “You were shot? Which means they have usable projectiles.” He sighed. “I’ll shield everyone. Stay behind it…”
