Angel's Redemption (The Fallen Warriors Series Book 6) by Rosalie Lario

the realization that this wasn’t the breakthrough he’d longed for in their relationship. She was going to push him away again.
    Weariness melded with resignation. It didn’t matter how many times she pulled away from him. He would still be here, waiting for her, letting her know he realized his mistakes and would never, ever repeat them.
    He would wait as long as it took.
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    Lily fought to calm the tide of feelings swelling over her. For a moment there, in the throes of passion, she’d fooled herself into believing things could change, that they could be different.
    That she could trust him again.
    But then the lust had faded, leaving behind only truth. There would always be another woman who wanted him. Perhaps it would have been easier back on their world, where the entire population numbered around two hundred, but there were millions of women in this world. No doubt, a great deal of them would fall over themselves for a chance at such a jaw-dropping male specimen.
    Who was she kidding? Even though the oppressing weight of his emotions told her he desperately wanted things to work between them, this was just too hard.
    Emotions couldn’t be trusted. Because even if he loved her… well, he’d still been able to fall in love with someone else, hadn’t he?
    She summoned the courage to meet Seth’s gaze and gave him a trembling smile. “That took some of the stress off.”
    He frowned. “Lily—”
    “We’d better get back to training. I’ll see you there.”
    With those words, she grew her wings and took off into the night sky.
     
     

     
     
     

Chapter Seven
     
     
    S everal nights later, Seth flew north of the city on reconnaissance. One of the cameras Ruby had strategically implanted throughout the city had caught a glimpse of a white-winged angel flying in this direction. The rebel manning the control room had raced to inform the first angel he saw, which had happened to be him. From the rebel’s description of the facial features, Seth thought it might just be Remiel, one of the members of the Tribunal.
    Since the rest of the team had headed out before him for more covert training sessions with the humans, Seth had decided to check it out. As long as Remiel was on his own and not with another group of angels, Seth felt reasonably certain he could take the other angel if he had to.
    Except he’d been flying for close to an hour now and had yet to see or sense another angel in the distance.
    It wasn’t wholly unexpected, given that angels could only sense the presence of other angels from a few miles away. The skies were vast, and Remiel could have headed in any direction. Yet the knowledge of that did nothing to ease his frustration.
    He wanted this to end. Now. He and his fellow Fallen had been hunted for too long. Human existence had been threatened for no other reason than that they existed on the world the angels wanted for themselves.
    Focused on his search for white-wings, he barely noted the shift in air pressure. It momentarily grazed his wings, then disappeared.
    Seth kept flying for a moment, kept scanning on the horizon, but something about that pressure shift grated at his memory. It was familiar, somehow.
    Frowning, he at last gave into impulse and made an arching turn in the sky. He headed back toward that same spot, once again feeling the odd tug against his wings.
    Odd. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but the feeling was not foreign to him.
    Gut instinct propelled him to turn around again, to explore further. He flew back to the same spot and tested the air, searching for the spots where it grew thicker and heavier.
    He flew a bit higher, and a sudden, strange sensation overcame him, as if he was being pulled in two different directions. A strange pop sounded in his ears, and a gush of wind shoved at his back, propelling him forward.
    Shock coursed through Seth’s veins. He beat his wings hard to slow his movement and blinked to dispel the blurriness in his vision. That, at