beautiful?”
“Not broken.” She smiled gently.
As he picked up his clothes she continued to stare. This time she didn’t turn her back or look away, that was until she heard him chuckle. She felt her cheeks go red. “Sorry.”
Bram blew it off and continued. “This is the angel way of re-juicing, if you will. We transform into something small. The light is our energy.”
“Why butterflies?”
“That’s just always the way it’s been. Demons transform into moths. They don’t have any color or light though.” He stopped to think. “I guess because they have lost the light, so to speak.”
“Great, so now I need to be scared of moths?”
Bram chuckled. “No, you’ll know a demon moth. They’re pitch black and look unnatural.”
Ilisha shivered just thinking about it.
“I brought you out here to warn you,” Bram said, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
“What now?”
“Damon visited my dreams. His plans for you aren’t pleasant.”
“I hate when you do that, just spit it out.”
“Whatever you’re most scared of, he’ll torture you with.”
“Why would he tell you this?”
“He’s just taunting me. There were no specifics given. I do know he plans to drag this out as long as possible. It’s his way of having fun. It will give him great pleasure if he can make you look over your shoulder all the time and be afraid of any sound.”
“I have no idea what I’m most scared of, so that could be a problem.” She paused. “This is never going to stop, is it?”
“It will when I kill him.”
Ilisha’s mind raced. “How do you kill something that isn’t living to begin with?”
“Just because he isn’t human, doesn’t mean he isn’t alive. Demons are clever, and so far, he’s escaped.”
“Bram, I’m not ready to die.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t let it happen.” Bram leaned in and kissed her cheek. Ilisha wished his lips had met her mouth.
Ilisha drove out to the barn and found Bram sound asleep in the middle of the day. She stood motionless on the stairs as her eyes scanned his bare, snoring form. The sun shone on his cloud-white wings, revealing the iridescent sparkles. They reflected on the wall in prisms that moved as he breathed. His perfectly, chiseled body looked peaceful and sturdy. She contemplated creeping back down and leaving him to rest, but the first step she took creaked, and she froze as he shifted. Okay, I can’t let him know I was staring. Oh my gosh, he’s gorgeous. Her leg bounced nervously. Balling her fist up, she knocked on the railing.
Bram rolled over squinting against the light. Looking around, he spotted her and slid the sheet up, but not before she saw everything. Great, that plan didn’t work. She bit her lip and entered the room like she didn’t see a thing. Holding up her keys for a distraction, she dangled them. “I think it’s time you learn to drive.”
He sat up making sure to keep himself covered. “You want to teach me to drive?” he asked, his forehead furrowing in confusion.
“You’re part of the human world now. Better start learning our ways.”
He chuckled and ran his hands through his thick black hair, causing it stand up in every direction. “I’ll get ready.”
“I’ll just wait outside,” Ilisha replied with nervous laughter.
As she walked down the stairs, she turned and glanced over her shoulder in time to see him stand up. She gasp as his wings retracted. They sunk into his skin as if they were never there.
Bram bounded to her, a smile on his face, ten minutes later. “Sure you want to do this? I may destroy your car.”
“It’s a rental.”
“Oh, okay then.”
She tossed him the keys. He eyed them and swallowed hard. “You’ll do fine.”
He looked at the steering wheel like a mythical creature he was afraid to touch.
“Stick the key in here,” she said, pointing to the ignition. “Push in the pedal on your far left, then turn the key.”
Bram looked at her with a
“Not broken.” She smiled gently.
As he picked up his clothes she continued to stare. This time she didn’t turn her back or look away, that was until she heard him chuckle. She felt her cheeks go red. “Sorry.”
Bram blew it off and continued. “This is the angel way of re-juicing, if you will. We transform into something small. The light is our energy.”
“Why butterflies?”
“That’s just always the way it’s been. Demons transform into moths. They don’t have any color or light though.” He stopped to think. “I guess because they have lost the light, so to speak.”
“Great, so now I need to be scared of moths?”
Bram chuckled. “No, you’ll know a demon moth. They’re pitch black and look unnatural.”
Ilisha shivered just thinking about it.
“I brought you out here to warn you,” Bram said, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
“What now?”
“Damon visited my dreams. His plans for you aren’t pleasant.”
“I hate when you do that, just spit it out.”
“Whatever you’re most scared of, he’ll torture you with.”
“Why would he tell you this?”
“He’s just taunting me. There were no specifics given. I do know he plans to drag this out as long as possible. It’s his way of having fun. It will give him great pleasure if he can make you look over your shoulder all the time and be afraid of any sound.”
“I have no idea what I’m most scared of, so that could be a problem.” She paused. “This is never going to stop, is it?”
“It will when I kill him.”
Ilisha’s mind raced. “How do you kill something that isn’t living to begin with?”
“Just because he isn’t human, doesn’t mean he isn’t alive. Demons are clever, and so far, he’s escaped.”
“Bram, I’m not ready to die.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t let it happen.” Bram leaned in and kissed her cheek. Ilisha wished his lips had met her mouth.
Ilisha drove out to the barn and found Bram sound asleep in the middle of the day. She stood motionless on the stairs as her eyes scanned his bare, snoring form. The sun shone on his cloud-white wings, revealing the iridescent sparkles. They reflected on the wall in prisms that moved as he breathed. His perfectly, chiseled body looked peaceful and sturdy. She contemplated creeping back down and leaving him to rest, but the first step she took creaked, and she froze as he shifted. Okay, I can’t let him know I was staring. Oh my gosh, he’s gorgeous. Her leg bounced nervously. Balling her fist up, she knocked on the railing.
Bram rolled over squinting against the light. Looking around, he spotted her and slid the sheet up, but not before she saw everything. Great, that plan didn’t work. She bit her lip and entered the room like she didn’t see a thing. Holding up her keys for a distraction, she dangled them. “I think it’s time you learn to drive.”
He sat up making sure to keep himself covered. “You want to teach me to drive?” he asked, his forehead furrowing in confusion.
“You’re part of the human world now. Better start learning our ways.”
He chuckled and ran his hands through his thick black hair, causing it stand up in every direction. “I’ll get ready.”
“I’ll just wait outside,” Ilisha replied with nervous laughter.
As she walked down the stairs, she turned and glanced over her shoulder in time to see him stand up. She gasp as his wings retracted. They sunk into his skin as if they were never there.
Bram bounded to her, a smile on his face, ten minutes later. “Sure you want to do this? I may destroy your car.”
“It’s a rental.”
“Oh, okay then.”
She tossed him the keys. He eyed them and swallowed hard. “You’ll do fine.”
He looked at the steering wheel like a mythical creature he was afraid to touch.
“Stick the key in here,” she said, pointing to the ignition. “Push in the pedal on your far left, then turn the key.”
Bram looked at her with a
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