her stomach tighten. “It’s the same. But are you sure you think it should be me? Jason is your other half. Dominic is your mate. Don’t you think that would be best?”
Marcella narrowed her eyes. “Don’t start pushing me away, Samael.”
“I’m not,” he rushed in. “I just don’t want you to do something you’re going to regret.”
“Regret?” Marcella shook her head, confused. “Samael, I wouldn’t be here right now if it weren’t for you. I was made for you. I want it to be you.”
The door opened and she watched Jason peek his head in. “Lover’s quarrel?”
“No.” Marcella looked back at Samael. “It will be you, or it won’t be anyone at all.” She pushed around Jason and nearly ran the length of the balcony. She couldn’t believe this. Something was going on with her dark angel. She could feel his withdraw. He may not have wanted to, but a part of him was pulling away.
“Hey!” Dominic jumped up and rushed into her room after her. Ambrose and Donavon were right behind him. “What happened? You’re upset.”
“It’s nothing. I’m just…” She paused and let reality hit her. She was hormonal. Impatient. Crampy. Jumping to conclusions…She smiled. “I’m great.” And she was. She hadn’t felt more human than at that moment. Damn, she’d missed it.
“Wait…” Dominic shook his head, confused. “There’s something off.”
“It’s her scent,” Ambrose piped in. “She’s on her monthly.”
The men’s eyes widened as they looked at her. “I thought that didn’t happen until after ten years or so. What changed?”
“I did.” Samael walked in with Jason. “I think you all know Marcella and I were together. Since she was created for me, she’s meant to go through this change the moment we’re intimate. The reason it takes so long if we’re not is because her body has to force the change on itself. But now…”
“We’re going to have to be careful,” Dom whispered. “I thought we’d have more time. This definitely changes things.”
Marcella pushed away the nervousness and knew she had to be straight with them. “Do you remember when I first changed into a collector? Samael said that in my past I believed me and Jason’s child was meant to save us all. Well, I think he heard me wrong. A child is meant to save us.” She looked at Samael. “But it has to be the one I was created for. Samael’s child.” She pressed her lips together. “His father won’t kill it. He might kill me, but never the child. It’s what he wants more than anything. It goes hand in hand with why I was created.”
Samael shook his head. “How do you know this?”
“I just do. When he created me, he told me things. I saw his desires. He wants an heir that’s more powerful than anything alive. Yeah, he had me. But I wasn’t blood, and he couldn’t control me like he wanted. I held too much good. But someone related, he could corrupt.” Marcella swallowed hard. “This is just the way it has to be.”
“No.” Samael came forward. “If that’s what he wants, then the last thing you need to do is get pregnant. He’ll filet you alive to get the baby. I can’t live through that again. I won’t.”
Dominic grabbed her hand. “He won’t be able to get to her if we all change into collectors. We won’t let him.” He turned to Samael. “You can defeat him with the change. I know you can.”
Samael laughed. “Are you kidding me? You can’t kill the Devil, Dom! Maybe lock him up and throw away the key, but he’s the Devil. It won’t work. Plus, I don’t want the job of running hell. I’m over it. Our best bet is to distance ourselves as much as possible, and try to keep away from him for as long as we can.”
Clarification dawned. Marcella felt her eyes grow big. “Samael.” She heard his name drag out as images filtered through her mind. Her blurry hand reached for his chest, and she pressed her palm against his heart. The truth sunk into her soul and
Marcella narrowed her eyes. “Don’t start pushing me away, Samael.”
“I’m not,” he rushed in. “I just don’t want you to do something you’re going to regret.”
“Regret?” Marcella shook her head, confused. “Samael, I wouldn’t be here right now if it weren’t for you. I was made for you. I want it to be you.”
The door opened and she watched Jason peek his head in. “Lover’s quarrel?”
“No.” Marcella looked back at Samael. “It will be you, or it won’t be anyone at all.” She pushed around Jason and nearly ran the length of the balcony. She couldn’t believe this. Something was going on with her dark angel. She could feel his withdraw. He may not have wanted to, but a part of him was pulling away.
“Hey!” Dominic jumped up and rushed into her room after her. Ambrose and Donavon were right behind him. “What happened? You’re upset.”
“It’s nothing. I’m just…” She paused and let reality hit her. She was hormonal. Impatient. Crampy. Jumping to conclusions…She smiled. “I’m great.” And she was. She hadn’t felt more human than at that moment. Damn, she’d missed it.
“Wait…” Dominic shook his head, confused. “There’s something off.”
“It’s her scent,” Ambrose piped in. “She’s on her monthly.”
The men’s eyes widened as they looked at her. “I thought that didn’t happen until after ten years or so. What changed?”
“I did.” Samael walked in with Jason. “I think you all know Marcella and I were together. Since she was created for me, she’s meant to go through this change the moment we’re intimate. The reason it takes so long if we’re not is because her body has to force the change on itself. But now…”
“We’re going to have to be careful,” Dom whispered. “I thought we’d have more time. This definitely changes things.”
Marcella pushed away the nervousness and knew she had to be straight with them. “Do you remember when I first changed into a collector? Samael said that in my past I believed me and Jason’s child was meant to save us all. Well, I think he heard me wrong. A child is meant to save us.” She looked at Samael. “But it has to be the one I was created for. Samael’s child.” She pressed her lips together. “His father won’t kill it. He might kill me, but never the child. It’s what he wants more than anything. It goes hand in hand with why I was created.”
Samael shook his head. “How do you know this?”
“I just do. When he created me, he told me things. I saw his desires. He wants an heir that’s more powerful than anything alive. Yeah, he had me. But I wasn’t blood, and he couldn’t control me like he wanted. I held too much good. But someone related, he could corrupt.” Marcella swallowed hard. “This is just the way it has to be.”
“No.” Samael came forward. “If that’s what he wants, then the last thing you need to do is get pregnant. He’ll filet you alive to get the baby. I can’t live through that again. I won’t.”
Dominic grabbed her hand. “He won’t be able to get to her if we all change into collectors. We won’t let him.” He turned to Samael. “You can defeat him with the change. I know you can.”
Samael laughed. “Are you kidding me? You can’t kill the Devil, Dom! Maybe lock him up and throw away the key, but he’s the Devil. It won’t work. Plus, I don’t want the job of running hell. I’m over it. Our best bet is to distance ourselves as much as possible, and try to keep away from him for as long as we can.”
Clarification dawned. Marcella felt her eyes grow big. “Samael.” She heard his name drag out as images filtered through her mind. Her blurry hand reached for his chest, and she pressed her palm against his heart. The truth sunk into her soul and
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