CHAPTER FIVE : The Warning in His Wings
Lilith didn’t return to the café.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡawOw8Dt0Nk
She couldn’t.
Not after that dream she felt bleed from Daniel’s soul.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡchgce4jUno
Not after the warmth in his voice cracked something inside her.
But the universe—wicked as always—had other plans.
Because that night, on the rooftop where she often perched between temptation and restraint…
He came.
A familiar pair of wings, tarnished silver and fraying at the edges, sliced through the fog like a blade.
Azrael.
Her executioner.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXa84ws7hJN
Her former lover.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhYBomj8HwC
The last fallen who dared to love her… and lived.
He didn’t speak right away. Just stood there, watching her with eyes the color of rusted steel.
“You found him again,” Azrael said, voice rough, old.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡErxMCPEjzO
“You never learn, Lilith.”
She didn’t deny it.
“He remembered me,” she whispered.
Azrael scoffed. “His soul remembers the ruin you bring.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I do. Because I was him once.”
The silence that followed burned.
Lilith looked down at her hands. “Then why are you here?”
“Because I still remember what it felt like to love you.”9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiEQRhnBiyw
His voice softened. “And what it felt like to burn because of it.”
He stepped closer. “Walk away, Lilith. While you still can. You may have fallen—but he hasn’t. Not yet.”
But Lilith… she couldn’t.
Not when her heart beat for the first time in centuries.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKPAxJ1eHHd
Not when Daniel’s soul called to hers in silence and dream.
So she made a choice.
A dangerous, selfish choice.
“I won’t lose him again.”
Azrael looked at her with sorrow.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh0yn8rE36S
“Then I hope he’s ready to fall, too.”
