"Your fathers are going to kill me," Charlotte groaned as they sped along the highway in Johanna'a antique car. The Raven haired girl glanced at her mate, curled up on the passenger seat.
"They are not," Johanna partially lied. "Besides, you can't die."
"I'm a monster in their eyes," She groaned her green eyes downcast and gloomy.
"No your not, and besides, to them you'll appear as a Nephilim, same as me."
"They will eventually learn the full extent of my lineage, sooner rather than later if they notice the energy field around me."
"Well they won't try anything, when they find out about our bond they know they can't hurt you without hurting me." Johanna reassured, sliding a hand off the wheel to squeeze her mates.
"I love you," Charlotte sighed and squeezed back.
Johanna had told her parents that she had met someone at college, her daddy seemed grumpy over the fact of his baby girl seeing someone, Papa had been more encouraging. They were surprised to learn that not only was she seeing a woman, but a hunter. She had neglected to tell them that Charlotte was a fellow Nephilim, let alone the type that she was.
Because Charlotte's other half was demon.
Charlotte was the second Anti-christ and the child of an Archangel. She could topple civilizations if she wanted, but she much preferred reading books and hunting demons. Charlotte had also saved her life when Johanna was caught unaware late at night going back to her dorm.
She had confided the ArcNephilim part to her uncle Gabriel and hoped that he hadn't blabbed to his husband, her uncle Sam. Her cousin and brother, Henry and Robert, were in the loop on most of the story.
They finally pulled into the bunker garage, seeing Charlie and Kevin's cars parked, and even Jody's. She was about to walk into a room full of her closest family with her mate by her side, and they didn't even know she was bonded.
"Let's get this party started." She grinned and gripped Charlotte's hand.