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Chapter 2:

The Spiral of a Lie

Watching Alex Lannon was one of the many things that the Archangel did daily, and it wasn't only because she was the Chosen One and he had to keep her safe. It was something else, something he didn't want admit, but seeing her made it difficult to keep it inside. Every time he saw her, he had an urge to fly down and take her back to his bed to have his way with her. He didn't know what it was about her that drove him crazy, but he could get hard just by look at her.

Michael had fought each urge that flew through him, using Becca Thorn and her consorts to satisfy him, as he couldn't allow his urges to take over and risk hurting Alex if he lost control. She was the Chosen One and the daughter of Jeep, a close friend, which made her was untouchable, even if he wanted to touch her everywhere. Even if she wasn't all of those things, he couldn't allow himself as it would put her in a bad spot. Even if he did throw his concern away, he couldn't unless she knew the truth that she was the Chosen One, and she wasn't ready for that.

Even with one of his nights with Becca and her four consorts, he still felt unsatisfied and still felt the urge; however, he didn't care to call the ladies back as they weren't what he wanted. He knew what he wanted, and it was Alex. He wanted her in his bed, doing unimaginable things to her, while she screamed his name. Only his name. He wanted her to be the only person in his bed, but he couldn't allow himself to do that. If he did, he would never stop.

Trying to get her out of her head, he took up into the air as flying was one of the few things that could calm him when he was like this. There was something about the height, seeing for miles around; no one could sneak up on him. No one could reach him, and he was free for the time being. Free to himself without worry. Being on the ground in Vega was a prison. A prison that he wanted to escape from, even if he wanted to save the human race… He did it to make sure Alex was safe.

Even in the air, Alex plagued his mind, as she was the reason for everything he did, and the urge to find her, just to see her, grew. He didn't know what it was, but he was drawn to her, and he had to see her, even if he shouldn't. His body acted on its own, heading toward the barracks. At that moment, if he had to, he would rip the barracks a part to see her.

Just as he perched on the building across the barracks, Alex and Noma stepped out in civilian clothes. Though he didn't associate with many of the Archangel Corps Soldiers, he knew Sgt. Walker and Sgt. Mack well, as they were commonly with Alex, and he wouldn't let anyone near her unless he approved of them. He had to keep her safe, and if they didn't pass his tests, he would've had the two of them transferred somewhere else. Then there was also the fact that Noma was a plant that he had to keep an eye on Alex.

His wings lightly flapped behind as he crouched down to watch the two. Noma wasn't wearing anything fancy, but Alex was wearing a dress, which surprised him, as he had never seen Alex in a dress. She was always wearing jeans or her uniform, never a dress. Michael had to admit that the dress looked amazing on her, even with the oversized jacket. It made him want to claim her right there, but he didn't it.

Michael knew why Alex was dressed like that, and he could practically smell it on her, when she walked into the bar. He had to hold himself back from going in there and forcing her to go with him, but he knew he had no right. She was not his, no matter how much he wished. She had a right to sleep- even if he hated it- with anyone that she wanted to, and if she wanted to pick up some random guy from the bar, she could.

However, his control was tested when she walked out of the bar with a man glued to her. As he watched that man, who had his hands all over her body, angry thoughts filled his head. That man had no right to touch what he considered his, and it was that fact that he was made the Angel's blood boil. Michael didn't consider himself a jealous creature in any shape or form, but just the thought of her with someone else brought it out in waves.

Out of eye sight, Michael followed Alex and the man into an alley, even though he knew he should turn away. This wasn't something that he needed to see, and he knew it. Not only would it snap his control, Alex deserved privacy. Just as he turned, he noticed Alex shove the man away, and before either Alex or the Archangel could react, the man shoved Alex against the wall hard. Michael saw red. How dared that man to do that to his Alex? However, before Michael could fly down to step in, Alex kneed the man, send him hard to the ground in pain.

The man didn't learn his lesson as he got back to his feet and stepped back to Alex, which angered Michael even more. If she said no, then the answer was no, and if he didn't get that, Michael was going to show him painfully. He knew Alex could take care of herself; she was fully capable, but he wanted to stake his claim. He wanted this man to know his presence. He wanted this man to be scared of him.

Once the man was frightened away and he was alone with Alex, his urge to take her grew as he could sense her arousal, and he wanted to be the one who took care of it. As his will power slipped, he started to send out hints, playing with her beautiful blonde curly hair. When he lined her smooth neck with kisses, he could feel her desire, and when he offered and she said yes, he almost fucked her right there. However, he didn't want to take her right there. No one else was allowed to see her, hear her besides him.

After he had made up his mind and allowed his urges to take control, there was only one time that he had shown any bit of hesitation and it was at the damn jacket that once belonged to Jeep. It haunted him as it reminded that she was his friend's daughter and Jeep would not approve; however, it could not stop him. He wanted Alex and he would have her. He did have her and he would have her again.

Angels did sleep, just not as much as humans did, and he was awake before Alex woke. As he waited for her to wake for another round, he treasured the feeling of her naked beside him, and it was greater than he ever imagined. Her presence relaxed him in ways he didn't know was possible. That feeling compared to nothing else, and he knew he wanted to wake up more times like this.

When felt her fingers on him, he remained perfectly still as it sent chills through his body, and he wanted that feeling to last for as long as possible. It was like Alex wanted to remember every part of him, which Becca had never done. As he laid there next to Alex thinking, there were many things that Becca had never done that Alex had, and Alex only had one night with him. It was a show to Alex's gutsy spirit as she dared to take control from him, which Michael cherished. He liked that she was willing to challenge him, though her rebellious spirit did get annoying when she questioned everything.

He felt himself twitch when she detangled herself from him, because it shouldn't have been allowed. She should remain in bed with him, so he could have his way with her over and over again, and he would as he pulled her back to him. He didn't care about her duty or her post, though he knew he should. Her duty was important, and he should let her go, but he was the Archangel, which meant he should get some say. It was his corps.

The third time with her was just as fulfilling as the before, and he almost didn't let her leave. He had to remind himself that he had to let her and he had to give her space, because he didn't want to overwhelm her as that would scare her away. Though it would be stupid to continue to see her, he was going to do it, because he didn't-couldn't stay away from her now that he had tasted her. She drew him in, and he would have her until the end.

*O*O*

He had never enjoyed Senate meetings as he found most things they talked about unimportant and a waste of his time, which was why he skipped them unless his present was requested. This time Consul Whele had requested him to be there, though he had yet to see why. It was like Whele wanted to test him, which Michael wasn't a fan of. If he didn't believe in him now, nothing would change Whele's mind.

It took about an hour before the meeting was over and Michael was making his way out, but he didn't get far as Becca stopped him. "Senate Thorn," he greeted. His eyes scanned the area around them, looking for anyone that might overhear.

"Michael." Becca looked amazing as she always did in her form-fitting, green, business dress that stopped three inches above the knee. The hallway echoed as her black heels made contact with the hard marble floor. "I'm sorry about Consul Whele. Something seems to be bugging him lately," she said, bitterly as she played with her black eye frames.

"There is nothing to apologize for," he said as he stared off into the distance, not making eye contact with her. "If that is all, I must be off."

Becca stepped to the side, trying to get a better look of Michael, who refused to look at her. "Is something wrong?"

There was nothing wrong, besides what was normally wrong in the world; however, she was wrong. He had no interest of her being this close to his person. Instead, he wanted a certain V-2 soldier, though he wondered if Alex would want to repeat their performance as much as he did. "There is not."

"Do you want the Ladies and me to come up to the Stratosphere tonight?" she asked, eyeing her. Her voice was dipping with desire.

The Archangel knew she was judging him and that it would raise questions if he turned her down. She would know something was up, and she would look into it, which he didn't want. He didn't want her to know about Alex for Alex's safety; Becca, though not the type to use it as blackmail normally, might use if forced. Whele would if he found out, and he couldn't allow that to happen. "Yes," he said, though he had no interest. It was all for Alex.

"Good," she said, smiling.

"If that is all, I must be off," he said, thinking about his favorite sport: watching Alex, even if she was a handful.

*O*O*

Finding Alex was easy as he seemed to be in tuned to her and her location. He found Alex and three other soldiers following Claire and William as they walked through the market. Even in her bulky uniform, Alex attracted him, though the second she spoke, he wondered why. She rudely spoke her mind, and she did whine a lot, but she always spoke the truth which he admired about her. As he thought, he knew why.

His eyes drifted to William, who eyes went between Claire and Alex, as if he couldn't decide which one he wanted. Ever since Alex had saved Claire by taking a knife to the gut, both William and Claire had taken a likening to Alex, talking to her like she was something more than a V-2, which she was. While Claire looked to the woman who saved her life for friendship, William looked for something more, though Michael wasn't sure what. He doubted he wanted a relationship with her, and if he planned to use her, Michael wasn't going to allow it.

However, protecting her was harder said than done as she didn't listen. She thought she knew best and she liked to do as she pleased, testing the waters. When she joined the Corps, he thought it would tame her or teach her how to control her spirit, but it made it worse. She didn't like the V-System or the city's rule, and he knew one day it would drive her away, which he would stop. He couldn't allow her leave.

But once she learned the truth, would it backfire against him? Would she see it as a betrayal? He wouldn't hold it against her if she did, as he had betrayed her trust, keeping things from her. Sleeping with her only made it worst, and he feared she would leave the city or… him if she learned from another. He couldn't allow that to happen, but he couldn't tell her just yet. She wasn't ready.

Pulling out of his thoughts, he turned back to Alex, who was relieved of her post and heading back to the barracks. He watched her for a few seconds as she walked, just studying her movements. Her movements were anything but graceful, but he didn't care, as she had a certain confidence in her that more than make up for it. And as she passed by some trees, he couldn't keep back anymore and swooped down in front of her, stopping her in her tracks. He knew he startled her by the look on her face, which she covered up quickly.

"Geez, Michael. You're going to give a girl a heart attack," Alex said, as she walked away from him, deeper into the trees.

He followed her, disappearing from the crowd. "That was not my intention," he said as they stopped in the tree line around the Chosen One statue, which seemed like a joke to the Archangel at that moment.

"Yea, right. So why are you here, Peacock?" she asked, eyeing him. Her blonde hair was glued around her face by sweat, and the wind picked up the free strains of hair sticking out of her pony tail as it blew.

Michael still couldn't help but find her attractive. "Peacock?" he asked. An eye brow rose.

"A nickname, everyone calls you," she said with a smile.

"I do not like it," he said with a low voice, as he backed her into a tree, trapping her. His hand went to her waist pulling her into him.

Alex laughed. "Here I thought last night was a onetime deal," she said. Her hand travel up his arm to his face, stroking his cheek. "And I think the nickname fits you well."

"I do not want a onetime deal, but if that is what you desire, I will give you what you wish," he said, whispering into her ear.

"Am I that good?" She asked, titling her head up as he kissed her neck. She laughed, feeling his hot breath on her, tickling her neck. "I take that as a yes." Both of her hands found their place around his neck as she took pleasure in his touch. "You know someone might see us."

Michael pulled back, knowing that she was right, and that couldn't happen. "I can always take you back to my bed and take you there." He needed her, but he couldn't bring her back yet as Becca and her ladies would be there in a few hours. He couldn't have them finding out about Alex. No, she would have to wait until after he was done with them.

"Like last night?" she teased as she released him and leaned back against the tree.

"Very much so," he said. He wished he had said no to Becca so he could take Alex back, right then and there. "However, I have something to take care of, and we cannot continue this now. I will come get you when I am ready."

Alex huffed. "You get me hot and bother then leave? There should be a rule against that."

"Punishment for calling me the Peacock," he said, still not understanding how he was a Peacock.

She gave him a look. "Really?" she asked, annoyed. "Fine." She pushed off the tree and whipped around away from him. "See you later then. Well, maybe."

He gave her a look. "Maybe?"

"If you leave me like this, I should make you work for it," she said, waving to her body. There was an evil look on her face as she spoke. "A little chase never hurt anyone."

Michael couldn't help by smirk at her tease, which roused him. If she wanted to play chase, he would, as it would make getting her worth so much more, and once he got her, he would never let her go. His wings popped out from his back as he spoke, "I will chase you to the ends of the Earth if I have to; you won't escape, and once I got you, you won't be able to move again." He could see how his words were making her weak at the knees.

With that he took up into the air, heading toward the Stratosphere. Before, he looked forward to these session as it was a release, but now, he wanted it over it so he could get to Alex. There was a small illogical part of him that wanted to have Alex join these session as that would drive him through the roof, but he didn't want anyone else to see her so exposed in pure pleasure. That was reserved for him alone, and then again, he didn't want them to know about Alex.

The end for now.

Author Note: This story will continue into Season 1, but I want to build Alex and Michael's relationship before that happens.

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