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Maybel

Chapter 6

"What's going on doc?"

Raffe flew us to the aerie in the early hours of dawn. I wouldn't go back to sleep and keeping my mind occupied kept me from thinking about the monsters in my head. I'd deal with that when it was absolutely necessary.

"We knew this would happen sooner or later, these creatures were made unnaturally and without much research."

"So what does that mean for my sister and the other children?"

The doctor looked away scratching under the cast on his arm absently. The action only served to make me more anxious about his answer.

"Spit it out." I demanded, gritting my teeth.

I noticed Raffe eyeing me quietly, he was leaning against a countertop, ankles crossed and arms folded over his chest. He'd remained mostly silent as I peppered the doc with questions.

"Calm down , your sister will be fine." He answered in a calm voice that only served to annoyed me more, because I knew, I just knew that things weren't that black and white. I was impatiently waiting for the but that was sure to come.

He removed his glasses and began to clean them with the bottom of his lab coat.

"But, the treatment to reverse the...condition of the children, requires a specific key element that we no longer have."

My eyes widened and my heart galloped in my chest, fear slammed me hard. I had to hold onto the edge of the counter to control the tremors running down my entire frame.

"What? I gasped. "How does that make my sister okay and why are you just telling me this?" I could barely breathe as my stomach churned and whatever I had eaten yesterday threatened to make an appearance.

"Laylah says she used what was left on your sister, and as for your other question, I didn't tell you before because I didn't know, I still don't. I'm only an assistant to Laylah, she runs the show Miss. Young." There was a bite to his tone.

"Where's Laylah now?" Raffe spoke, pushing himself up from the counter and walking closer to us.

The doc peered up at him with apprehension. Raffe's expression was eerily neutral, as he loomed over us like a menacing shadow.

"She's...up in her room, I think."

Without sparing another word, Raffe turned on his heel and walked out the door, I followed after him, shooting the doc a sharp glare on my way out.

Pulling me into his arms, he pushed off the floor and up the open atrium of the hotel, his wings flapping in large bursts to gain altitude. I closed my eyes fighting nausea.

We landed with ease in what had to be one of the top floors. I swayed a little on my feet as Raffe set me down.

"You okay?" Strong arms held me in place. I willed myself to breathe and slowly my equilibrium returned to normal. This was getting ridiculous.

"I'm just great." I grumbled unable to keep the sarcasm from entering my voice. Squaring my shoulders I raised my eyebrows at his expectant expression. He gave me a crooked smile and walked towards a door a few steps to the left. He knocked, a few moments after Laylah opened the door, dressed in a white bathroom rope. I glared at her perfection, even straight out of the shower her skin looked like porcelain.

"Raphael, to what do I owe the pleasure of two visits in less than twenty four hours?" She dragged out his name in a sensual lilt that made my bitch switch flip faster than I could say-I will rip out all that pretty hair out of your head if you keep trying me.

Raffe ignored her comment, pushing past her with me trailing right behind.

"We need to talk."

She shut the door and swiveled in our direction, the switch of her hips a little too deliberate. I didn't particularly liked Laylah on a regular basis but today I loathed her and all her angelic perfection that only served as a reminder of what they'd all done to this world, to my family and to Raffe.

"I'm all ears." She sat primly, crossing her long, legs which caused the rope to open across her thigh.

I narrowed my eyes and snuck a peak at Raffe, he seemed unaffected with an almost bored expression on his face.

"It seems you've failed to share some crucial information with me." His voice was acidly, sarcastic.

"Is that right? You're gonna have to be more specific." She sounded so calm that if it wasn't for the mild bounce of her leg, she could fool anybody into believing she wasn't the least bit intimidated.

"Don't play coy with me Laylah." Raffe seethed, voice hard, eyes blazing.

"I will not show you leniency again." I didn't miss the spark of fear in her eyes now. Good.

"Why didn't you tell me that angel blood was used for the experiments?"

Her eyes widened a fraction before she cleared her throat.

"How...how did you know?"

"I'm not a fool, only angel blood is powerful enough to provoke such changes, but that wasn't all was it?" He crossed his arms over his chest.

She swallowed.

"Was it?" He prompts again, his tone sharp and underlaid with threat.

"No. We also used demon blood, it was the only way to achieve the ferocity needed in the creatures."

"You...put demon blood in my baby sister? Bitch!" My voice shook with disbelief and my stomach roiled with nausea.

"Why is she here?" The bitch asked, without ever looking in my direction. I was a nuisance to her, a fly on the wall. I had a mind to show her exactly what I was doing here.

"She is here because I want her to. Now, I will ask you one more time before I lose my patience, why did you hide this from me? And try to sound convincing, Laylah." My lips twitched with a smile.

"I didn't hide it from you, it just didn't come up. I hadn't even thought about it until i realized the blood was needed to reverse the changes." Was that supposed to sound convincing?

"You've been working on Paige for at least two weeks, surely that was long enough to notice such an important detail, or perhaps you're not as smart we all hoped you were." He spoke the words slowly as if he was speaking to a petulant child.

She glared at us.

"I...I wasn't supposed to say anything, this was Uriel's doing, you know that. We were all merely following his orders."

"Yes, when it came to rules, he was more than willing to break them all, as long as it served his purpose and of course you're nothing but a poor innocent caught in the crossfires. Is that right?"

He asked in mock sarcasm. She had the decency of squirming under his hard gaze.

"You're hardly defenseless Laylah, don't expect me to believe your part in all this was circumstantial."

At that she squared her shoulders and lifted her chin stubbornly.

"I did what I had to do given my choices. I'm not the only rule breaker around here Raphael." She looked at me as she said that. Neither Raffe or I missed her insinuation.

"Even the mighty wrath of god himself can't follow the very rule that condemned his watchers."

Raffe didn't go off on her as I expected him to, he merely contemplated what she'd said with a neutral mask of indifference. Silence followed, almost uncomfortably until he finally spoke.

"Right you are, and once Michael takes the position of messenger I will accept whatever fate is laid out for me, but, I highly doubt the same sentiment goes for you, Laylah."

I cringed at his choice of words, is that what he believed, that he would be punished for staying with me?

"You may be smart but you're also a coward, it's why you so disloyally hid behind Uriel's actions to excuse your own doings."

"That's not…" She began to say but Raffe put his hand up stopping her.

"Regardless, I'm sure we'll both get what's coming to us. Now, to the problem at hand, what is it that you need for the treatment to work?"

"We need more blood, the supply I had was completely used up on Paige."

Raffe exhales heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Am I missing something? Help me out here, because as far as i know there are plenty of angels around."

He sounded like he was losing his patience, glad I wasn't the only one.

"It's not just any angel's blood, I've tried using mine, it doesn't work. We need the blood that was originally used."

Oh no, I had a feeling I wasn't going to like this.

"What blood was that?" I willed myself to ask.

"Uriel's, of course. He's the one who sanctioned all of this. Without his blood I'm afraid I can't continue a successful treatment."