CHAPTER FIVE : The Warning in His Wings
Lilith didn’t return to the café.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4FQujqItum
She couldn’t.
Not after that dream she felt bleed from Daniel’s soul.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9NYE1y0rwe
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.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGuWf4B3QuI
Her former lover.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA4KbplLj88
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.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU2tzSLb6l0
“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.”8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY4AQprbqot
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.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHzUrh7U9nU
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.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtd7P8ocbO6
“Then I hope he’s ready to fall, too.”
