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“Hello
,” I whispered.

She did not utter
a word, but another mortal female tugged at her arm.


Alaine. Let’s go,” she whispered. She took her arm and tugged her away from me, through the doors of the café. As the distance between us grew larger, the immense feelings began to dissipate.

Alaine.
The enchantress had a name. A name which echoed through my entire being, secretly calling out to her. I wanted to be near her. Wanted to know every detail about her.

But one question pressed on
my mind. Was she truly mortal?

I’
d never before experienced such erratic emotions, but had heard countless stories of them. Through the centuries, when a Pureblood found their mate, an instant awareness and connection was made between the kindred spirits.

With a touch, a strong
connection and mutual bond was formed, linking the two together…forever. This binding was so strong that whenever they were apart, each heart ached for the other, longing to be joined once again.

 
  I wanted to follow after her, but instead I stayed put and battled my emotions, waiting and hoping she would return. Had she experienced the same feelings I had? Her wide eyes told me that we had shared something.

But those
things left unexplained would haunt me. I couldn’t let her disappear without first discovering who she really was. If she were mortal, I would be crushed. But how could feelings so strong lead to someone who was so forbidden? She had to be more. Maybe she was a Pureblood, like me. Maybe she was also on assignment. Maybe she was a Guardian.

I would stay until I found out.  

Alaine:

I
’d recently celebrated my 22
nd
birthday, and was on break from college, studying to become a nurse. Both of my parents were battling their own separate medical illnesses, and I wanted to learn how to better care for them, and give back a little for all the years they helped me. 

A colleague of mine, Krystal Kross, wanted to take me to a fairly new café that she’d heard about. They supposedly served some
killer
coffee and sandwiches, so I was game.

As we walked toward the
entrance I noticed a young man sitting by himself at one of the two tables outside, observing the people passing by. He had slightly wavy, dark-brown hair which was a bit shorter on the sides than it was on top, and was all drawn back. From the side, his features were strong and masculine, and his skin was slightly tanned. Muscles were well defined on his arms, and I could only think they were equally proportioned throughout his tall, lean frame. He was definitely a beautiful specimen.

A light smirk formed
his face as he watched a couple embrace across the street. He had a cup of coffee set in front of him which steam was still escaping from.

As we
walked closer to him I suddenly felt a heat flash throughout my body. My world became a blur, and tingles pricked my skin. I felt strange. Like every part of my being was being drawn towards this stranger, and before I knew it, I was standing a few feet away from him. Staring, but I couldn’t seem to pull myself away. 

I watched the expression on his face change as his head turned,
and the most beautiful, big-brown eyes met mine. His eyes showed a look of confoundment; mimicking the look I felt I’d had.

I was
completely entranced by him. He felt so familiar, but yet was completely unfamiliar. His face seemed to be glowing with an unearthly beauty, and the area around him seemed to have a strong gravitational force, almost magnetic, beckoning me, pulling me closer.

Krystal squeezed
my arm, snapping me from my reverie.

“Alaine. Let’s go,” she urged
, giving me a crazy look.

I
had to will myself to leave. Fight to keep my head straight, but my feet were anchored, not wanting to move from its current place of bliss.

But my mind finally won, and
as we departed from his presence, my body began to unbend, and feel a little more at ease.

What the hell was happening to me?
  

**********

That first encounter left both Samuel and Alaine disconcerted. Samuel wrestled with the decision to stay and see if he could find out more about Alaine, or just leave and forget about her, although he doubted leaving would be so easy.

Alaine
, on the other hand, fought her inner turmoil to return to the stranger outside. She’d never experienced such impulsive internal cravings, and it all happened without a touch, and without an inkling of who he was. It was as if her body longed to be near him.

The
inside of café started to feel small, suffocating, almost like it was closing in on her. Her mind was lost in a cloud, and her thoughts were floating. Everything around her seemed dull and faded, and her mind was fixed on one thing. Him. The stranger who was sitting outside. Alone.

Her t
houghts made her insides twist with excitement and apprehension. Should she go to him? Alaine was desperate to find answers. She needed to know who he was, so despite her normal behavior, she excused her friend and started toward him.

As she neared the exit, her stomach twisted with a million butterflies. Heat
rushed through her and her legs became weak and shaky. She took in another deep breath and continued. Her hand touched the door, the only obstruction between them, and as soon as she pushed it open, tingles immediately pricked her skin.

The air around them was humming with electricity. The closer s
he drew to him, the vibrations became stronger. Like a silent yet beautiful song, entrancing and luring one heart towards the other.

His head snapped back to her,
and his beautiful brown eyes flashed with a bit of excitement, pleasure, and confusion. She paused at the doorway. Their eyes steeled on one another.

He lifted his
hand out to her, and without hesitation, she took it. Instantly… time froze, and the world around them faded away. Now, only they remained. Two left in their own existence, sharing one unfamiliar connection. The attraction was undeniable. It was magical. One string tugging on two hearts, magically binding them together…forever.

 

Chapter Seven

Passion

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Samuel:

After our f
irst encounter, my mind would not allow me to stray from Alaine for too long. I was unfocused, even in battle, and became thankful and indebted to Danyel, who managed to save me from more than a few near death situations.

I was completely spellbound.
Everything about Alaine possessed, captivated, and seduced me. Her presence, her smell, her touch. It was like a drug. She was a substance of which my body craved, and I experienced withdrawals whenever there was distance between us.

But m
y worst fears were realized when I learned that Alaine was not a Pureblood. She was a Nephilim, a Halfbreed, which made our relationship completely forbidden within the laws of the Otherworlds. The worlds above and below which held every single Pureblood accountable. A law which was clear and precise. Purebloods were only allowed to mate with Purebloods. Any breeding among the mortals was considered immoral and highly forbidden. If caught, both mortal and immortal were immediately sought after and executed, along with any illegitimate children. The Nephilim.

We were damned from the start, and o
ur hearts were the ones that had led us astray. But how could feelings so strong, so sure, and so mutual, be so forbidden?

It was conf
ounding, the fact that she was only a Halfbreed, but we shared a connection which should have been given exclusively to immortal Purebloods, who were destined to live out the rest of their lives together. A bond transcending all time. A bond which could not be broken, unless one was killed. But even in death, a part of them would remain forever imbedded in the heart of their mate.

If Alaine and I consummated
our bond we would be breaking the law, and this law had one consequence. Death.

I was shocked to
learn that she was a Nephilim, because it was rare to see one survive in these dark days, especially past their transformation. That was because they were now being hunted and killed by Lucian and his murderous buffoons.

But it was Alaine’
s gift of invisibility which kept her alive through the years when evil was sent to kill her. With her amulet she was able to recognize when evil was near, and mastered her gift to escape death countless times.     

Ange
ls have a distinct fragrance, sweet and perfumed, and also have a heightened sense of smell that they use to identify each other.

The Fallen
have a very similar aroma, but it became tainted the day of The Fall. That peculiar smoky aroma set them apart from their Heavenly counterparts, making them easier to identify.

Everything was seemingly perfect in my life, despite the fact it all had to be kept secret, but
there was also Danyel, my best friend and companion, who I had to contend with. He continually asked me questions about my disappearances, and I hated the fact I had to conceal so many truths from him.

I did confess that I had met someone, but I never revealed her name. This way, if he
were ever questioned, he would remain innocent. He instantly knew she wasn’t a Pureblood, because if she was, he would have already been introduced to her.

I kept Alaine
completely secret, being careful and sure of her safety.

Danyel was completely opposed to our relationship, because he knew that if it continued, it would eventually end in death. But he also noticed a change in me. A positive change that happened the moment I touche
d her. I was not my own anymore. Alaine had possessed a part of me, and I, a part of her.

The day I
laid eyes on her I noticed she radiated a beautiful aura, which since transferred to me. Danyel said he could see it in my eyes, how complete and content I had become. She changed me, and for the better.

Danyel
admitted he was a bit jealous, and longed to find his mate and the same happiness I had gained with Alaine. I hoped, for his sake, that he would too.

But
, from now on I would be fighting a completely different battle. A battle to keep Alaine safe. It would be a most difficult task, but one that I was ready for.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Alaine:

The day I laid eyes on Samuel, my life changed
forever. Something strange happened that day at the café. Some kind of universal connection, which couldn’t be explained. Samuel said it was a type of bonding which only happens between Purebloods, but I wasn’t a pureblood, and thus, the bonding completely baffled us.

I
learned a lot about Samuel from all the time we spent together. He told me about Angels, about the Fall, and about his enduring existence. I was entirely captivated by his wondrous stories and the fact that he was a Fallen Angel and experienced warrior.

But
now, this beautiful, magical being, was with me. There was something so enchanting about him. He was affectionate and warm, not anything I expected one of the Fallen to be. I treasured his friendship, his devotion, and his passion.

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