Chapter 59
Aiden swallowed around the ache in his throat, blinking the heavy blur of tears out of his eyes. He was strong enough now to sit upright, but he didn’t push away again. Eskandar felt as insubstantial as air in his arms. His light still outshone the sun, but his wings were barely golden shadows, shimmering like mirages as they faded. “Eskandar?” He touched the angel’s cheek.
Eskandar turned his face into Aiden’s palm. I’m right here, Aiden.
“Please don’t leave me.” Aiden put his other hand on the side of Eskandar’s face, pulling him into a kiss. He deliberately opened himself as much as he could to the angel, letting the love he felt for Eskandar wash through him, trying to give him back his life the way Eskandar had just done for him, raising him from the dead. Eskandar was still alive, but oh, Aiden could feel the life leaving him, like ice crystals dissipating in the warm air.