Chapter Forty_One: Angels POV: Those Who Don’t Know Call me

Song recommended: Power By Isak Danielson

"W-w-what ar-re y-o-u?" she stuttered as she stepped back away from it and he glided forward. Seemingly excited. "One's nightmare, one's father and mother, one's desire and yet at the end, I am whatever I aspire to be." It chuckled.

He stood high before her and she didn't know how to react to it. She couldn't describe how he looked but she knew from the aura's he gave that he wasn't a usual kind of being. His scent was confusing as though he had applied too many to throw off competitors or hunters.

His long tongue licked his sharp teeth as though testing to see if they were sharp enough. He then lubricated his lips and she could see some of his saliva drips off his lips.

He was probably seven feet, his red-brown eyes in the shape of almonds and his hair long and black. It looked slightly red. His body literally had the skin of a snake and that would explain how he move. His nose looked tiny as if one of a child.

His lips stretched into an unnerving smile as if the jokers but the joker was more decent then what towed over her. She caught the scent of blood on him and when her eyes saw his nails she shivered, noticing that they were as sharp as a wolf's. There was blood on them also.

"My, my, my what a delight my night has been, I have witnessed many thing. Usually when something interrupts my meal. I kill it immediately but you … oh you are one meal, I plan to take my time with." He whispered as he raised his hand and reached for me.

When his hands touched me, I flinched and my body shook with fear. Fear raced through my veins as though I had just entered the most realistic dream and wasn't surprised. This was a nightmare that I wasn't sure I would ever survive.

The worst being, there was no way to wake up from reality.

"A fallen angel," he whispered and he raised his hands from my shoulders to my chin, raising my eyes to meet his. Those very red-brown eyes turned lighter and I felt everything in me shiver. "You wreak of so much fear, so much pain, you are definitely one that cannot be missed. I am surprised that the other creatures in this realm haven't killed you yet." He admitted.

The smell of blood from his hands filled her nostrils and she couldn't avoid it. Because if she stepped back, her back would be against the tree and she would be more trapped. If she tried to escape, she wouldn't get far because her knee was hurt and she didn't know how long it would take to heal.

"You are so beautiful…" he whispered as he ran his hands through her hair and tugged at it, causing her neck to be exposed to him. She felt his canines trace her neck and she shivered with uncontrollable fear. "You smell divine. I wonder … I truly wonder what you would smell like, if you were coated in my scent. Maybe I should have you drown in it. Better yet, maybe you should bare my future." He chuckled as he licked her.

"Such a delight. Such a delight." He taunted and she felt her eyes fill with tears. "Crying out won't work if you attempt but I wouldn't mind hearing your voice. Especially if you cry and scream. Those sounds just make me more hungry. In fact, cry out, please do cry out." He requested.

When he saw me close my mouth and hold everything back, he chuckled. "Be obedient and I swear everything will go easily." He coaxed but she was no fool. She knew that would just make things easier for him and even though she wasn't really resisting now.

That doesn't mean she wouldn't fight when the time came.

Yet without her realizing, she felt him cut her shoulder and she couldn't help but cry out in pain. Not from the cut, but from what he did after that. He bit into her shoulder and was not gentle about it.

"You and I, we are going to make impeccable music together." He laughed before biting her again, causing her to scream.