Chapter 65
"When I am done with her, she will be a climax of my masterwork, a gift to the inferior human race from my Heavenly Sire." He flashed a smile of twisted beneficence, as though he bestowed grace on unworthy beings.
Swallowing passed the sick in his throat, Logan commanded, "I said let her go. You're done."
Looking to all the world as if he had just slandered his character, Angelous' expression seethed with dark intent. Wrath and malice poured from his body. "You would have me stop, to leave before my work is complete? You would take my Sire's approval from me? Nein! I will complete my commission, I will do as my Heavenly Sire has commanded. I will make this world perfect. I will make this masterpiece perfect." With his last word, he flew to the table where Haven lay, and thrust his knife into the flesh beneath her breast. She heaved upward, a scream tearing from her throat, and blood pouring from the wound.