Page 31 of Grave Revelations (Prophecies of Angels and Demons #3)

Chapter 30

Dina

Dina raced through halls gilded in gold, feeling the crushing weight of time bearing down on her—on all of them. When she reached the archway to Daniel’s room, she slid to a stop.

“What news have you?” she asked, composing her features.

Daniel looked up from his bed of golden feathers, a soft smile playing over his lips. “No news, sister.”

Dina held in a vicious retort. How he had been tasked as a watcher when he cared so little would confound her to the end of eternity. “The nasdaqu-ush has taken many lives, yet there have been no souls to breach the pearly gates in five days. Father only knows what occupies your mind, but it seems it is not the humans.”

Daniel’s dark brows slid down his forehead, furrowing between his eyes. “And why should they occupy my mind? Their end draws near; we all sense it. Let them perish.”

Dina squeezed her hands into fists. “In case you have forgotten, brother , our mission in this long existence is to watch over and guide them to an afterlife of peace. ”

Daniel lifted a silver feather, watching it float gently back down. “The reashes in the fertile crescent detected a nest, but it was empty when they arrived, and they found no new creatures.”

“When was the last time any of them checked in?”

He blew out a breath, feathers fluttering in her direction. “Three mortal days.”

“Could they reach you if they were in trouble?”

“They have cellphones just as yours did.”

“And if they can’t use their cellphones? Could they contact you some other way?”

Daniel huffed in disbelief. “They were mere witches when we turned them. Not all of us are blessed with a Naphil for a reash, Dina.”

“I would have thought you cared more about this mission, Daniel.”

He dropped his chin onto his knuckles. “Why?”

Dina rolled her eyes, leaving Daniel’s room and continuing to Chamuel’s. She leaned through white stone pillars. The fountain at the center of his room was tranquil, the water a placid pool at its base. He was out.

Raphael was the only other seraph she would consider taking with her now that her most trusted brother was gone.

Seeing him in his new form pained her, but he was strong. He’d held off on accepting his place as co-ruler in Primoria; there was hope for him yet.