Harlee POV
“But it explains a lot.” Zeev murmured. I jerked. The female Angel came closer, circling me, and I tensed.
“How?” I asked.
“You’re like a sponge, soaking up the impurities. Fascinating. How much more could you hold, I wonder? What’s your purpose?” She backed away, looking me in the eyes and whispered softly “What are you?” One of her hands floated towards my face. “May I touch you?” She breathed, but I jerked back, fear zinging through me.
“I’m not certain that Harlee’s very comfortable with that.” Zeev’s voice rumbled behind me, a protective arm coming up to surround me and pull me back against his chest.
“Oh of course, of course.” The Angel’s hands fluttered uselessly in the air as she backed away a step or two. “I was not trying to scare her, I was just tr
