Zeev POV
An Angel lunged at me and nicked my wing. I snarled and spun on him, ignoring the handful still facing me.
“Gruesome bloody death.” My darker side seemed to be whispering to me, demanding of me. The side I thought I had squashed when Harlee had improved. Yet here it was again, tickling the back of my brain with its delicious nightmares. I shook my head and roared, swiftly pouncing the Angel, severing his head from his body before I could fall into those sadistic ways again. Luckily, there was enough Grace in the room in the form of fallen, as in dying or dead, Angels, to give me quite a little power boost to help conquer that darker side. Though I did hear Lu’s noise of disgust as I happily crunched away. I snarled at her and continued my snack before casually swiping at
