What Remains Unbound
‘While Madeline is in the dream state’
Lucien
“The others have cleaned up the mess.”
Zyrean’s voice pulled me back from where I’d drifted into that dangerous place between memory and rage. The mess he was referring to wasn’t just the battlefield. It was the aftermath. The broken angels. The questions. The doubt.
I knew that Madeline had no romantic feelings for the Angel; I could feel that through the bond we shared, but he was still very important to her in some way, and I did not like it one bit.
I forced a nod.
“Have they started spreading the message?”
“Seraphine’s already sent word through the southern outposts,” he said. “Kealith is handling the infernal gates. They’re all saying the same thing: Lucifer lives. The war has begun.”
Finally, no more secret
