Chapter Fifteen

Zaphkiel - archangel whose name means "the knowledge of God."

My heart pounded inside my ribcage and I thought I forgot how to breathe. Even without looking, I knew what… or rather, who I bumped into.

I stood still, unable to move, afraid to make a sound. I felt him move in front of me. He didn’t take a step back though. Instead, I felt his hand entrap mine against his bare chest, holding me in place. Then, I felt his fingers graze my cheek, almost touching my scars. Then his hand touched my nape lightly. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

His touch was electric and my knees were slowly turning to jelly, I was almost sure I wouldn’t be able to support my own weight any minute.

In the dark… maybe Hunter would remember what it was like between us. Maybe when he couldn’t see my face, his touch would remember who I once was in his life.

I feel his breath against my cheek. It smelled fresh and mint