***Kayla's POV***
I was about to do some very un-ladylike things to this... guy?
Thing?
This angel could very well become my punching bag for all the pent up frustration his master is responsible for.
But alas...
Cooler heads must prevail.
And I don't have the power to act of my own accord.
Who knows what ideas that demented head could create if one of his toys was broken in the Land of the Stars.
It could start a war.
A war we are not yet prepared for.
We still need more time.
We still need to finish our plan.
This single derail from our initial assumption has made it so blatantly obvious that we are still not prepared.
And that our enemy is already on the move.
We need to start soon, or we'll never get ahead.
With that in mind, I removed my foot from the back of the ang
