Amethyst White And The Fallen Angel

Chapter 3

There was only one thing left to do. I remembered the way Azrael's body felt next to mine, the feeling his lips brought about in me. I would surely be able to tell whether or not this man was telling the truth.

I walked towards him and I noticed the way his body stiffened the closer I got. I didn't stop until I was inches away from him, his scent much more different than I remembered. This one invaded every single one of my senses all at once, making it difficult for me to breathe.

"What are you doin—,"

He didn't get to finish as I pressed my lips against his. The moment our lips touched, it felt as though I'd entered another universe. Sparks broke off all over my body and threw me off guard. My power weakened as I let my guard down and the fallen angel broke free from my hold on him. He gripped me by my waist roughly before shoving my body against his and deepening the kiss. I moaned as he took my bottom lip into his mouth and sucked hard on it.

Totally surprising me, he let go of my body just as quickly as he'd grabbed onto it and made a sound of discomfort as he dropped to the ground holding onto his chest. He squeezed the area above his heart and roared.

I held my breath, unable to move.

I was completely shocked at the sight in front of me. He roared as one would do when they were in pain, even his face couldn't hide his anguish.

If this man was the one that I remembered, the one who had broken my heart, I would have left him here like this. However, now that I'd kissed him I was sure that this angel wasn't Azrael. . . Then I couldn't leave him like this.

I stooped down before him and tried to touch his chest but he only pulled away from me. "Don't touch me." He hissed, looking at me as though I was some sort of monster.

It felt like only a few minutes ago I was the one saying this to him.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked.

His eyes narrowed. "You clearly did something to me, did you poison me with that kiss?" he accused angrily.

Poison him with a kiss?

"I did nothing to you, I was just confirming whether or not you were telling the truth." I confessed.

He leaned back against the tree, his eyes narrowed. "By kissing me?"

My cheeks flushed, I hadn't realized how forward I'd been earlier until now. "You look exactly like someone I know," I explained. "We're not exactly on good terms but I needed to know the truth."

He quirked a brow at me. "You must really hate him."

I pressed my lips together and tried to stay calm. Whenever I thought about Azrael's betrayal it always angered me to the point that I was desperate to have my revenge.

"So," Angelo started to speak again, seeing that I hadn't responded to his last statement. "How exactly did you end up trapped in that ice?"

I frowned at him. "Trapped in what ice?"

He looked at me with a confused expression. "Don't you know that you were practically stuck inside an ice structure for years?"

The last thing I remembered was my mother telling me that she was going to use a spell to help me heal from my heartbreak. I'd gone pretty close to insanity, it was a dark place in my life.

It still was.

When I'd learnt that Azrael had betrayed me with my best friend it was like everything had fallen apart right before my eyes. My mother tried everything in her power to help me heal, she even promised to make them both pay for the pain they'd brought upon me. But I didn't want her help, I wanted to destroy them both myself.

When mother realized that I wasn't improving after an entire month of depression, she brought forward a potion that was supposed to help me forget about Azrael. She did warn me however that I would fall into a deep sleep for a little while.

I didn't have a problem with it.

But yet this man was telling me that I'd been in some sort of ice structure for years now?

"I don't know what you're talking about." I finally responded, crossing my arms and staring pointedly at him.

He pointed to a puddle of water behind me. "You see that water there. It's from the ice that you were trapped inside."

I followed his gaze and frowned at the water. "That could be from the rain, this forest is known to have a lot of rainfall."

He sighed but then let out a string of curses. I spun around to face him, confused at his sudden change in mood.

"It's that bird again!" Angelo mumbled frustratingly. I followed his gaze and indeed there was a bird heading in our direction. I held out my hand and watched as it landed onto it.

I stared at the small creature in shock.

"This isn't any normal bird." I whispered more to myself than to Angelo.

"What do you mean?"

"I can sense a spell on it, I know my mother's work well. This was definitely done by her." I replied, taking a closer look while further inspecting the creature.

"I have absolutely no idea what you're speaking about." He said in a flat tone.

"I'm trying to tell you that this is a witch trapped as a bird." I snapped. "And judging by how powerful it is, this is definitely the work of my mother."

"You mean she turned a witch into a bird?" he asked.

I nodded and walked over to the puddle of water and placed the bird on the ground making sure that it was surrounded by all of the water. I gathered some wood and placed it around the water before starting a fire.

"What the hell are you doing?" He demanded.

I held my hand up for him to be quiet.

"Through this water and through this fire, I command thee to give me what I desire. I call upon my mother's spell, listen to these words that I must tell. I order thee to be gone. . . back where you belong." I shouted above the roaring of the flames. "Leave us be, for all to see."

A blue light emitted from the bird as thunder roared above us, my mother's spell. I was positive it was hers now, her spells always gave off a blue color just like mine usually left a hint of purple.

As the blue smoke disappeared, a new figure appeared before us. I blinked a couple times before shock coursed through me.

Amidst the blazing flames stood my younger sister.

"Amber," I whispered her name in horror.

Did mother do this to her?

But why?