Dabriel

The prophecy said she would be the one for me but I didn’t expect to fall her the moment I met her. I had been warned about a human girl all my life but my visions never warned me about how it feels. I saw myself meeting her tonight; I saw how happy I was. For once in my life, I actually felt a peace when I walked into that restaurant; my powers weren’t pressing me to heal everyone in the room that had anything from a paper cut to cancer.

My mind and eyes couldn’t look away from her. Winter has an aura like no other, like a glowing blue beacon and it’s beautiful, much like her. Her dark brown hair looks softer than fairy wings and her body was made to make angels fall. I can’t actually fall by mating with humans because that’s just a human rumour. We angels are born either light or dark, two light angels can have a dark angel child, and much like two dark angels can have a light child. We don’t mix our races yet somehow the Goddess always chooses who we belong too.

“We have a problem,” I say to Wyatt, flying down next to his car outside Winters apartment. I flew behind them, watching as he kissed her. I can’t say I’m a little jealous but I’m trying not to be.

“Yeah what?” he asks as he watches my wings. Supernaturals are always fantasised with our wings. We hide them from humans most the time and I was a little surprised that Winter didn’t see through my glamour tonight at the restaurant. Her powers are coming through but I’m not sure what they are, what she is.

“Jax is protecting her; our little wildfire is tangling with the wolves,” I tell Wyatt who looks over at me in shock.

“How?” He asks finally.

“Jax didn’t tell me. All I know is that he hasn’t killed her and they have swapped blood. He thinks of her as his pack. I didn’t see it in a vision until after it happened or I would have stopped it.” I tell Wyatt who nods.

“We always knew she would find us all. I’m more surprised that Jax didn’t try to kill her. I smelt a faint wolf on her but I assumed she has a friend at school.” Wyatt says and I nod.

“My visions aren’t clear about her. There is one but I’m only getting a party and a bad feeling.” I tell him.

“You need to work on that brother.” He smirks.

“I don’t like it. I’ve never been stopped from seeing something important before. Winter’s future is lost to me; all I see is death and love.” I say tensely, my visions have never been something I’ve feared but now they scare me.

“What can we do? We have to be here for her and lead her along her path.” Wyatt tells me. Like I don’t already know this.

“What is your father up to? My council has told me he has called us three times. Each time he wants us to stay out of something. I haven’t seen any visions about him in a long time, enough time that I believe he is blocking me somehow.” I tell Wyatt. A worried look on his face as he thinks, his father is pure evil unlike Wyatt and anything he does, everyone needs to be aware of. He won’t risk a war with the angels or witches. As far as I know, we are both still neutral, the witches are siding more and more with the wolves, and I bet Wyatt’s dad knows this.
“How could he block you?” He asks me.

“No clue man,” I tell him, I don’t know of any power that could block us. I look over at Winter’s simple apartment; it’s a grey building like many others in this town. It’s nothing remarkable and neither is our university, so why did Winter turn up here. I think someone must have known about her and sent her to the town with the most supernaturals in. The only place she could have met all of us.

“I’m doing a protective ward on her building, Atti is going to come tonight and put another layer of protection on it.” I tell Wyatt.

“Make sure the wolves can enter.” He says while watching the apartment.

“Aren’t you worried Jax will hurt her?” I ask. I’m half tempted to tell Wyatt no. I don’t want Jax near her when he is like this. The brother I grew up with, one of my best friends is lost because of his sister’s death. A death I saw way too late.

“If he does, I will beat the shit out of him,” Wyatt says bluntly. I have no doubt he would. Jax only hates me and Atti because we sided with Wyatt when he needed us. There was no right or wrong person but Jax didn’t see that. That wolf is as stubborn as the rest of us.

“So would I. I'm more worried about her heart,” I tell Wyatt.

“She will fall for me instead,” He laughs, messing with his wavy blonde hair.

“I'll be around.” I narrow my eyes at him and he smirks at me.

“I’m sure you won’t go far.” He replies, a slight challenge in his gaze. There isn’t the normal jealously you would expect to find when I think about sharing Winter. I know if I had to share her with anyone else, I would lose it. My best friends are different, I guess it helps that I’ve always known I would have to share her. Sharing mates is not unheard of with many of our kinds, with our races not bringing out an even amount of females and males. The slight problem with us sharing is that it’s never happened before. I know all our families would lose their shit over this; I have enough problems with my two younger brothers as it is. They highly dislike me and want the throne I will inherit from my council in a year. The problem is, I have to follow every one of the council’s rules or they will give my throne to one of my brothers.  They dislike me as much as I dislike them, a bunch of very old angels who believe their word is law and we shouldn’t help others.

“I researched her family.” He tells me, shaking me from my own issues. Winter is all that matters now.

“and?”

“One mother, no other family but there isn’t a birth certificate for Winters birth. There’s a fake one, and it was made when Winter was a least two years old. I want to meet her mother and ask some questions.” He tells me. I have a big suspicion that Winter isn’t human, maybe a half of something. Purely because I’ve never seen humans have such a strong aura. Or a blue one for that matter.

Vampires have a black aura, angels are yellow, witches are purple and shifters are green. Humans are gold.

“Her father?” I ask.

“None around, her mother grew up in the small town she lives in. She moved into her family home when her parents passed away. I saw that she went to university a few years before Winter was born but nothing else.” He says.

“It’s odd. I expected her parents to protect her from us, not send her straight to us.” I tell him. I knew we would meet her eventually but I expected her to have protective parents. I know she isn’t all human because of a seer, a very old angel, told us that she would have strong parents. That was over hundred years ago, way before any of us were born so who knows. It could all be hearsay.

“Me too. Something is going on and I’m not sure what. From the pictures I have of Winters mother, they do look kind of alike, so I doubt she isn’t really Winters mother.” Wyatt says.

“I'll look into it; I wish I knew a dark angel who didn’t like their queen.” I joke. Dark angels can see the past and have visions of it, unlike light angels who can only see the near future.

“I don’t know any. I bet my father does but I’m not telling him about Winter, he would expect me to turn her.” Wyatt says.

“I'll ask Atti.” I reply, with a slight grimace at his father being mentioned. The king of the vampires isn’t a good man and I want Winter as far away from him as possible.

“Got to go, I’m hungry.” He grins at me.

“Later vampire.” I laugh and walk towards Winters home. I whisper the protection ward, linking it to my powers and it will hold until I die. I will feel everyone that enters her home with bad intentions; it’s a power meant to protect our young and mates.

I watch from the shadows as Wyatt drives off before letting my bright white wings out, I fly home as a vision hits me.