The Angel Reveal

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Seraphina:

Sera raced to the front of the building, feeling instant relief once her eyes fell on Draven again. Taking in his appearance, relief turned to alarm. She was at his side in seconds, just about to ask him if he was okay. After his words caught her attention, Sera couldn't help but chuckle softly, "Yea, well, don't make it a habit standing me up! I take those things personally!" Fighting back the tears from seeing him in pain, regretful for having left his side, perhaps Sera shouldn't have taken him hunting. "Oh? Are you brave enough for a third date?" Teasing him, yet secretly she did want to know. "And you're buying the drinks? Count me in then!" She sighed at the question, shaking her head, "My hunts are usually not this much fun, no. I seem to attract a lot of...unwelcomed bad luck? But never this much at once. However, for a first-time hunter, you did way better than me! Hell, I was barely alive at the end of it, so yeah. Also, I've never been to Italy, so I'm all for being a hermit there. As long as you accompany me, that is!" Following him to the car was not easy, as her only desire was to help him there, but she didn't want to step on his pride, so she resisted the urge to put an arm around his back to help steady him. She was about to make her way over to the passenger side. Her action was stalled by a voice stopping her cold. Why can they never get a freaking chance to breathe!

Doing as instructed, she stayed behind Draven, her concern-filled eyes meeting his, her muscles tense, her sight turning to watch Seth's every move, dread building up to an insane level within her of how this would end. Draven was hurt, bad. She wasn't sure if he could survive fighting Seth. Her faith in Draven was absolute, in the sense that he would protect her with his life, but what was terrifying her the most?...him losing his life to save her. Yea, he would beat Seth if needed. What about after? Would he still be breathing? She didn't want to even think of that not being the case, and at that, she stepped just a bit closer to Draven, as if her will alone could protect him. As he walked toward Seth, her first instincts were to make a grab for him and pull him back by her side. Hell, jump in the car with him and get the fuck out of there...but she knew that wouldn't happen...just who was Seth? Listening to the exchange of words made breathing harder, especially on confirmation of what she feared. Draven's ribs were indeed broken, and that was not good. She blinked, hearing Seth mention her, and Sera looked at him in confusion. Was Draven ruining his life again? Was she to blame? Draven's protective tone brought her attention back to the situation. However, the guilt of her ruining his life again filled her heart with despair. Also, if Draven and Seth both feared Davies, then she did not want to meet that man...Seth's words hit her hard.

"Hey! You don't know anything about me!" Sera clenched her teeth, a slight growl escaping her lips at Seth's attempt to get her against Draven, "Fake ID was not exactly what you implied, asshole!" Sera was fuming at even the mere thought that she would even think less of Draven, he was everything to her, and she didn't care what he had done. It didn't matter to her! Seth's threat of Draven getting killed almost brought her heart to an abrupt stop, as the Hunter was unsure what she could do about it. She was willing to give her last breath to keep him safe. Hearing the nobody and the blonde comment, Seraphina found both wildly offensive, though deep down, agreeing with Seth. Why did Draven care so much about her? All she did was constantly ruin his life. All thoughts were broken when Draven jumped Seth, having not been expecting that! Not in his condition! She watched in complete shock that he had that kind of strength left in him. What drove him? How was he still even standing, let alone fighting?

Sera flinched as Draven punched the asshole right in the jaw, his ability to fight amazed her beyond anything else. The man was a freaking machine! She meant that in the greatest of compliments. The man was invincible in her eyes, and she couldn't imagine being without him. Then again, when he was struck back, she rushed forward, no thought of the danger she would be putting herself in. However, she stopped dead when Draven held up his hand. Doing once again as instructed, which to her was a sign of deep respect for Draven. Usually, Sera would not take orders from anyone, but with Draven? Sera would do whatever he told her to, as long as it didn't get him killed. However, that didn't mean she wasn't using all her will to not rush to him or raise her gun at Seth. Hating to see Draven in pain, this scene in front of her broke her heart, especially as she could do nothing to help. As Seth was about to leave, her eyes narrowed, "Fuck you, Seth!" She couldn't help it and made sure to not flinch as he looked back. She would make him pay one day.

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