Her book 2

8: Guardian Angel

Layla-Fia POV~~~~~~~~~~~

Deadly blades extended from my fingertips. Hard scales formed over my skin. Beanie was acting like my armor. The green eyed male held up his hands in surrender. He was young looking and very handsome. Yet his features could never compare to Aramis.

I shack those thoughts away. Why am I still thinking about him? He tried to kill me!

"Who are you?" I asked in a loud voice. I even added a bit of bass to show I wasn't scared. (A trick my father taught me)

"My name is Marco. I was sent from heaven to become your guardian angel." he says with a warm smile. I tried to read his aura, but it was like something strong was keeping me from seeing it. I did see a flicker of deep red. The color was quickly snatched away from my sight. I pushed harder against this wall that blinded my aura reading. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead. I saw a little trickle down the side of the green eyed male.

"I never heard of a demon with their own guardian." I say while squinting my eyes at him.

"But your not fully demon, now are you?" He adds with a smile.

I still kept my guard up.

"Prove it. Tell me something only my guardian angel would know." I challenged. I gave up trying to break down the invisible wall that kept me from reading his aura.

He flashed me a bright smile.
"I know that you are more powerful then you know. Your father is death," he says while pacing around, "Your mother is half angel, half human. A dead succubus soul somehow fused together with your mothers soul. So you also possess a bit of succubi in you. You have to wear a red cloak that harness your powers. I am simply here to teach you how to adapt to them."

I looked at him in shook. How could he possibly know all this? No one knows my true identity. Except Alexandra, but she just thinks I'm some kind of rare, virgin succubus breed.

"What are you here for." I asked in a shaky tone.

"I am simply here to help train you on how to use those incredible powers of yours. If your going against the devil himself, you don't think that your just going to take off that flimsy red fabric, and think that you'll be able to control it? It's like keeping a wild beast in a cage 24/7. Once you unleash it, there's no telling what it will do."

He was right. What did I think was going to happen when I took off my cloak. The few times I took it off was when I took a shower and sometimes when I slept. Whenever I did that, I could feel my powers pour out of my like an overflowing waterfall. It was nerve wrecking not knowing how to control it.

Pulse Lucifer has had plenty of practice and knowledge about mastering his powers. He would pick me off like the food in his teeth, if he ever saw me now.

"When does my training start?" I could feel my cloak change back into its original form. The hood creeped over my face. Putting it in complete darkness. It does that a lot. But I am deaths daughter. Its a habit.

"We can start..." A loud howl cut his sentence short.

A huge grey wolf emerged from the trees.

Shít, Him a again!

I looked back at Marco, only to find out he was gone.

Well isn't this just freaking great! He left me alone with a crazy demon hunter.

"Some guardian angel he is." I grumble under my breath.

My wings extended, ready to take off again.