He kept slapping Uriel's face, he needed the bastard's help to get him out of here. He wouldn't be able to help him if he couldn't get his wings hidden.
It would be a dead give away id his wings stuck out of the cloak. "Uriel!"
Uriel's head went side to side as Lucian kept slapping him. Was her healing powers so strong that he could be out for days?
Lucian let out a frustrated sigh and he leant his head to his ear, they said unconscious people could still hear you if you talked to them. "Uriel, please fold your wings inward so we can get out of here."
He tried to keep his voice as light as he could but his heart was racing, he didn't know if Azazel would return here. He closed his eyes and lifted his head away from Uriel's ear, he was about to give up when he saw Uriel's wings moving. 'Ahh, so the bastard heard me.'
