#Chapter38
The archangel
Ian's POV
Dedicated to EmrysRhodri
The bedroom door creaked open and Ted walked in, Gabeielle following suit. He was in a black shirt and rocked a blue jean.
Our eyes locked and he immediately scowled. /"Great, Ian's awake./" He sat on an armchair and crossed his arms, his eyes burning with anger. /"Back to tell more lies I guess./"
He was definitely angry. Shame slapped me hard in the face. I didn't know how to start apologising. But I didn't want him to find out this way. I wanted to tell him myself.
Ted glanced around the room and stopped his gaze on Micheal who sat at the corner of the room. /"Who's he?/" He rolled his wrist. /"Let me guess, a vampire./"
/"I'm an angel./" Michael frowned. /"An archangel./"
Ted threw his hand in the air /"Great, an angel. Who's next, God?/"
