My breath shook in my lungs as I rounded the corner. Az’s building sparkled one block down, a beacon in the dead of the New York night. Only a few more minutes, and I’d waltzed through that revolving door safe and sound. No one had jumped out of an alley to attack me.

Strange, really. Why hadn’t the killer taken the bait?

Just as I started to relax, two massive forms stepped out of a doorframe and blocked my path. It was the beefy angels. Gabriel and Suriel. And they didn’t look very pleased to see me.

Also, um, fuck? The demons were watching me from above. They wouldn’t miss me chatting with two angels.

I took a step back and dropped my voice to a whisper. “I told you not to contact me anymore.”

A deep frown pulled down Suriel’s lips. “Your texts concerned us. How could we be sure they were coming from you? Maybe someone, like Asmodeus, stole your phone. We needed to see you were safe with our own eyes.”

“Well, now you’ve seen me,” I hissed back. “Go away.”

Gabriel stiffened and glanced up. “They’re watching us right now. Aren’t they?”

“They are, and they’re going to think it’s pretty weird that I’m talking to you.”

“So, the texts were fake.” Suriel nodded, his golden hair gleaming beneath the moonlight.

“No,” I said through gritted teeth. “I meant every word. But I also don’t want to get fired. And I will if they think I’m spying on them for some angels.”

Suriel sighed and exchanged a glance with Gabe. “Mia, what you don’t understand is that there’s far more at stake than just—”

Caim dropped down onto the sidewalk, landing in a crouch between me and the angels. Massive wings stretched out behind him, the deep black feathers rippling in the breeze. They were like five times the size of his body. My mouth dropped open, and I stumbled back.

“Gabriel. Suriel,” Caim growled out as a warning. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Suriel gave him a winning smile. “We were just introducing ourselves to your newest employee. Strange, isn’t it? A human working at a supernatural club? One who knows everything about vampires, demons, and wolves?”

“Stay away from Mia,” Caim said, his body trembling with anger. Slowly, he stood, and his wings flared wide. “You’re not welcome at Infernal, and you’re not welcome near any of us.”

Gabriel arched a brow. “Us? Are you saying this little human is actually one of you?”

“Gabe.” Az dropped down on my left side. I whipped my head toward him, swallowing hard at his wings. They were corded in pure muscle, clearly apparent even beneath all those feathers. Slick and black, pulsing with pure power. As much as I hate to admit it, I gaped.