Raphael muttered as they walked up the driveway. Gabriel rolled tension out of his shoulders. “I will,” he replied, wings ruffling in the light breeze. “Stop worrying.” They’d flown to Archangel Castle from Raphael’s cabin after spending the day together. They’d gone to sleep late and woken late. He hadn’t wanted to leave, especially not for this. He felt like they’d barely had time to settle into their mating. “Yeah, well, watch your back. Samael is not an honorable angel,” Raphael said, hand lightly touching Gabriel’s arm for a moment. Gabriel stopped. The woods around the clearing in front of the castle were quiet. Above them, the full moon shone bright and strong, lighting the dark sky and ground below. The landscape looked like something out of a dream. “I know he hasn’t been a good leader, but saying he is not honorable is a different thing entirely,” he said. Raphael nodded. “I know what I’m saying.” He looked away briefly, then met Gabriel’s eyes steadily.
