Chapter 90: Never.

Engel's eyes carefully skimmed her over as he slowly let her gown slid off her shoulders, while he completely ignored the embarrassed look etched on her face. He could tell she felt conscious and shy under his scrutiny, the faint blush on her face and the anxious beating of her heart attested to it, but confirming she was fine and back in one piece was the sole priority of his heart right now.

His scrutinizing eyes trailed through every corner of her skin in search of bruises or spell cuts. She had been away in the witches realm and he knew how crafty those vicious creatures could be.

He turned her by the shoulders as his eyes continuously went all over her, making Nevaeh feel more conscious and mortified.

"Engel." She softly called when he continuously fussed over her. He paused and peered at those eyes he had longed to see for days but were no where near him.

"I'm really not hurt." She told again and he nodded finally believing her words.

His eyes locked on hers which were secretly speaking to his heart. He pulled her in once more and kissed her lips hard. Pouring and venting every anger, fear and frustration he had felt in the last three days. He kissed her till they both ran out of breath and he could hear her gasp, and his heart finally began to pound normally again.

Engel had felt himself at death doors when he watched her disappear out of his life again. Heaven knows the eternal torture he had endured. He had felt his soul been pulled to a bottomless pit of darkness, where all he felt was helplessness which he turned to rage. But now, for the first time in three long and miserable days, Engel finally felt air in his lungs, and life in his soul. He felt light return and shatter the darkness that had been threatening to break out of him.

He leaned his head against her shoulders and his eyes began to sting and burn, while his hand wrapped her tightly.

"I don't want to ever lose you again, Nevaeh. Never." He hoarsely whispered.

"Are you crying?" Nevaeh asked when she felt his tears on her naked back, but he shook his head, while his arms drew her even closer.

"Oh Engel." She cried as she wrapped her arms around him too.

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Hearing a man like Engel cry was something Nevaeh had never imagined. She knew it had been hard for him, but she could never imagine it this way, that he had to cry.

When he held her so tightly, she knew he didn't feel close enough, and she had felt the same. Their hearts longed to be intertwined with one another, closing whatever space existed between them.

There had always been so much space between them at one point or another. The space of life and death, and that of realms had at different times kept them apart, so she could understood his longing. Or maybe she didn't. She truly didn't know how it felt like to wait for someone like he had. How to stay alone and continuously long for something you once had. Three days for her had been terrible, so she couldn't even begin to imagine how he felt then and now.

Hearing him cry and feeling the warm droplets of his tears touch her skin made her heart shatter.

Her slender hand comfortingly brushed through his hair and neck.

"You'll never lose me again, Engel. Never." She promised.

"I'll be stuck to you in this lifetime and we shall face all hurdles together, I promise."

She kissed his cheeks and comforted him totally forgetting her embarrassment of being naked before him.

A comforting and assuring smile framed her face as she kissed his lips and wiped his tears.

"I'm sorry." He apologized, clearly not out of embarrassment but of burdening her with comforting him.

"For what, Lord Engel?" She raised a brow at him. "Men are allowed to cry too, especially you." She told him and kissed his lips again.

"You're allowed to cry, so I can I have the responsibility of comforting you." She smiled at him, and he slightly smiled back.

"I'll try not make it an habit." He told her making her nod.

"Can I put my clothes back on?" She asked.

"Why?" He raised a brow at her, but Nevaeh could see the way his eyes darkened as they moved over her, returning the conscious feeling of standing half naked before him.

"We have guest, and Araminta and Mr..Simon needs to be cartered for." She told him as she tried reaching for her gown but he quickly stopped her.

"Elyon and Kiel can handle it."

Elyon and Kiel?

"Are they angels?" She curiously inquired, and he nodded affirmatively.

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His long fingers slowly began to trail her the side of her neck to her collar bone. "Let them take care of the others, while I take care of you." He gently said, his eyes color changing position and glistening in that familiar way that always held Nevaeh spell bound. She knew what he was trying to do.

He was luring her like he always did.

She took his hand off her and avoided his gaze. "Be a good host, Engel." She told him.

Engel frowned when she didn't waver and reached for her gown instead. He snatched the gown away from her and vanished out of sight leaving Nevaeh stunned. She had seen the others teleport, and she had felt him move her through space, but she hadn't clearly seen him do it in front of her.

He returned in seconds, appearing in front of her with another dress like he hadn't left her seconds ago. These things were too much, and it would require a lot getting used to.

"Wear this." He told her, showing her the simple sundress he had in hand. He helped her into it before taking her to the sitting room where they saw the others waiting as well as an extra face.

"Laila." Nevaeh called.

"El.."

"Nevaeh" Laila's eyes glistened with relief and excitement on seeing Nevaeh back and in Engel's arms. Nevaeh looked at the protective man who had his hand around her despite knowing Laila's intention of walking over.

She smiled and shrugged while Laila nodded in understanding. She took a quick glance at Engel before staring at Araminta who was still openly oogling at Kiel.

Laila introduced Kiel and Elyon to Nevaeh once again, while Nevaeh introduced Araminta to everyone.

"She saved me and Mr Si..mon." Nevaeh looked at the man who was slightly looking better than he had been minutes ago, but he was still bloody and wounded.

"He'll be fine soon." She turned to Engel and nodded when she heard that. Though this Simon looked different from the one she knows, she still felt the same towards him. He had been the one who spoke most to her when she first got here, and he had taught her too.

Thinking about something, Nevaeh suddenly wondered why and how had he gotten to the witches realm? And if was a demon why did he look different from the others she had seen? He looked more...human.

Engel glanced at Araminta and said. "Thank you for saving my wife and friend."

Araminta nodded and smiled at him. "Do not thank me yet, Lord Engel. Nothing I've done has been without purpose." She said with a cryptic smile, making Nevaeh frown as she looked at Araminta and Engel.

"What do you want?" Engel asked.

Araminta looked through the window by her side before glancing at Engel. "Something is coming and I know you angels can feel it too. You need your powers back."

"They are gone." Engel blankly told her.

"Are you sure?" Araminta said cryptically. Nevaeh also looked at Engel as she thought about something. Did Engel not know what she was?

Engel frowned at Araminta. "What do you mean?" He asked.

"Have you ever wondered why her mind isn't open to you?" She tilted her brows to Nevaeh, in making Engel glance at her too.

"Maybe because she's a witch."

Araminta revealed an amused smile. "My lord, have you dwelled on the human realm for too long?"

"Little witch." Elyon chided, but Araminta ignored him.

"A witch's mind is hidden from an angel, but not from you. So what if your wife is something more?"

"Something like what?" The frown on Engel's face showed his brewing impatience with this question and answer session.

But despite his gaze, Araminta remained calm as she replied. "Something that I believe you've more than once suspected, but have chosen to ignore. Something like you."

Engel looked at Nevaeh as she also looked at him giving him a slight nod.

"You might have thought Lord Daeryn had gone after her to lure you, back then and now, but the truth is he has always been after her and always will be, because she also possesses the power of the five."

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