feet and crossed his arms over his naked chest.
“If you’re aware, then you realize that what you’re saying sounds ridiculous.”
Keer blinked, and Archangel Uriel was standing in the middle of the room. Now that was unexpected.
“Not really. Considering that the seraphim sent me as a messenger.” Uriel inclined his head toward Marius. “So you’ve decided to join up with the Elites?”
Marius gave a curt nod.
“Good. And the rest?” Uriel asked.
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Marius nodded. “We’re considering it.”
“Ah. A proper courtship then? Excellent,” Uriel said cheerfully.
His eyes found Axis. “The rite is to be carried out upon arrival at Marius’s residence. I’m assuming you can perform it effectively?” Axis nodded. “Of course. If it is commanded, I can perform it.”
“I thought an Elite had to die and be resurrected?” Levi asked, fear in his voice.
Brax cut in from the closet. “It is typically how an Elite is chosen, but it is not the only way an Elite can be created. In theory there are other ways.”
“So you’re giving us permission to turn Marius? And this is an order from the seraphim?” Axis asked. Keer had known him long enough that it was obvious to him that Axis was tense despite his cool-as-a-cucumber demeanor. The addition of another Elite, when not done by a seraphim, was an extremely intimate event. To perform the ritual transformation with one’s mate was an intimacy that was unparalleled.
“Yes to both questions,” Uriel said with a smile. In a blink he was gone, no doubt returning to his noncorporeal form on the other side of existence.
“That’s wicked,” Levi said, the cutest expression of awe plastered over his face.
Keer longed to separate the distance between them and show him just how adorable he thought the other man was, but he knew that would only incite trouble. He hugged his chest tighter. He hated having a one-sided anything. No less a one-sided crush on his mate.
Fucking hormones. Who said that knowing who one’s mates were was a blessing? It was more like a curse. To know something belonged to him and was denied him for no reason drove him absolutely mad.
He looked up to see the little nephilim regarding him with a knowing expression. Christ , he hadn’t meant to be so obvious.
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“We have a complimentary breakfast for the three of us downstairs,” Levi said, smiling softly. “Do you want to join us?” His eyes never left Keer’s. Keer was enchanted by the pretty nephilim.
“I’m afraid we’ll have to decline, little one. We don’t have any street clothes and do not wish to infringe upon you and your new husbands,” Axis said. Keer nearly snarled in his direction. Why was he allowing such distance between them?
“It’s really not an imposition,” Levi protested.
Well, at least one of my mates is fighting for it . Keer’s perfectly manicured fingernails dug into the palms of his hands. Come on, commander. Give us a chance to win them over .
“Please, we want to get to know you better.” Erik’s voice joined Levi’s, and Keer couldn’t help but smirk at the torn look on his commander’s face. Yes . They were going to get their way.
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Levi shifted nervously as they all crowded into the elevator.
Despite the fact that it was of generous size, Levi felt the press of six other male bodies despite the fact that none of them were touching him. One of the Elites turned his head to the side and sniffed like a dog scenting the air for quarry. Levi tilted his head to the side and looked at the male closer. Did he really have red eyes? Red? They were a gorgeous crimson color to go along with his golden-blond hair.
It was downright exotic. Levi’s eyes traveled down his frame. He was lean and muscled. Beautiful.
Stop looking at him. He’s not your husband, and you’re getting hard. Fuck. Stop it, Levi . He wrapped his arms around his waist and tried to make himself as small as possible. Just