Your Guardian Angel (The Guardian Angel Series Book 1) by Skyla Madi Read Free Book Online

like fine hardwood. I suppose that comparison wasn't entirely fair. Hardwood doesn't swish gently like his hair; swaying with every step he took.
     
    I hadn’t realised how dense and muggy it had been in the cell. It was a relief to feel the cooler air against my skin. We trudged along the soft floor of the forest. The tree's soft whisper against the wind was like a lullaby. It was so welcoming and calm. Despite my situation, I felt safe and secure.
    “So you’re a guardian angel?”
    “Yes.”
    “Where are your wings?” I wondered aloud, as I often did.
    Eli laughed. “I assume you expect angel wings to be big and white and feathery.”
    “Well… yes.”
    “No, they aren't like in the books at all. Our wings are connected to our souls, and like the soul, our wings aren't physical. They are a mass of energy, in the shape of wings, yes, but not physically.”
    “Wow, what a rip off.”
    “I don't see it that way. If I had massive wings, I couldn't fit through doors or drive a car.”
    “Who needs to drive when you can fly?” I commented as I climbed over the rotted trunk of a tree.
    “Humans would have a heart attack if they saw us flying around,” he countered.
    “Touché.” 
    I liked hearing his voice; it was deep and husky, soothing even.
    “So, can you do anything else other than not really fly?” I asked, as we trudged through the bush land.
    “I can do a lot of things, but you’ll find out more about that later.”
    I couldn’t help but link his comment to a sexual gesture, what is wrong with me? Of course that wasn’t what he meant, but my libido was hoping that it was.
     
    After ten minutes of ruthless hiking, I could see the cabin. It was wooden (as cabins usually are) and had a very pretty rustic colour to it. We proceeded up the cracked footpath to the front door. Eli pulled a key from the pocket of his dark baggy jeans and unlocked the door, with a loud creak and a slight nudge, it opened.
Eli stepped aside to let me in first.
    “Do I tip you now?”
    He ignored my joke and entered the house behind me. “This was your mother’s. Apparently she stayed here when she was doing her research.”
    “Research?”
    He nodded. I pondered on the thought of my mother existing here. The house was amazing; it was like a studio— everything was in the one room, the kitchen was right by the lounge and the lounge was by the bed. The bathroom had its own room, behind a door, for obvious reasons. I walked around the massive room, touching everything and thinking of my mother. Images and thoughts of her ran through my mind.
    “Why was she staying outside the border? That’s extremely dangerous. Vampires hunt goddesses.”
    “They say your mum was amazingly strong and fantastic at wielding the elements. She and her guardian angel, Michelangelo, were a strong team; they could defend themselves very well. She stayed outside the charms because she had vampires visiting regularly.”
    I stopped in my tracks and suddenly felt ill.
    “What? Why?”
    “Because she was studying them. They were like you, not completely vampires, but not like us either, stuck in the middle. Unfortunately, full vampires came in the night; Michelangelo fought them off so Meredith could retreat to the safety of the school. She made it; unfortunately Michelangelo was never seen again. Soon after, your mother found out she was pregnant and left to make a better life for you. Everything is how she left it.”
    I walked over to the door on the left wall near my bed, it was the bathroom. It had a big white spa bath with a matching porcelain sink sitting in a beautiful black wooden bench. The toilet was also porcelain and elegant. In the corner was a big shower with glass surrounding it. I felt like I was in a five star hotel, it was so modern despite the look on the outside.
    “Amazing, isn't it?”
    I spun around.
    “Mr Aleksandrov! I didn't hear you come in.”
    “Scaring a vampire, there is a first for everything I suppose.”