House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1) novel Chapter 50

Alonso’s eyes staggered in their direction, “What’s Vincent doing here, I wasn’t aware that we were meeting with the Nefilim?” Nathan’s eyes widened, his back straightened up, clearly upset, “Watch yourself, Alonso, he’s my friend, I requested his presence, if you don’t like it, I suggest you leave.”

Her brother held Alonso’s gaze, and so did Alonso. Something was perturbing about the situation. Nadia didn’t seem to notice, she was too busy doing something on her cell phone.

Vincent settled himself back into the chair, and carelessly started to play drumming beats with the pads of his fingers on the armrest of the sofa, “I don’t care for childishness, call me what you will, it is I who shall outlive you after all.”

He gave Alonso a light smile, which didn’t reach his eyes, before his attention focused on her and Nathan, “What’s the problem, why couldn’t you call Jullie?”

Nathan ignored his question, “Clare’s approaching the Orderian tomorrow, I’m sure you aware of the news circling.”

Clare watched the two of them pass certain stares at one another. Nathan and Vincent looked a little too preoccupied in looking at each other, it was like a silent conversation taking place, she gestured, “Are you dating each other?”

Nathan smacked her head, she screeched, “Shit, why did you do that.”

“Because you talking crap, and we exchanging info telepathically, it's quicker.”

Vincent laughed mildly before straightening his expression, “I’m versatile though.”

He looked at her with alluring eyes. An unwanted blush crept in her cheeks. With his tan complexion, and dangerously masculine features, the guy was hot, but he wasn't a guy she would go for.

“Seriously, Vincent,” A familiar voice echoed, throughout the room.

Clare almost knocked the plate off her knees, but managed to grab it just in time and put it down on the table, before turning to the person in the room, “Where did you come from?”

Kalbreal didn’t answer her, instead, he shook his head, a scowl marred his face, “He’s nine hundred years old, and a Caster.”

Clare sighed, “Then you must be like what? Moving in the thousands?”

Nathan stopped both of them, “We’re here to discuss the situation, both of you drop it, tomorrow at the court there’s going to be a representative of the Advisors, it unclear who it’s gonna be, but my guess whoever it is, might try and force authority, so that’s where Vincent comes in.”

Alonso walked toward them, “We still need permission from the Orderian and the Garde to go to the demon realms.”

Nadia disagreed, “Not necessarily, If the Casters agree, their decision would override the other Orderian because it’s partially their realm. Then It’ll be a vote from the Lightwatchers.