Blessed (Book 2, The Watchers Trilogy; Young Adult Paranormal Romance) Read Online Free PDF Page A

see it was too late. He was already mad.
    “I’m not mad at you. I’m mad at that overstuffed imbecile you insist on keeping as a friend.”
    “Please, don’t do anything to him. He’s just a big kid sometimes. I swear he’s worse than some of the teenage boys I went to high school with, but he does care about me.”
    “I’m fully aware of the fact that he cares for you, Lilly,” Brand said, trying to keep his temper under control. “But he’s not getting off the hook as easily as you want.”
    “What are you going to do?”
    “He won’t be hurt permanently, if that’s what you’re concerned about.”
    “What is that supposed to mean?” I asked, Brand’s words not reassuring me at all.
    “Malcolm and I are just going to have a little talk. But, you need to know if he does anything like that again after we talk, he won’t be welcomed into my home again. I’ve been trying my best to be civil to him for your sake, but disrespecting you like that in my own home is something I cannot let slide by unpunished.”
    I wasn’t sure what type of punishment he was talking about. For all I knew, angels couldn’t be killed, but I honestly didn’t know. And now wasn’t the time to ask just how angels could be hurt. I didn’t want to give Brand any more ideas than what he was already thinking.
    The rest of the ride was mostly in silence. I just kept worrying about what Brand was going to do, and I think he was mentally running through his plans for Malcolm. When we got back into town, Brand pulled out his cell phone to call someone.
    “Hey, are you still at Lilly’s apartment?” I assumed he was talking to Will. “Can you go back there and look after her for me? I need to have a private talk with Malcolm.” Brand looked over at me. “Lilly can tell you why if she wants. We’ll be there in a few minutes.”
    He ended the call and put his phone back in his pocket.
    “Please don’t make me regret telling you the truth,” I begged, wishing I had been able to keep this morning’s events a secret. “I need you both.”
    “Don’t worry so much about Malcolm, Lilly. He can take care of himself. He doesn’t need you to defend him.”
    “It’s my fault you found out.”
    “Did he tell you to keep it from me?”
    If it were possible, I think the mere idea of that made Brand even angrier.
    “No. In fact, he wanted to gloat about it to you.”
    Brand snorted. “That certainly sounds more like him.”
    We pulled into my apartment complex’s parking lot. By the time we got all the food in that Utha Mae made us bring back, I saw Will’s Honda Civic park right beside Brand’s car.
    Brand leaned down and gave me a quick kiss.
    “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Stay close to Will.” And he phased.
    “What’s going on?” Will asked, coming to stand by me.
    “Can angels kill each other?”
    “Not exactly. Why?”
    “What does ‘not exactly’ mean?”
    “Well, it depends on which angels you’re talking about. Watchers can rip each other apart, but that doesn’t kill them. They can reattach the pieces or regenerate new ones. Fallen angels like me can have the body die, but then all we have to do is take over another one. What’s going on?”
    “They can rip each other’s limbs off?” I asked in disbelief.
    “Sure. What’s going on, Lilly?”
    “I think Brand’s going to rip something off of Malcolm,” I said, resigned to the fate of my friend. “He said it wouldn’t be permanent.”
    “What did Malcolm do?”
    “Saw me get out of the shower naked this morning.” I regretted telling Will this small bit of information as soon as the words left my mouth.
    “He what ?”
    “He was just checking up on me is all,” I tried to defend, but knew Malcolm’s voyeurism wasn’t defendable.
    “Listen, I know you like Malcolm and, from all my talks with him this past week, I agree he’s not as bad as I originally thought he was. However, he wants you, Lilly. If you give him even the slightest