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number of enemies quickly dwindled.
    Ezra watched Kirael circle and dive near the mouth of the alley, taking out three foes in a row.
    “Why aren’t you flying?” Aurora called to Ezra.
    “Can’t leave you here,” he said, running another one through. “Can’t fly when you’re so close.”
    “I think I can handle it,” she gritted out as she executed an astounding spin maneuver, taking out two robes at once.
    She came back to center, raising her sword, looking for all the world like a goddess of vengeance. For a moment, as he watched her, Ezra felt a strange tension growing inside himself.
    Before he could attempt to name it, his attention was diverted.
    Two final robed enemies rushed toward them. As one, Ezra and Aurora took them down, their screams dying in the sultry night air.
    A gust of air rushed past Ezra’s face as Kirael wheeled around. With all the adrenaline in his veins, Ezra almost laughed at the sight of the brawny Fallen angel hovering in just his underwear, sword at ready.
    “It looks like that’s the last of them,” Kirael called, descending until he touched down on the ground. “A few of them got away.”
    “Put your damned wings away,” Aurora told them both. “Unless you’re trying to draw every curious set of eyes in the whole French Quarter. I don’t know about you guys, but I’ve been in mortal peril enough times today.”
    Ezra vanished his wings, Kirael doing the same after a moment.
    “You said some of them got away?” he asked Kirael.
    “Yeah, they’re gone,” he said, flapping a hand. “Off to report back to Hell, I’d bet.”
    “Or Heaven,” Aurora said.
    Ezra gave her a surprised look. “I don’t know what those things were, but they’re not from Heaven.”
    Aurora shrugged, but her expression said she didn’t remotely agree.
    “I need to get back inside to Vesper,” Kirael said.
    “Why didn’t Vesper just come outside and knock them all out?” Ezra asked. “She has the power, right?”
    Kirael shifted his weight, then sighed. “She’s… with child. She would’ve knocked us out too, and then been alone and defenseless.”
    “Mmm…” Aurora murmured, but didn’t jump in.
    “Wow,” Ezra said, surprised. “Well… congratulations, Kirael.”
    Kirael nodded, his usual brusque self. “I’m going to get her out of here. You guys should go to one of the safe houses, the one in the Garden District.”
    “Where will you take Vesper?”
    “Mere Marie’s, I think. Big house, strong wards. Plus, anyone who wants to do harm has to go through Mere Marie herself. I’ve been campaigning for Vesper to stay there since I found out about the pregnancy.”
    Aurora snorted, sheathing her sword on her back. “Men.”
    Kirael arched his brows, then shook his head and trudged toward the apartment.
    Which left Ezra and Aurora staring each other down, uncertain.
    “We have to get off the street,” Ezra told Aurora.
    “No kidding,” she said, glancing up at the sky. “Clearly your little group of angels aren’t the only ones who know where I am. Thanks for that, by the way.”
    “Kirael and I are the only ones who know,” Ezra said.
    “And Vesper,” Aurora said, crossing her arms.
    “Yes, and Vesper. She swore us to secrecy, though.”
    “Great. Well, that’s turned out just perfectly,” Aurora said, rolling her eyes.
    She turned and strode out of the alley. Ezra followed her.
    “Where are you going?” he asked.
    “Away from here,” she said, sliding him a glance. “From you.”
    She pulled out her phone and started typing.
    “I’m taking you to the safe house,” Ezra said.
    Aurora looked up at him, then shook her head. “Nope. I need to disappear; I can’t do that with you on my back. Besides, I’m linked to you now. Anywhere that your group… what are you guys called?”
    Ezra crossed his arms. “Vesper calls us the Sainted Sinners.”
    “Right,” Aurora said, looking unimpressed. “Well, anyplace associated with the Sainted Sinners