Azrael's POV
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Pisgah Forest, 12:32 AM
It's been hours.
Hours since he found out that Nyx was subtly cutting him off from the rest of his brethren. His… family. And then after Amunira dropped off that news, he got a text from Celeste about three hours ago:
"We need to talk."
Even now as his boots crunched on the dry leaves littering the forest floors, he had his phone out, staring at her message. He didn't feel like going. Not yet, at least.
For some reason, he felt like her sending that message didn't exactly mean she needed to see him. She still needed time to process all he revealed.
And he still needed time to make sure once and for all that he truly was no longer connected to the High One.
Mentally reaching out to her was impossible. He tried it and got nothing but silence. Which was why he was here. In this forest that wasn't only so close to Bloodoak Academy… but was also the first place he defied the High One's rules.
