The Chosen Knights (Read Prequel--The Angel Knights first) (The Angel Knights Series Book 2) Read Online Free Page B

“Do you miss Mother and Father?”
    I inhaled a breath. “Yes. Do you?”
    “Yes,” he replied without hesitating.
    “Do you think we could visit them soon if our mission becomes too long?”
    Zach flashed his eyes at me. “Do you want to tell me something?”
    Thoughts circulated through my mind. “I’m scared.” I whimpered lightly. It was the first time I’d felt that way since coming to Earth, and it had only been a week. Usually our missions were less than one day. We went to our destination, killed the demons, and then returned to Crossroads.
    “Scared?” He craned his neck sideways, asking for more of an explanation, “What are you scared of?”
    “That I won’t know what to do—that I won’t know what is right from wrong when it comes to humans. And what if I let human emotions get in the way of—? What if I get too attached? What if—?” I paused, not really knowing what I said. “What if I do wrong by them? What if I suck at this?”
    Zach placed an arm around my shoulders, giving me comfort. “That’s why I’m here. As humans say, I’ve got your back. We’ll figure it out one day at a time. I know this is overwhelming, but it’s the first mission that’s required us to stay for a longer duration of time. We’re bound to make mistakes, but with Uncle Davin’s guidance, we’ll be fine. Remember how much we wanted to come down and experience high school? Well, this is our chance.”
    I remembered clearly. Uncle Davin used to talk about his high school experiences from when he’d come to Earth to protect our mother. He enjoyed it but said the teens’ lives were complex. He also reminisced about a Valentine’s Day dance, and his love of driving cars. Although he had fun pretending to be human, he claimed he wouldn’t want to be one. He said their lives were too complicated and they had too much to deal with; nevertheless, we still wanted to see what it was like. Zach was right. We might not get another chance.
    “And keep in mind what Mother and Father told us before we left,” Zach continued.
    I twitched my nose and pulled back a loose strand of hair fluttering in the wind. “‘Spread your wings, find your way, and soar as high as you can. Don’t be afraid. Love will guide you.’” Tears welled up in my eyes from missing my parents. Even to myself I seemed pathetic, a little bit lost and sad, yet excitement mixed with the sadness. Was it possible to feel all these emotions at once? Then I reassured myself I would be fine once school started. I would be too busy investigating and be back home soon.
    Zach patted my shoulder. “That’s right. We’ll find our way.”
    I agreed. “I just want to spread my wings and fly.”
    Zach continuously tapped his feet on the roof as if contemplating my suggestion. “I’ve been itching to all day. No one can see us. It’ll be a short trip to the moon and back.”
    A laugh burst out of me. “The moon is not that close.”
    “You know what I mean.” Zach stood up and took off his T-shirt, rolled his shoulders back, and then gingerly spread out his alabaster wings like a beautiful flower blooming in high-speed mode. He’d unfolded them in the most graceful way I had ever seen him do it. Usually, they would pop right out. Instead he’d let each feather, almost identical to the next, open layer by layer, overlapping until his wings were fanned out. “Oh, that felt so good.” He moaned like humans did when they stretched their bodies. “Going up. I’ll meet you at the moon.” Zach soared up like a rocket blasting off.
    The speed at which he flew would make him resemble a speck moving across the sky to human eyes. When he slowed his pace and rested in front of the moon, he created a heart-shaped shadow. Without a word, I inhaled a deep breath and caught up to him. It wasn’t fair Zach could just take off his T-shirt. My wings had to puncture my shirt every time I released them, which was why I had so many shirts.
    What a magnificent