I gulped and leaned my head against the house. The coyote saw the fear in my eyes. He could smell it in my breath. Sense it on my face. Just as he lunged at me, Aktorius lifted me out of the way.
I didn’t actually see the coyote run away; I had passed out. I was awoken by the sound of beating wings. “Ak?” I called feebly. I looked up at his face. It was fierce. But disappointed, too. I hoped he wasn’t disappointed in me, but then again, what had I done wrong.
I glanced at the clouds around me. Air was tight in my chest, then I realized I hadn’t been breathing. “Are we flying to heaven?” For a brief moment, he looked like himself, again.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Lacey Stuart. One cannot fly to heaven.” He then mumbled something, which sounded suspiciously like the words: dumb ass. Didn’t know angels could say that.
“So where are we going?” I wrinkled my nose.
“Lacey, you won’t remember all of this, but this is the reason why I have to protect you. You are their last hope.”