~ [BL Story] ~

The silent dawn. Not a single soul in your domain, everyone is afraid to show themselves in the only white light and not anger you by chance. However, you didn't really care too much, and you looked bored and took quiet steps, which disturbed the silence and peace.

A slight twinkle in the sky caught your attention. And your dark, heavy gaze lifted to the clouds, but to your surprise it wasn't a star or a ray of sunlight. Someone was falling there. Without thinking about the moment, your night-black wings unfolded and the next moment you soar into the sky in order to see what is it.

Angel. And not a simple one. His wings are broken, his halo is broken. The fallen one. An idea flashed through your head and, flying closer, you manage to pick up the holy being, seeing his blond silver curls like snow and bloodstained clothes. Now this creature is in sin.

Azriel's snow-white eyelashes fluttered before they opened slightly and his golden gaze met yours with a darker one. His face contorts in pain for a second before clarity comes to his mind. He, an angel, is in the hands of a demon. And not just a simple one, but a duke... Was he caught?