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didn t want to hear the answer.
 No. But there weren t many women, either. I just didn t have time for sex. I was busy trying to
learn how to make weapons. He laughed bitterly.  Weapons that shattered. He sighed.  Was my
single-minded blindness to blame for my weakness?
Nathaniel didn t know.  How could it? One has nothing to do with the other. And you re not
weak. Not even close.
 Ha, little do you know, Nathaniel. Your wing color is the same as mine, Zeke said, something
strange in his voice. He looked over to the darkened hearth in the next room.  Come with me. He
tugged on Nathaniel s arm.  Come and let s see what God is trying to teach us both.
Chapter Five
Zeke pulled Nathaniel into the workshop. As he walked, he shifted back to human. He didn t
care that they were naked. He didn t care that Nathaniel had no idea what he intended. All he knew
was that something inside him told him that now was the time to create a weapon. Their weapons. He
flicked on the induction heater and grabbed the two slim blanks he d prepared earlier that day. He d
taken the last sword he d tried to make, the one he d brought to the castle, and deconstructed it,
forming the thin pieces of metal. He hadn t expected to be forging a personal weapon with it, but now
he was glad he d had the urge to make something. He wouldn t have had anything prepared,
otherwise.
 An induction heater? Nathaniel asked, staring at the coils.  I ve never seen one before.
Zeke nodded as the buzz of the machine filled the space. It would heat a point in the center of
the coils using a high frequency AC current.  Yes. Here, put this on. He tossed a thick leather apron
at Nathaniel, then slid another over his head.  We don t want to fry our junk.
 Fry our junk? Nathaniel snorted as he tied the straps.  Damn, this is uncomfortable. Remind
me to pull on some pants the next time you drag me in here. What are you doing, anyway?
Zeke put on his thick leather gloves.  We re making angelic daggers. He closed his tongs
around one of the steel blanks, then slid the long end into the coil. It heated very quickly into a deep
cherry color.
 Zeke, I don t know anything about forging weapons, Nathaniel said, watching closely.
 You don t need to, Zeke said, watching the metal closely. He concentrated, focusing his
energy the way his father had taught him so long ago. The technique had been passed down in the
family, son to son, for generations, regardless of talent or power. Now, for the first time in his life, he
could sense the grain of the metal. No, not sense. I can see the structure of it, he realized, awed as
he stared at the heating metal.
 What is that? Nathaniel asked, moving closer.  I can see the grains in the metal. He put a
hand to Zeke s shoulder and everything sharpened even further. He gasped.  Good lord.
 Yes. This is the power that was lost, Zeke murmured, turning the tongs.  See what we have to
do? Focus with me. Breathe out, then in again, and think about what we re making. Don t let go of
me, he instructed. He sensed Nathaniel s confusion, but the energy flowing between them was
stronger than the fear. They were truly mated, even without a flight. Without even the declaration.
 I feel weird, Nathaniel muttered.
 It s the metal talking to us, Zeke said as he pulled it out of the coil. He twisted, bringing it to
his smaller anvil. As he stared at it, he felt Nathaniel s energy fill him. Together, as if they were one
person, they gathered it up and slid that energy into the metal. There was a flash and an almost silent
boom, like someone had set off a subsonic blast.
Nathaniel s hand tightened on Zeke s shoulder, but he didn t let go.  What the hell was that?
he asked breathlessly, leaning closer.
Zeke blinked, then brought the metal closer. As it cooled, the silver rainbow of an angelic
weapon shimmered in the dull light of the shop. The blade was sleek and deadly, almost as long as
his forearm. The hilt was made from the metal, too, but grooved designs swirled around the grip. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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