Saving the Fallen

It�s not every day that a literal angel comes swooping in to save my life. At first, I thought he was one of them, the army of archangels Heaven-bent on destroying me for my role in saving the Nephilim so they could live a normal life among humans. But Castiel didn�t save me out of the goodness of his heart. Or because there�s some greater plan for my life. He did it to get access to my powers. Because what I have can give him what he most wants�a return to Heaven. Now I�m running for my life with an angry angel who needs me to hurry up my magic and restore his soul and cursed wings back to their pure form. But I�ve never dealt with pureblood angels. Even a fallen one with trust issues and powers that make me stagger just being near him. They�re too dangerous to get close to. But the further we get from our enemy, the closer we get to each other� and the more I want to sabotage the spell that can take away his darkness. I�m falling for a fallen, and I can�t decide whether to push him out of my life for good, or tear his clothes off and risk putting my life in danger that much more.