Outside Omens

He shrugged at her. “It might take a while. You were born of two highly strong entities and you would have inherited not only looks, but certain abilities. Also, a combination often doubles the power.” He frowned at the last question. He’d been thinking about it since he’d taken off, about the odd way the succubus had reacted to seeing her child. “I think either your dad dumped your mom before she came looking for you . . . or he’s dead. I can’t think of any honestly good reason why a parent wouldn’t come looking for their baby. Especially one they’ve not laid eyes upon since the day of her birth.” He wanted to retch. He had a low opinion of angels, all those Below did or at least were suppose to, however, angels were tough critters and definitely hard to kill. In fact, had anyone ever asked him how one would go about killing an angel his reply would have been that it was impossible.