Kalbreal didn’t need to know that she was obsessing over William. She had many unanswered questions, to which Angel-boy seemed to have most of the answers, and so did her brother.

The wicked gleam and sudden broad smile that etched his face had her narrowing her eyes, “What’s the joke?”

“Do you still want to see my wings?”

She tilted her head, a grin playing on her mouth, “Will I die?”

“No, I can show it to you under the water, the lake’s blessed with healing properties, it’ll protect you as long as you stay emerged.”

“Okay.”

“Take out your clothes and get in the water and I’ll show you.”

She coughed out, “Angel-boy has seriously lost his mind.”

“Angel-boy? You couldn’t have chosen a better name, maybe hero or prince.”

She snorted, recalling a similar thing he said to her in his room the day before, “Prince, huh, that’ll be the day. ANGEL-BOY is much better.”

with me, she cursed her brain, cursed her skin, as it tingled with the urge to be touched by

her back

to see my wings or not?”

turned her back to him and started removing her t-shirt first, “And I’m not getting naked,

respond to her, so she halted in her quest, and turned around to face him, but he wasn’t there. She

cheekbones, his eyes blazing hot, looking more of a crimson red than orange, as he swam closer to the shore,

discarded her clothes and at the last minute she had remembered her back, she didn’t particularly trust him that much, so she slipped the t-shirt back on, she hadn’t thought of why she hid the barely-there mark on her back from anyone, but her

really, he deliberately refrained himself from the temptation at looking at her legs. She touched the water with her barefoot, expecting, well she didn’t really know what she expected but the water of the lake was warm under her feet and

deeper she got, the warmer it felt. She swam closer to Kalbreal, who was now in the centre of the Saltril lake, she swam further in until he stood opposite her,

seconds were up, she took in a lungful of air and swam down toward the lakes bed. Half down, she could see the sparks of fire, milky, blurry lava, she went further down, swimming deeper, holding her breath. Her eyes stayed open, not willing to lose a second of this, as excitement coursed through her, when she was less than ten feet away

her lungs getting heavy, she focused on the brightness, and she saw it, his wings. They were expanded about two meters wide and a little over three in length as it spread out. She blinked, water burning her eyes. She saw his face was normal like he was

the water got too hot

water. Feeling exhilarated as fresh air soaked up

could to the shore of the lake. Her hair barely covered her

slipped on her jeans, “I could

never get your name back.”

so bluntly like it was definite, but parts of Clare refused to believe

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