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.”

comforted her, as one would their lover. What’s wrong with me, she cursed her brain, cursed her skin, as it tingled with the urge to be touched by him. So lost in her mind,

on her face, bringing her back to reality, she screeched, “What the hell.”

gazing AGAIN, you want to see my

t-shirt first,

her quest, and turned around to face him, but he wasn’t there. She moved carefully

cheekbones, his eyes blazing hot, looking more of a crimson red than orange, as he

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

really, he deliberately refrained himself from the temptation at looking at her legs. She touched the water with her barefoot,

was now in the centre of the Saltril lake, she swam further in until he stood opposite her, “You okay?”

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,

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 breathing, his body flamed up in wrappings of

the water got too hot in the

broke free from the water. Feeling exhilarated

could to the shore of the lake. Her hair barely covered her black panty as she

she slipped on her jeans, “I could see it, but not for long, water was too hot.”

since you’ll probably never get

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

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