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.”

their lover. What’s wrong with me, she cursed her brain, cursed her skin, as it tingled with the urge to be touched

face, bringing her back to

you want to see

t-shirt first, “And

she halted in her quest, and turned around

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

much, so she slipped the t-shirt back on, she hadn’t thought of why she hid the barely-there mark on her back

her barefoot, expecting, well she didn’t really know what she

swam closer to Kalbreal, who was now in the centre of the Saltril lake,

and sweet, she was tempted to swallow, but rethought it. After seven anticipated 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,

the brightness, and she saw it, his wings. They were expanded about two meters wide and a little over three in

but the water got too hot in the instant and she couldn’t hold her breath any longer, she signalled him, that she was going back to

as she broke free from the water. Feeling exhilarated as fresh air soaked up into her lungs, her breathing barely regulated when the water scorched her

shore of the lake. Her hair

behind her, she slipped on her jeans, “I could see it,

probably never get your name back.”

like it was definite, but parts of Clare refused to believe it, she didn’t

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