House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

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.”

she cursed her brain, cursed her skin, as it tingled with the urge to be touched by him. So lost in her mind, not hearing as Kalbreal

her back to

mind gazing AGAIN, you want to see

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

her quest, and turned around to face him, but he

cheekbones, his eyes blazing hot, looking more of a crimson red than orange, as he swam closer to the shore, his voice deep, “Hurry up,” he called from the

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

didn’t seem to mind much really, he deliberately refrained himself from the temptation at looking at her legs. She touched the water with her barefoot,

the centre of the Saltril lake, she swam further in until he stood opposite her, “You okay?” at her nod, he said, “Count to seven and

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, swimming deeper, holding her breath. Her eyes stayed open,

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

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

she broke free from the water. Feeling exhilarated as fresh air soaked up into her

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

slipped on her jeans, “I could see it, but

you’ll probably never get your name back.”

but parts of Clare refused to believe it, she didn’t say anything more about it.