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.”

flushed as thoughts of William assailed her again. Mind drifting to the faceless man that had touched her and 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, not hearing as Kalbreal spoke, his voice

her face, bringing her back to reality,

to

to him and started removing her t-shirt first, “And I’m

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

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

back on, she hadn’t thought of why she hid the barely-there mark on her back from anyone, but her

with her barefoot, expecting, well she didn’t really know what she expected but the

lake, she swam further in until he

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,

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 breathing, his body flamed up in wrappings of fire, his

open just a tiny bit to see his wings one last time, 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 the

broke free from the water. Feeling

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

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

never get your name back.”

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

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