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 him. So lost in her mind, not hearing as

back to reality, she screeched, “What

gazing AGAIN, you want to see my

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

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

more of a crimson red than orange, as he

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 instincts seemed to take over when it needed

the water with her barefoot, expecting, well she didn’t really

centre of the Saltril lake, she swam further in

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, not willing to lose a second of this, as excitement coursed through her, when she

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.

to see his wings one last time, but the water got too hot in the instant and she couldn’t hold her breath

free from the water. Feeling exhilarated as fresh air soaked up into her lungs, her breathing barely

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

on her jeans, “I could

probably never get your name back.”

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

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