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.”

me, she cursed her brain, cursed her skin, as it tingled with the urge to be touched by him. So

her face, bringing her back to

gazing AGAIN, you want to see my wings or

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

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

his face, curled around his 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 lake.

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,

temptation at looking at her legs. She touched the water with her barefoot, expecting, well she didn’t really know what she expected but the water

the warmer it felt. She swam closer to Kalbreal, who was now in 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 come

mouth, it was clear 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

from his body made the water hotter, her lungs getting heavy, she focused on the 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. She blinked, water burning her eyes. She saw his face was normal like he was breathing, his body flamed

time, but the water got too hot in

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

lake. Her hair barely covered her black panty as

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

never get your

said it so bluntly like it was definite, but parts of Clare

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