Page 32 of Wings of The Wraith
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be, as you can see, I’m very much alive.” His smile widened. “There is the star I gave you earlier. It was called Tara.” He pointed, and I looked ahead.
Amongst a cluster of pink stars was mine. It shone a pink and white color; brilliant in the sky and vibrant.
Seeing it made me smile again.
He snapped his fingers again making every single star except mine disappear, then he zoomed in so that I could see it closer.
It was fascinating.
It was true, I never expected to spend my birthday with all manner of crazy things happening to me, but I liked this part.
When I looked back to him, he was already looking at me with wide expectant eyes.
“You, um... didn’t answer my question properly earlier.” I was curious. My good old curiosity always got the best of me.
“Which one, you had many.”
“What’s in this for you?”
He thought for moment and pulled in a breath. “When I was possessed by the wraith demon I managed to break out of the possession. Because I’m a sentinel. However, the essence was still left in me. That’s why the tips of my wings are black. Soon it will all be like that, and full possession will take place. I don’t know when it will happen, but it will. Unless I can get to a place called Kolai, and change the past.”
Change the past.Wow that was another new concept.
“Where is that?” I assumed it must be another strange land from some realm.
“It’s more of when. When is it. Kolai is a place that exists on memories, fragments of the past and present. Things that have already happened, or is happening. Few have successfully found it.”
“How do you find it?”
“I had to collect some items that were necessary for me to get there, but I will only find it when I’m considered to be pure of heart.”
That sounded like some kind of riddle.
“What is classed as that?”
“I don’t know, but that is where you come in.”
I narrowed my eyes at him, not quite understanding. “How? I can’t do anything.”
“Something about you will make me pure of heart.”
Right, I got it now. I understood and somehow, I felt a little off. He really was getting something out of protecting me. Everyone else was doing it because they either loved me or they wanted to save the world.
“Well, I haven’t said thanks before, so I’m saying it now. Thank you for saving me. Maybe that will be enough to get you want you want.Sacrifice.I don’t know, maybe you sacrifice sex or something and –”
Before I could even finish my rant, which I knew was bizarre, his lips smoothed over mine.
His lips smoothed over mine, and my mind became void of thought, scorched clean from the fire that rushed over my entire body.
Maybe it was because it was him, what he was, and what I was, but I couldn’t remember feeling this way — ever — from just a kiss.
My nerves scattered, and the endings spiked like there really was fire blasting through me. And...just when I thought I couldn’t feel any better, I did.
His tongue swept into the recesses of my mouth and tangled with mine and warmth surrounded my body. Warmth that turned hot, and I could feel everything he felt. I could hear his thoughts and his desire for me.
I panicked when I knew he could hear and feel me too, but I was too consumed with the sexual heat of the kiss to take notice of my panic.
