Page 13 of Wings of The Wraith
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I however couldn’t stand up. My knees...
They just gave and suddenly I was falling.
He caught me in his arms and held me.
“How did you do that?” he demanded. Although the lighting that surrounded us was awful, my eyes took in the sharp outline of his features.
Features so sharp and perfect I had to reach out and touch his face.
When my fingers graced the edge of his jaw, his name came to my mind, as if I’d known him all my life.
“Dante,” I breathed.
His eyes narrowed.
Then I lost my mind and darkness surrounded me.
