Page 19 of Wings of The Wraith
How could I do it now?
“You didn’t have powers back then?” He laughed.
“Powers?” I didn’t know what he was talking about.
“Yep, looks like you’re very powerful too. How about you try out something else, like an energy ball.”
“Can I just go home?” I just wanted to go home. That was all. Nothing more.
“Come here.” He crooked his finger and beckoned for me to come to him.
I looked over and held his mischievous, desire filled gaze.
The guy was hot, but there was something about him that drew me to him. something I wanted to resist and run away from. I didn’t know him, but yet... I did.
How did I know him?
When in my life would I have known an angel. It was crazy.
“Come here princess.” He said again. He’d called me princess earlier too.
I was too panicked to take note of the heat that rushed over my body on hearing the endearment. I felt it now though, and I could have cursed myself for being so silly.
Now was not the time for my brain to turn to soup just because a ridiculously hot guy just called me princess. Particularly when I was certain I looked like shit. No one could claim to look good after they’d jumped out of a window of a fifteen story building.
Gathering my courage, and pushing aside my attraction, I went to him. I walked across the air and he watched me with keen interest. When I got up to him a smile crossed his face and he disappeared.
He just disappeared.
Where did he go? Where in the hell did he go?
“Here.” He appeared behind me, once again frightening the hell out of me. When I turned around flames shot out of my hands.
This time it caught his face. He laughed, and it flickered over him.
More tears ran down my cheeks.
“Stop crying baby, and practice that power of yours. This may be the only practice you get.”
“Please, just take me home,” I begged.
Dante... I remembered his name. But where did I know it from.
“Dante.” When I spoke it he regarded me with sharper eyes.
“Soon, princess. I promise. Soon. Shoot me again.”
All I could do was look at him.
“No.”
“Why?”
“It’s horrible. Don’t you feel the flames.”
“I can’t.” He held up his hands and the same flames that came from mine surrounded his. “Angel magic. I have it too.”
“Angel magic? Am I...dead?”
