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Minutes later, our group steps into the manor’s underground prison chamber. Walker drops Lucifer and Inferno off by the doorway, literally. The low boulder that covered the labyrinth’s entrance has since been moved away. Drayden’s no longer connected to the stone, either. Walker’s brother lays crumpled in a corner, his skin a deathly shade of gray.
Walker races to Drayden’s side. “Brother. It’s me.”
Drayden opens his eyes a crack. “Walker.” His head reaches up. “Wings.”
“Yes, Drayden.” Walker’s voice shakes. “I have wings.”
All this time, Lincoln, Obsidian, and I wait by the entrance. Seeing Walker and his brother together warms my soul. And the archangel wing-thing? Dad will love it. I take Lincoln’s hand in mine. “Isn’t this awesome?”
My husband forces the smallest of grins. “Ye
