Wysteria's POV
"Was that Rael?" Aegnar drunkenly asked.
I nodded. My lips were frozen while my mind was loose from Rael's sudden shadow appearance and disappearance.
Not only that, he popped up from nowhere in front of my face. Taking my breath away completely.
"What was he saying?" I muttered sheepishly, remembering seeing his parted lips. My body crashed onto the bench, seeking any lingering words but found none.
Could it be... Did he hear it?
"Rael? I don't see him." Leah looked around. Her body wobbled while she spun with a glass of beer in her hand. "Reporting, he is not sighted."
Leah slurred and wrapped her hand around my neck.
"How does a fae's tongue taste like? Sweet? Alluring or was it-"
Leah bit her tongue when her head was smacked down, stopping the nonsense from doi
