( Amelia POV )
A strange energy emanated from that white wing trapped in a glass box. Next to me, Jasper and James soon found themselves with their red eyes fixed on the box at the bottom of the lake. Are those Gabriel's wings that they cut off? The legend I heard from Blake's lips is probably true.
"Are those angel wings?" Several deep lines etched themselves into Jasper's forehead.
"Yes, but it's covered in a spell." James crossed his arms over his chest.
"Let's bring this sprout back to the college after practice." My hand dropped, and the water returned to its place.
Everyone in the distance heard our gossip, so going up close to me and hanging around or asking questions isn't necessary. Just a few seconds later, Jasper and James were standing further away from me in an attack
