Chapter 28

• Amara's Pov
• "I want to see your wings again, I think I like them." He huffed at my words and laid me on the bed. A satisfactory moan escaped my lips when my back met with the soft bed coverings and I snuggled in for more warmth, "Pweetty pweease..." He frowned at my pout and I couldn't resist the urge to take my fingers to his face, my thumb soothed the furrow on his forehead and it was his turn to sigh.
• "You are drunk." He moved my legs and I felt his hands on my feet pulling at the shoes, "I said you couldn't have any."