Crap What is he doing here.

My wings twitch where they are hidden with a glamour. On my 17 birthday I had a dream. It was of me flying down to damion. And he just looked so sad that I had to comfort him. Your not alone I told him. Standing in front of him I just had to kiss him. And it was amazing. That was the dream I had of my mate. All angels have mate premonitions on there 17 birthday and I was no different. But why did he show up here.

It took all of my Will power to turn from him in the hallway and go back to my room. I could smell him from here. He was confused about my actions. He smelled too good. My wings

Twitched again. I released the glamour and stretched my wings. They could touch both walls when fully expanded. Damion was falling asleep. I could feel his emotions calming and hear his breathing slow. Why not just pursue him and have my mate. He was made for me anyway. Made from a piece of my soul. I walk over to my window and open it. The wind blows over my wings and through my feathers. SLAM. damion bursts into my room. I spin around and his eyes connect with mine and move over my wings. Double crap.