Angelfall by L. Penelope

Author:L. Penelope
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-9909228-9-6
Publisher: Heartspell Media

Chapter Eighteen

Early in my exile, I believed I saw him everywhere. He would appear, seated on the golden sand, looking up at me with a thoughtful expression on his face. I would tell him all of my thoughts and regrets, and discuss with him the changing world I viewed through the portal.

Watching the humans, I would catch glimpses of him among them. Any man with his general build or an air of mischief in his eyes became Wren. But as the decades passed, I knew it for what it was, a delusion. Wishful thinking and guilt.

Eventually, I stopped seeing him in every man with a shock of dark hair and obsidian eyes. I stopped hoping. I didn’t speak aloud anymore. I grew content with the silence.

So fate is cruel, or this is some further trick or torment, because it could not possibly be Wren, my Wren, floating onto the beach in front of me wearing a pair of modern jeans and a button-down shirt. It could not be my Wren kneeling before me on the beach and grasping my face in his hands.

“It can’t be you,” I whisper almost inaudibly.

“It is,” he says. The voice is his own—the delusions never spoke. The timbre of his voice sends chills through me. Years of ice thaw in an instant, and my body is jelly in danger of melting into a puddle at his feet.

He catches me in an embrace. Our lips crash together. I feel his heartbeat through his chest, feel the firm muscles of his back as my hands grope him, tighten against him, pull him against me. His body fits against mine the same. Everything the same.

His kiss is tentative, as if he doesn’t know if I will accept him. I prod at his lips with my tongue and they open. We drink each other in. I hold him tighter, fearful he will be ripped from my arms again. When I pull back, it’s to look at him and make sure he is indeed the same Wren.

“How?”

“Beetrix. Somehow she created a portal in the Wasteland.”

I want to sing praises to her and share my gratitude. The risks she’s taken, the courage she’s shown. For giving me the gift of Wren again, I owe her an eternal debt.

There is so much emotion in his eyes. Words pour from his mouth in a torrent. “I should have told you how I felt then, I should never have tried to hide. I love you. I always have. It frightened me because you were leaving and changing and what we had couldn’t last, but I love you. Then. Now. Forever.”

My breathing comes in gasps as I still struggle to believe this is really happening. I close my eyes and kiss him again, drinking him in, trying to disappear inside him.

“I knew you did. I always knew. And I love you too.” I pull at his shirt. He draws back to undo the top buttons and lift it over his head. His body is the same: lean muscle, smooth and tan.

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