The Wishing Heart by Welker J.C

Author:Welker, J.C.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: young adult; romance; YA; Teen; Teen romance; LGBTQ; LGBT; F/F; lesbian; Jinni; jinn; djinn; genie; paranormal; fantasy; creatures; thief
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2017-05-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

In a swift moment, Rebel was up in the ether, the sting of ice crystals against her face. The wind howled in her ears. Her heart pounded in time with the beat of wings, as a fine accompaniment of creatures covered her shoulders and legs like a shroud of many colors. Her body floated against the air as though she were wading in the river again. But it was sky.

Below them, London spun by in an assortment of twinkling lights. A whoop of pure joy slipped from Rebel’s lips. She was actually flying. Well, technically she wasn’t doing the flying—they were carrying her. Piran chuckled above her, his head glinting as silvery as the moon. A hand grabbed her arm, as Anjeline kept her steady, floating with the help of sprites. The heat coming off her drove the cold away as they soared through the billow of clouds and the starlit space. Over rooftops and treetops, they flew, wind whispering in Rebel’s ears as her hair flapped about, mussed from the sky.

The sky.

She laughed again, a wild, heartfelt laugh.

When Anjeline smiled, wind gusted down her throat with her own laugh. “There’s a little bit of the sky inside of you,” she said. “Flying suits you.”

“It should. I wished enough for it,” Rebel breathed. Since she was a child, she’d dared to play with heights. She’d perch herself atop the roof of the Institute, challenging the odds of gravity or imagining walking closer to the edge and stepping off into the sky. She’d been fearless—or soft in the head, Gramone had told her. But she had wished to fly. To soar away from her miserable life. And now she was.

What kind of consequence would come from a wish such as this?

The winking stars went to sleep giving the sun its turn, and a vast horizon rose before them. It made Rebel feel small and utterly free. The sky lightened to a swirling purple and gold, flushing along the buildings, bathing everything in a glow. She could see the city beginning to awake. London looked so small from up here. Tiny buses, smaller cars, and miniature people, and as dawn rose, the waters of the Thames River appeared to dazzle like a glass road.

Again, she was seeing the city for the first time, through a different eye. A magical city. “How are people not seeing us?” she asked.

“There’s no one up here but us.” Piran hovered higher.

Rebel wobbled from the sprites but stayed close to Anjeline, watching the snap of her hair dance across her cheeks and her lips curve into that half smile. There was a gracefulness with which Anjeline sliced through the air, the way one might have if they’d experienced it thousands of times before. Her eyes closed for a few seconds, taking in the sensation, something she obviously missed.

Reaching beyond the small space between them, Rebel touched her hand. “You’ve flown higher, haven’t you?”

“Higher than you can imagine.” Anjeline’s voice filled with longing.

“Show, don’t tell, fire girl,” she teased.

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