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I don’t want or need anything except maybe a new wingman. With cake and ice cream out of the way, we moved to gifts. This has changed a lot over the years. Mostly now, we get cards sometimes with cash, which seems to be the continued trend. The only exception was from our cousins’ kids. The Frost quartet gave each of us a finger painting they did. Under parental supervision, of course, so even baby Ryū could participate.

Our eyes hold. He's suspended in the air, black wings flapping. Without even saying goodnight, he overturns in the air, disappearing out of sight. Author's Note: Guys, please what do you think about this chapter? Leave your comments down below! Also, I might be continuing this book on wat t pad. So hang around my profile!

Kymoni said with an attitude. PSA: Hey guys I know book 4 dropped, but it was done super early. The plan was to finish this book, which will be done within the upcoming week. Then I was going to wait for the release of book 4, which usually takes days before my book to drop. Well that was what me and my editor was expecting. But apparently book 4 was in high demand, so they release the book within hours of me uploading it. So with that said I will start updating book 4 as soon as this book ends. Thanks for your patience and support.

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Kyren’s wings wrapped around me like a shield. The Tear Drop cracked with light shattering across the chamber, and the final verse of the seal carved itself through me. “Four will hold the fourth, born queen. Four will bleed to keep her seen. But one unseen will break the chain And crown her with the final pain.” Pain tore through my chest. The boys closed around me in a rush of arms, wings, claws, and magic still holding me together when the seal tried to tear me apart. And then— Silence.

He asked in his deep velvety voice. This was the question that I was dreading the most. What could I say without letting slip that they were coming here? How could I word it without alerting him to my dishonesty? I turned my head to face him, and I couldn't stop the grin that was spreading across my face. Azael furrowed his brow, and he tilted his head at me, as his eyes widened, while my own illuminated. He dropped my wrist and went to move, but it was too late, I ascended and burst into flames. He screamed out in a mix of pleasure and pain. As my wings extended, the force of them pushed him backwards and the chair tipped back sending us slamming into the floor.

It really wasn’t that long a fall at all. It’s so open down here. I’ve seen it countless times from the sky, but I’ve never actually touched the ground before. I’ve never seen how big it is. Sand stretches endlessly into the horizon, never-ending. There’s nothing living in sight. No buildings arcing above me to make me feel small, just the vastness to swallow me whole. I clench my teeth and my heart pounds in my chest. Wait. No. That’s not my heart. It’s wings.

It’s not perfect, but it reminds me that I kept going when I should’ve stopped. The wings on my shoulder were for my brother. Not by blood, but close enough. He didn’t make it past eighteen. Got caught in a robbery he wasn’t even part of. Wrong place. Wrong time. I wear the wings so I don’t forget that none of us are promised more than one wrong move. Alana touches the edge of that tattoo now, her fingers brushing over the fabric of my sleeve. “This one’s different,” she murmurs. “So are you.” She looks up at me like she wants to say something else. Like she wants to confess something impossible. But instead, she changes the subject.

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The twins are sixteen-year-olds who have been coming to this gathering their whole lives and who occupy it now with the ease of people who understand the tradition from inside it. In the afternoon, when the table has been cleared and the apartment has the specific quality of a Christmas afternoon — warm, full, the city outside doing its muted December thing — Valentina and Clara sit at the kitchen table. "Tell me more about the fourth book," Clara says. "I don't have it yet," Valentina says. "I have the question: what does the person name after the record is made. The third book made the record. The fourth book is about what happens when you look at the record from the altitude."