Chapter 12

Chapter Twelve

A s they reappeared at Byron’s home, Byron knew they had one day remaining to bring the horseshoes to the fae. He was also aware they had run out of time during his search for the horseshoes amid all the stables he had visited the previous evening. He didn’t even have time to cuddle with her before the sun rose and converted her back into her stone prison.

Pulling back her wings, they were once again in his living room. He set the horseshoes down on his coffee table and turned to Angela, but she was already gone.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have taken so long to find them. We had no time together and I wanted an intimate moment with you. We will have to make the most of the time we have left when you awaken. Good night, my sweet angel.”

At work, he thought about everything Angela had told him over the last few days. It had not even been a week since he’d met her, but he’d fallen for her. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for her, no matter the cost it might be to him. After extensive consideration, he began making some phone calls and prepared a few things he knew he not only needed but wanted to do .

Soon, nightfall would be here. Watching the sun get lower into the horizon, he suddenly saw the statue become the beautiful woman he’d grown to care for very much. Turning from the window, he greeted her, “Good evening.”

“Good evening. Shall we go and complete your punishment?”

“Not yet. I wonder what will happen to you once I do so. Will I ever see you again?”

Angela thought about it for a moment before her eyes met his. “I don’t think so. This will probably be our last night together.”

Byron took four steps and gathered her into his arms, her feathers, tickling his arms with their softness.

“I don’t want to accept that.”

“It’s the way of the world. You have your curse; and I have mine. I assume when you’re safe, I will no longer be needed and, will not return to you.”

“Then stay with me. Forget about the fairies. I would rather have my nights with you than be good with the fae and not have you in my life.”

“No. I wouldn’t be doing my job if that were the case,” Angela tucked her wings into her body. However, let us have these last few hours together before I bring you to the fairies in time to meet your deadline.”

Staring deep into her eyes, he gave it a moment, thinking about never seeing her again. If they only had this night, he’d make sure it was one they both would remember.

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