Free Hidden Wings by Cameo Renae Page A

I doubted I’d take a trip to the kitchen tonight. He then asked if I needed anything, and when I told him I didn’t, he excused himself and snapped the door shut behind him.
    I was suddenly alone and an overwhelming feeling of sadness enveloped me.
    I walked over to the window and drew back the curtains. The room was obviously facing the back yard, and from what I could see, even in the darkness it was huge. It seemed about four football fields long in length and width, and at center was a labyrinth of hedges, surrounded by a well-manicured lawn. I’d have to view it again when the sun was up. It was too dark to get the full picture. There were lights around the perimeter fence, shining outward into the endless thick of trees. A bright beam of light, which I assumed was coming from the tower, combed the grounds. Wow. This was like a high-security prison, but at least I felt protected.
    I sucked in a huge breath, and hoped that the creature I’d met tonight wouldn’t be intruding or looking for me. I shivered. Just as I was about to close the curtain again, I noticed a small guest house out of the corner of my eye. It was all the way to the right side of the property; a small, quaint, sort of gingerbread looking house. I wondered if that’s where Kade was staying. My heart pattered against my chest at the thought.
    I didn’t know what to think of Kade. He made me wonder if he was really human. I mean, he was gorgeous, had some kind of magical charm that played with my emotions, and dulled my sadness whenever he came around. He was also strong and fast, from what I witnessed in the bathroom.
    Thinking about that…what really happened in that bathroom after Malachi dragged me out? Kade was obviously alive and seemed unscathed, but what happened to the creature? Did it get away? Did he injure it? Kill it? Another chill of terror shot up my spine at the thought.
    Everything in my life was one enormous question, and I knew, if I didn’t get most of those questions answered in the morning, my brain just might explode.
    A dull pain emanated in my ribs and my head started to throb. I needed a pain pill, but decided to take a shower first. I opened my suitcase and found my warm pajamas, and then noticed my cast. I dug through my carry-on and found a plastic bag, stuck my casted arm into it, and tucked the open parts into the end.
    I made my way into the bathroom. Two lime green towels hung on the rack, and another stack of colorful towels were folded on a shelf. A basket sat on the sink, stocked with shampoo, conditioner, soap, shaving lotion, razors, toothpaste and a new toothbrush. She’d thought of everything.
    I pulled back the colorful polka-dotted shower curtain and turned on the water. It was ice cold, like glacier ice. It took a few minutes until it started to get warm, but once it did, I peeled out of my clothes and stood under it, letting the hot, steamy water beat down on my head and aching body. It didn’t last too long because my right shoulder began to ache from holding my cast out of the water. I quickly washed my hair and scrubbed as best I could.
    It felt good to be clean and in my comfortable stretchy pajamas.
    Back in the bedroom, I went to the desk and flicked on the small lamp. The laptop looked brand-new, and had a cord attached to it that was plugged into the wall. I wondered if it had internet service. It wouldn’t hurt to try. Besides, I wanted to shoot Lia and Jeremy an email just to let them know that I had arrived safely. Almost. But I wouldn’t let them know. They wouldn’t believe me anyway.
    As the computer booted up, I walked over to the bed and shoved the decorative pillows to the far side. The computer made a chiming noise. It was ready.
    Please have internet service! Please!
    I clicked on the “e” and the internet instantly popped up.
    “YES!”
    I quickly signed into my email account. There were two messages waiting from Lia and Jeremy. I clicked on Jeremy’s