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Smaller than he’d thought they’d be, maybe the size of a hawk’s, but they were gorgeous and absolutely pristine. They were white with silver tips, and they lit up the entire cave when Kevin touched them to feel the soft feathers.
He’d never seen anything so beautiful before, and his eyes filled with tears and his heart ached as he cradled them against his chest.
Yet he remembered nothing.
His mind remained blank, other than a complex maze of his recent adventures with Percy, fragments that certainly belonged to films, and the nonsense he’d made up to fill in the gaps.
No, this couldn’t be right.
He probably needed to put them back on first. He had no idea how to do that, and he hoped Percy might have some ideas. He wrapped the wings up and held them tight as he climbed back up the way he’d come down. He slid to the bottom more than once before finding enough footholds to escape.
Back in the tunnel, he hurried to the opening and stepped out onto the ledge. He squinted against the sunlight, watching as the opening closed up behind him. The crack vanished, and the rock was rock once more when he poked it. He turned to find Percy and Cher, spotting them on the beach where they were before.
No…
Something was wrong.
Percy was in his demonic form and poised to attack, and Cher was crouched beside him. Kevin could hear her angry snarls from here, and he shifted his gaze in search of what had them so riled up.
Sebastian.
And he wasn’t alone.
There were at least four more hunters with him, and they were almost at the bottom of the steps.
“Percy!” Kevin shouted, but his voice was lost to the wind and crashing waves. His heart plummeted when he realized he’d have to swim the whole way back.
Percy and Cher could both be dead by then.
He couldn’t let that happen.
Kevin kneeled, hurriedly unwrapping the wings once more and cursing under his breath. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! How the fuck do I put them back on?”
He unfolded the wings and spread them wide, and he got the silly idea to simply throw them onto his back like he was putting on a backpack. He had no idea what else to try. There was an instant burn as the wings fused to his skin, lighting up the scars like hot pokers. Bone crunched, muscles tore, and the agony was intense but thankfully brief as his wings joined his body once more.
Kevin gasped when he realized he couldfeelhis wings.
And they were big.
Verybig.
Kevin launched himself into the air, flapping his arms and hoping his wings would follow.
They did not.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”
Kevin screamed as he plunged toward the water, and his feet dipped into the waves before the part of his brain that actually knew how to use the wings came online. His wings flapped furiously, and he soared up into the air with a triumphant shout.
It was far from graceful, but it would get him where he needed to be.
He clumsily flew toward the beach where Sebastian was closing in on Percy and Cher, shouting, “Hold on, princess! I’m comin’!”
CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
As Kevin soared closer, he could see Percy blinking away from the violent swings of Sebastian’s sword while Cher made mincemeat out of the other hunters. Judging by how none of them seemed to see her coming, Kevin had to assume they were human.
Percy must have heard the swoop of Kevin’s wings because he turned to look right at him, staring in awe. His mouth moved and though Kevin wasn’t close enough to hear him, he could read his lips.
