Tania whipped her head up. "Three days?" she asked, bewildered.
He nodded with a smile as he grasped her chin and crashed his lips on hers. He kissed her with abandon and she was lost in him till she moaned. When they pulled away, he was breathless, but had a smile on his face. "The wait was… painful."
"Oh Elty…" she said with quivering lips. She tried to move her wings but her muscles were too weak for her to maneuver them. She couldn't believe all the dark magic that was on her back to shackle her wings. Who could be so vicious to lock her wings? Was Menkar so powerful with all his dark magic that it equaled the Elders of Vilinski?
