#angec

Wings .ls. - x (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/rumbEOcMFN "I can see them..." Louis' small voice broke the silence. "What are you talking about boy?" Harry asked, not understanding the smaller one's words. "Your wings... I can see your wings." Deep breath. "And I know no one else can see them but me." The boy spoke, this time confidence molding his voice. He could see them clearly. On the right was one big black wing, on the left, a big white one. They were truly beautiful. "You're crazy, I don't have... wings!" The curly man was saying nothing but the truth. He was a demon. Son of one of the fallen. Dragged with them all. He couldn't have wings. Then how and why could Louis see them? Who was he?