Wings

He leaned closer to my back, still careful not to touch it. It only took him a moment to give a calm answer.
“Bear with me, okay? It’s going to sound insa—”
“Just tell me C.J.”
“They are definitely, without a doubt….wings.” I was completely silent, and C.J. was probably afraid that I was going into shock. “Don’t worry. They do get better after a few weeks. Soon you’ll be able to retract them back into your body whenever you don’t want them noticed. They probably will get a tad bit bigger, though.”
I was still trying to find my mouth. I managed to choke out, “Wings?”
“Yes. Embry, please. I know you must be so confused right now, just hang in there. I promise, everything will fall into place. ”
“Can you explain it…please.”
“Of course.” He walked around to the front of my body, and smirked at my mark. “Just what I figured.”