Angel Blackwood(103)

“It could be a possibility,” my mother says.

“And what about the other magic?”

“When Noelle healed you, she called upon our ancestors for help, that could have almost kick-started your powers. You may have adopted your ability to heal from Noelle healing you; she said it felt like you were absorbing her powers,” she says.

“Healing powers?” Tyler asks. “What the hell is going on?”

My father speaks for me, “Angel has the ability to heal.”

“Not only that,” I blurt out and all eyes are back on me.

“I have the ability to hurt too.”

“What?” Alex exclaims.

“I didn’t know what was happening to me, I was so frightened of all the changes that was going on with my body. I was confused and wanted to know how to control that power before I got any of you involved. That’s why I went to see Noelle.”

The room is quiet for a few moments before Johnny opens his mouth, nods his head then speaks, “Has Noelle been helping you? Has she given you the answers you were looking for?”

Johnny sounds genuinely concerned and interested in my response; there’s no hostility towards Noelle in his words.

“Yeah, she’s helped me so much. She’s not teaching me directly though. I have a friend, her name’s Phoenix, she’s going to teach me how to control my power. She’s a brilliant witch. We’ve just started, I hope that… I hope you’ll allow me to continue,” I say reluctantly.

He nods his head, his one dimple showing. “Okay, your friend can help you but I want to meet her first, and I want to speak to Noelle as well.” He looks up at Alex, she seems surprised by this. Smiling, she nods her head in agreement.





There’s still some tension floating around the house, I know not all our issues are gonna be resolved after one conversation. Many words have been said and feelings hurt. It’s going to take time to get back to the place we all used to be in, but I’m willing to forgive if it means I get my family back together again. The twins seemed stunned into silence about my involvement with the witches. They left my father’s office very quickly and I haven’t seen them since. Alex pulled me into the kitchen and she cooked up a storm. I ate and ate until I nearly passed out on the kitchen counter, Johnny had to eventually help me up the stairs to my bed.





“Can you leave the curtains open, please?” I mumble, pulling the blankets over me and snuggling up to my pillow. Johnny pushes them open again and sits down on the bed in front of me. The huge man looks so fragile as he sits down on my bed looking at his hands.

“I feel terrible about the way I spoke to you. I don’t think I’ll ever get over the hateful look you gave me. Don’t get me wrong though. I totally deserved it,” he says, letting out a nervous laugh.

“I’m sorry your mate rejected you, honey.” He utters softly.

I reach out my hand, grabbing his larger one. He wraps both of his rough hands around mine. “Don’t be sorry, Dad. Everything worked out for the best. I’m back with the pack I belong with, alongside you, Mom, Talon and Tyler.” He smiles as I say this.

He chuckles. “I like to hear that. You do belong here, honey… And Talon? You love him?”

“I do.”

He’s quiet for a few seconds until he nods his head and looks at me. “He’ll make a great Alpha… and you my dear, will be a strong Luna. I know I don’t tell you this enough, but I’m so very proud of you, sweetie. You’re one tough cookie, I couldn’t have asked for a better daughter. I love you, my Angel. Don’t ever forget that.” His words bring tears to my eyes.

“I love you too, Dad,” I say, giving him a hug.

He pulls away, tucking the bedding beneath my chin.

Before he leaves the room he stops at my door and looks back at me. “Your mother’s taking it really hard. She thinks you hate her. I know it’s going to take time for you to build up your trust in us, but please… Just… Just don’t be too tough on her.”

I nod my head, too tired to even form words.

He flips off the light switch and I close my eyes.





Chapter 22





The warm sun reflecting on my face is absolute heaven. I blink then shield my eyes from the harsh light flooding through my open curtains. I hear chuckling and turn to find Talon laying on top of the covers facing me, leaning on his side with his hand holding his head up. When my eyes meet his he stops chuckling and tilts his head to the side staring at me.

“How are you feeling today?” He says in a soft voice, pushing a piece of hair away from my face.