Angel Blackwood(113)

“I’ve been looking for you,” I say, entering his room.

“You could have just linked to me, I would have told you I was here,” he says, with his back to me.

“I forget.” I shrug.

He turns around holding some folded clothes in his hands. I look to the bed and see an empty suitcase.

“Oh no. Please don’t tell me you’re going aswell?” I say breathlessly. I’m not even sure why I’m asking, I already know the answer. I sit down on his bed next to the suitcase.

“I have to help. I can’t just sit here,” he says, placing the clothes neatly into the suitcase.

“Did my father ask you to go? You don’t have to go. I can speak to him, Talon.” I ramble on until he grabs my face, forcing me to look at him as he sternly says, “I volunteered, Angel. I have to help out where I can. I love you, but you can’t change my mind. I need to do this for the pack.” He releases his hold on me then turns and zips up his bag.

“If this is about earning your place in this pack-” he doesn’t allow me to finish, his dark eyes find mine and his firm voice shuts me up.

“It’s not that at all, Angel. I want to fucking do it, okay? Now drop it.” He swiftly kisses me on the cheek, mutters an “I love you”, then leaves with his bag in tow.



I lean my head against one of the columns on their bed, closing my eyes as I listen to the cars start driving away. The window is a few feet away, but I can’t bear to see him climb in a car and drive away.

Fifteen minutes go by and the sound of cars leaving has passed. I let out a deep breath and close my eyes.

“Shit! Sorry, I didn’t know you’d be here.” Tyler’s voice has me frozen in place. I turn my head and find him standing in the doorway. He’s shirtless with a towel around his waist. He points to his closet. “Just going to get some clothes then I’ll be out of your hair.”





I stand up quickly. “No, Ty. It’s okay, it’s your room. I’ve got to find Nixon anyway.” I move towards the bathroom door.

“He went with Talon, Angel.”

I stand there speechless with my hand on the bathroom door.

“I know you would much prefer to have Talon here protecting you, rather than be stuck with me, but it’s gonna be okay. Talon’s gonna be fine and I’ll stay outta your way,” Tyler says softly.

I turn to look at him. “I wouldn’t have wanted you to go either, Tyler,” I sigh, before quickly turning to leave the room.





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Ronny and Chloe have been messaging me, filling me in on the Drake situation. Apparently he hasn’t been caught yet and I can’t lie and say that that little fact hasn’t got me a little paranoid, especially as I’m pretty much alone now.





Rather than mope around, I decided to meet up with Phoenix. We go through techniques to use when trying to control my magic. Turns out its much harder for me to control because I’m not using spells and potions like usual witches do. It usually happens when I want to hurt someone or when I’m really angry and It seems like the only way to stop it is by calming my mind and body down. I think I will definitely benefit from some calming techniques. Phee was completely in tutor mode and wouldn’t speak to me about Nixon or Fabian, or what transpired between the two of them after I left last night. I’ll give her a few more days and then I’ll ask again.





I spend the rest of the day allowing Faith to roam free. It’s starting to get darker so I continue in my wolf form towards the pack house. I pass a few people I’ve never seen before, they stare at me wide mouthed and watch my every movement. I wonder for a second if I rolled in something, whether my coat is dirty. I turn my head to see if anything is on my coat, then I remember what Johnny was saying to Jacob. These must be the men that Caspian sent down.

“Well, well, well. Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.” The familiar voice has me letting out an excited bark as I dash in his direction. I jump up, tackling him to the ground.

Axel starts laughing louder and playfully wrestles me. After some time and aware of the eyes on us, I move away from him. He sits up leaning on one knee as he runs his hands through my coat.

“Your coat is beautiful, Angel. Your eyes, wow! They’re so different, not your natural colour,” he says, giving me a huge grin.

I give his cheek a sloppy lick then nudge him as I make my way into the house and upto my room. I hurriedly dress and run back downstairs. Axel stands at the bottom of the staircase with a smirk on his face as he eyes my fully dressed form.

“I wouldn’t have minded you shifting in front of me. You didn’t have to go all the way to your bedroom to do that, babe.” He winks and I playfully punch his arm before giving him a hug.