Angel Blackwood(123)

“I told you guys about me being a virgin. You knew. I didn’t know what to do, I just lay there.” I shudder and close my eyes pulling away from him. He holds me close though, refusing to let go.

I watch him wince. “I know, baby. But we thought that you would’ve slept with your boyfriend since then. It was a couple months and you didn’t speak to us, Angel. What were we suppose to think? We didn’t know what to do!”

“So you just assume I slept with him? I hardly saw him in those months. After the attack, I didn’t want anyone to touch me. No one, Talon,” I say softly, looking into his sad blue eyes.

“I know, okay. I get it… we shouldn’t have left things the way we did. I’m sorry.” He pulls me into his chest and I hold him. I hear the bathroom door open behind me and I smell the sweet scent as he enters. I hold onto Talon even tighter as he rubs my back.

“I need to talk to her, brother,” Tyler says gently.

“No, brother. You need to leave,” Talon growls.

“Please, I need to make it right,” Tyler pleads.

“Don’t leave me alone with him, Talon,” I say against Talon’s chest. He tenses when I say this. I feel him nod his head on my shoulder, but when I feel Tyler’s warm hands wrap around my waist, I cling to Talon in fear.

“I promise he won’t hurt you. You need to talk to him, Angel,” Talon says, pushing me towards Tyler who sits behind me on the bed. I reach out for him like a baby wanting their mother. He looks down at me sadly, walks to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. Tyler wraps his arms around me bringing my back against his chest.

“Please stop struggling against me.” He sounds pained as he says this.

“Let me go then,” I say through gritted teeth.

I can’t feel the effects of the alcohol any longer; my state of blissful ignorance is gone.

He doesn’t let me go, but turns me around to face him. He grabs my face harshly and cradles me cheeks. I scratch at his hands trying to free my face.

“Stop struggling,” he says calmly. I stop.

“I’m sorry, Angel,” he says, looking my face over intently. His usual neatly combed over hair is messy and out of place. Habit has me reaching out to move the hair out of his face and he leans his face into the palm of my hand without hesitation.

“I’m so sorry for what I did to you. The way I took you was awful. I still can’t believe I treated you that way.” I watch a tear fall down his cheek. His once blue eyes aren’t so shiny and vibrant anymore. He looks as if he’s lost weight and he has dark circles under his eyes. I want to feel sorry for him, but I just can’t. He drops his hands, resting one on my bare thigh. I stare down at his big tan hand against my fair skin.

His other hand runs back and forth on my jawline. “Did I hurt you?” He whispers.

“Yes," I whisper back.

“I was so angry and upset. I wanted you so bad and couldn’t control myself. I kept telling myself I couldn’t do this to Kate. When you asked for Caspian I was furious, my wolf was furious,” he says, stroking my cheek gently. I pull my face away from him, watching his hand drop and shoulders sag.

I’m so hurt that I have to take a few minutes to compose myself before I can even form the words. “Why did you tell her about what happened between us? I know it wasn’t that good, but… but did you really have to tell her all the details.”

“I just told her that we had sex, Angel. I didn’t tell her anything else. She must have seen your scars when we went to her apartment after Drake attacked you; she helped dress you. I can’t believe she said those things to you. She’s not a mean person, Angel. You know that. I don’t know why she was so harsh to you, but I do know that she feels terrible about the way she treated you.”

I sit frozen, I can’t believe what I’m hearing. After everything… he still has the nerve to defend her.

I turn stiff in his arms and I move away from his warmth.





“Angel? What? What did I do?” He sounds panicked.

“Can you… uh can you please leave,” I say politely, scratching my head and looking away.

“What?”

“I just want to be alone right now,” I say, still avoiding his eyes.

“Angel?”

“Please, just go!” I say harshly. I hear movement and then footsteps as he makes his way to the door. From the corner of my eye I see him standing in the doorway staring at me, but he doesn’t say a word. A few seconds later he leaves.





Chapter 26





I wake up to loud screams, yelling and howls. I’m alone in bed in the clothes I passed out in after Tyler left. I run over to where I left my balcony doors open and I’m immediately met my chaos. Wolves attacking wolves. Growling and snarling, people yelling and panic all around.