Tyler says, “I was confused. I didn’t know if we were right together. I wanted to reject her, I thought I loved Kate. I didn’t realise the extent of all the secrets Angel was keeping from us.”
The Alpha’s eyes widen and his hands drop to his sides, shaking with rage. He calls for Jacob and two other guards. “Lock them in the cells downstairs before I put my hands on them and rip them apart!” He roars, turning around to avoid looking at the twins as the guards pull them away.
Chapter 27
TALON POV
It’s been three weeks. Three long, torturous weeks down in these cells. Alpha was nice enough to give us one of the better cells, so we have bed mats, a toilet, along with a lone shower in the corner of the cell and a guard that brings food for us regularly too. Our uncle, is disappointed with us just as much as Alpha Johnny. Neither want to see or speak to us for fear of lashing out and doing something they’ll regret; I don’t blame them. I knew this was coming. It was only a matter of time before everything was put out there, now it’s time for our punishment. This is it.
I was forced to share this cell with Tyler. At first we were at each other’s throats, but as the hours and days passed, we kinda patched things up. I still don’t believe he deserves Angel, but then again I don’t think any man will be good enough for her, including me. I miss her soft touches and the way she smells. I miss her sassy attitude… fuck it, I just miss everything about her. I sit for hours on end, wishing I could take back every single nasty thing I’ve said to her. If I could rewind back to the night I found out she was my mate, I’d show her how much I loved her every second of every day. I’d never let her think she wasn’t wanted. She was always wanted, I was just being a childish prick looking for revenge.
No one will tell us about her progress. I wonder if she’s woken up yet, if she’s asked about us. The Alpha must know how hard this is for us, not being able to see her or touch her is far worse punishment than being locked up in this dark basement.
I look across the room to see Tyler laying on his side facing the wall, his food sitting on the small wooden table untouched. He lies shirtless. He’s lost a lot of weight these few weeks, he’s never been a scrawny guy so looking at him this way has me worried. His ribs are starting to stand out now, he doesn’t want to eat and he stopped talking last week sometime. He’s taking this hard. He doesn’t even have the strength to hold his thoughts anymore, I hear them all the time. He’s still blaming himself, going over every horrible thing he’s ever done to her, always blaming himself. I haven’t told him that I can hear what he’s thinking, I don’t think he has the energy to care either way.
“Ty, man. Eat something… just a bite. You’ll feel better, it will give you energy. You could do some push ups with me or something. It helps, I promise.” It actually does as well. It’s the only way to keep myself from going crazy in this little cell. I do squats, push ups, even fucking jumping jacks to work up a sweat and get to the point of exhaustion where I can just flop down and pass out.
He just shakes his head.
A few hours go by and I’ve pushed my body to exhaustion once again, even with the limited amount of working out I can manage in here. I lay on the hard mat and look at the cement ceiling. I wonder if the Alpha will ever trust us again. I’m afraid he’ll sends us away, away from Angel. I don’t think I can survive living without her. These last few weeks without her have almost killed me. I know I have to earn his trust again, make him believe that I will do everything in my power to be the man Angel needs. I fear he doesn’t think we’ll be able to hold the Alpha position with Angel as our Luna. I know once we are mated to Angel, Alpha Johnny will then need to prepare to hand down his role as Alpha. I just don’t know whether he’ll see us worthy of that honour.
I hear a female voice, “Shh… I know what I’m doing, Nixon. I’ll be fine. Just make sure Axel keeps the guards busy! Oh no you don’t. Don’t look at me that way, Nixon. Go… I’ll be quick.” The voice is a whisper, but I can hear her so clearly. Tyler continues to lay there, his hearing obviously stunted in his weak state.
Phoenix suddenly appears from behind the shadows, rushing over to our cell.
I stand up up. Hearing footsteps, Tyler looks behind him. When he sees Phoenix he jumps up, reaching out the of the cell for her. She takes a weary step backwards.
“How is she? Is she okay? Please tell me she’s okay,” he rambles out, his voice thick. Phoenix walks closer and she looks him over, a sad expression crosses her face as she steps closer to us. Reaching out, she takes Tyler’s hand.