Angel Blackwood(25)

At the checkout counter Daisy refuses to let us pay for the dress.

“Then please tell me you can come to my ceremony tonight?” I ask her. It’ll be good for me to make more friends now that I’m living with my parents. I almost regret asking her because she suddenly looks panicked and upset.

“I wish I could. It means so much to me that you even asked, but…I can’t,” she says.

I don’t ask questions, I just nod and whip out my phone. “What’s your number then?” her frown is immediately replaced with eagerness as she rattles it off. I call her and watch her take out her phone and save my number.

“Now we can plan to meet up sometime.” I smile at her, before pulling her in for a hug. “You call me whenever you want, okay? Even if it’s just to chat.” I feel her arms tighten around me.

“Thank you,” she whispers.





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We leave the store and make our way toward our car down the street. I quickly spot two large men leaning against Alex’s car.

Alex stands a small distance in front of me in a protective stance when we get closer. The men have their eyes on me. One has dark olive skin with tribal tattoos down his left arm. He has short shaven black hair and his eyes are light brown. His face is blank as he stares at me; they hold no emotion whatsoever and it’s a unnerving to say the least.

I turn my attention to the other guy and immediately stand upright, almost taking a step back. I realise that he witnessed my hesitance when a grin appears on his face. He has black hair, shorter on the side and longer on the top, almost covering half his face. His eyes are a light blue, so light that I’d be able to spot them a great distance away and one ear has a black small round plug in it. His square jaw is clean shaven and the skin on his face is pale. That’s about all of his natural skin tone I can see because the rest of his body is covered in ink. He’s wearing a black shirt and leather jacket, but from what I can see he has lots of artwork covering his skin. Just below his neck over his Adam’s apple is a big blue butterfly; this is one of the few things that stands out to me, there’s so much going-on on his skin. I also see what looks like a heart with a knife through it in the middle of his chest, just above where the V of his shirt starts. His hands are also covered in little ink designs. I’ve never seen so much ink on one person. He has a pair of navy jeans on and black combat boots where his jeans are half tucked into them.

“Zeke. Axel. What can I help you boys with today?” Alex says, full of her usual charm as she nods to both men.

I watch them relax their posture as they stand tall and feel Alex do the same in front of me.

“Alpha Caspian wants to meet the little lady,” Zeke says, moving his brown eyes to mine.

The walking canvas doesn’t say a word, but continues his perusal of me with those piercing eyes. His grin widens; I’m pretty sure he can sense how uncomfortable I feel right now under his intense scrutiny.

Alex looks between Axel and I and smiles. “Someone has his eyes set on you,” I hear her voice in my head and turn to see her silently giggling to herself.

“Boys, we’ll head over there right now then,” Alex says, pushing past them towards her door until Zeke takes her keys out her hands.

“Here, Luna, I’ll drive you ladies there. Hop in,” he says as if he owns the car. Alex huffs and shakes her head.

“Damn wolves and their egos.” I hear her thoughts and judging by how the two men are chuckling, I’m pretty sure they heard it too.

Of course Alex jumps in the passenger seat next to Zeke leaving me in the back with Mr Mute himself.

Axel spreads his legs wide as he takes up both his seat and the middle one making sure his knee is close to mine. He’s basically lounging in the back of the car, his back half leaning against the door as he continues to stare at me.

“Don’t like me lookin’ at you, babe?” I hear his husky voice in my head.

“No! Stop it! Get the hell out of my head.” I send the message back making sure he feels my irritation.

I hear his snicker next to me as I lean back against the chair. I close my eyes trying to close myself off so he can’t get in my head anymore.

“You’re going to have to try harder than that,” his voice echoes again.

I ignore him, block out all thoughts and feelings and go back to that emotionless place I used to visit so often.

“Little Lady is good,” I hear Zeke say. I raise my eyebrow at Axel knowing I just one-upped him. I kinda wanna stick my tongue out at him too, but I suppose that will come off as too childish so I don’t. He laughs, then finally turns and looks out the window leaving me with a small smirk on my face as I do the same.