Angel Blackwood(26)

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We arrive at a large mansion where two brown wolves sit on each side of the front door. When we get out of the car both stand mirroring the others movements.

Wonder how long they trained to get that timing right. I think to myself.

I hear laughter next to me and look up to see Axel shaking his head as he laughs.

“Shit!” I mumble forcing the walls back up.

“Dude, stay out of my head.” I nudge his stomach as I walk past.

“If I did, I would miss all the funny shit you don’t actually say out loud, especially about this ‘walking canvas’.” He laughs harder.

“Crap,you heard that too?” I laugh to myself feeling the blush creep up.

He nods his head.





“Come on ladies,” Zeke says as he leads us up the stairs. We walk towards the front door, but I stop when we get to the wolves sitting upright by the door looking forward avoiding our eyes. I stand in front of one and bend down a little to look into its eyes. He stands so still and doesn’t even blink when I look at him from just a hair’s breadth away.

His brown eyes are harsh and focused and he has a scar on the one side of his face near the eye. I raise my hand up and I feel the wolf tense, his breathing becoming ragged. I ignore the low growl coming from him and kneel down in front of the wolf so that he stands taller than I do.

Now the wolf turns to look down at me as I raise my hand again and gently touch his face. I stroke him a little and then finally the wolf submits and leans into my touch. I smile and the wolf licks my hand. I turn to the other wolf to find her standing right next to me, almost brushing up to my shoulder as she watches the exchange. Her coat is beautiful and she has the same eyes as the scarred wolf behind me; something tells me that they are related. She eagerly leans down for me to stroke her head and just like her brother, she licks my hand.

“Remarkable,” I hear a deep gravelly voice say.

The brown wolves immediately scurry to their former positions. I look up to see a tall man in a suit looking down at me. He gestures for me to take his hand and I do. I get to a standing position but he doesn’t let go of my hand, instead he brings it up to his lips and gently kisses the top of it. I can feel his power and dominance even though he seems young.

He has on a perfectly tailored dark grey suit, his eyes are blue -but not as remarkable as Axel’s or the twins- and his blond hair is neatly combed over. I can see from his broad shoulders and the tightness in his sleeves that this man is built and rock solid.

A dimple forms on his face and I drop my head and plant my free hand on one of my flaming cheeks feeling my blush all the way to my heated fingertips.

“You heard my thoughts didn’t you?” I whisper looking down at his large rough hands that still hold my one prisoner.

I watch as he removes one hand from mine bringing it towards my face. He places a finger underneath my chin forcing me to look him in the eye.

“You, my dear, are perfect.” I hear his voice within my head; it comes out as a whisper only the two of us can hear. He smiles at me one last time then removes his hands. I find Axel and Zeke leaning against the columns on the porch. Axel’s stare is now a glare and Zeke has a frown on his face. I look over to Alex and she has a huge grin on her face.

She’s probably already planning our wedding and thinking up names for her future grandbabies. I laugh out loud at the thought, making Alpha Caspian turn and smile at me.

Caspian places both hands on each of the brown wolves’ heads and says, “You may leave your post.”

Then I watch as they leap off the porch and run into the nearby forest.





“Those are two of my best guardians and you just made them look like weak little kittens. They were basically purring for your affection.” He shakes his head and removes his hands from his pockets.

“The name is Caspian, Alpha of the Crystal Bay Pack.” I place my hand in his.

“Angel,” I say as he kisses my hand yet again before letting it fall free. “That you are, my love. That you are.” I hear his thoughts but I’m guessing that was his intention.

He turns to Alex. “I’ve been hearing stories about Angel here. We were unaware you and Johnny had a child, but the story moved through the pack and when the boys saw you walking the streets with this beauty they told me it was true. I must say Alex, you and Johnny created a masterpiece.” Caspian looks me over, he may be charming and handsome as hell, but I do not like the way he’s looking at me… as if I’m something to own… to possess.

Alex says proudly, “Thank you Cass. Johnny is real proud of her. You must see how beautiful her wolf is, she shifted for the first time without help from any of us; my baby did it all on her own.” She pulls me to her side and kisses my forehead.