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Angel Blackwood(53)



I feel him before I see him. It’s the connection my brother and I have…it’s the same connection we have with Angel.

I can feel the anger and fury radiating from him, and I’m pretty sure Lucy does too because she moves to step behind me.

He glares at her and snarls, “Leave us.”

Lucy looks up to me hurt, “How can you allow him to speak to me like that, Talon?”

“Just go, Luce. I’ll call you later,” I lie.

She shakes her head and walks off. We both watch and wait for her to disappear into the woods before Tyler speaks.

“I don’t know why the fuck you’re with her. She’s been with half the pack,” he says in disgust.

“Like you can talk. Since when did you start playing with Barbie’s? Kate is not your type and we both know it,” I fight back.

Perfect little Kate is definitely not Tyler’s type. Tyler seems all sweet and innocent, everyone thinks that I’m the degenerate brother because I look and dress a certain way, but he’s the one that has certain likes and wants when it comes to the bedroom. Not many share the same interests he does. I bet pretty little Kate hasn’t seen how rough and raw Tyler likes it when it comes to sex; or the fact he likes to let his wolf, Gunner, take control sometimes either.

This is why I know for a fact that they haven’t done the deed yet.

“You don’t know shit, Talon.”

I smirk, my suspicions confirmed.

“How can you tell me that you love her when you don’t even know whether you share the same interests when it comes to having sex?” I tease.

“I can be gentle. When Angel first came here I was gentle and now…with Kate, I’ve been gentle,” he says, trying to convince me.

I raise an eyebrow.

“I don’t need it. I like it, but I don’t need it,” he says a little louder.

“Bullshit! Why haven’t you had sex with her then?” I ask, but he doesn’t response. His walls are down and I can tell he’s trying to think of an excuse, but he can’t bullshit a bullshitter.

“You’re scared.” I state.

“Fuck sakes. I’m not scared, Talon! I’m worried. I’m worried I’ll scare her away,” he says, letting out a deep breath.

“Her? who? Kate or Angel?”

He takes a few seconds to respond then shakes his head saying “Kate dammit…. Angel is still fucking lying to us. I caught a scent, male and not from this territory. I’ve smelt the scent on her before, so I know he’s from Point Bright.”

I growl. “Is it her ex?” I ask, rage welling up inside of me. I’m trying hard to keep my wolf from taken over control.

“No, I didn’t catch his scent, but the one on her was familiar,” he says.

“She lied to our faces! How many times is she going to keep doing this?” I yell out in frustration. I believed her, I even felt sorry for how we had treated her.

“Do you blame her? Look how afraid she was, she was most probably too terrified to tell the truth,” he says. I look at him confused; I don’t think even he believes the words he’s saying.

“Oh! So now you’re defending her?” I ask, in absolute disbelief.

“No. Yes. Oh, I don’t know. She’s hiding something, I know it. I’m going to figure it out, but we need to try a different approach,” he says, before turning, walking away, and leaving me to stand on the dock alone.





Chapter 12





Angel POV





I wake up the following morning and head to my parents room to use their bathroom. I have one goal in mind for today: Avoidance. I’m going to avoid the twins for as long as I possibly can, just until I can figure out what I really want. I fear that I’m gonna snap the next time they decide to manhandle me and treat me like shit. I wouldn’t ever forgive myself if I physically hurt them.

I quickly get dressed and tip toe through the dark house towards the back door. Sneaking out is almost impossible with all these wolves and their enhanced hearing, but I manage it. My phone starts ringing halfway to Nixon’s house and Alex’s name appears on the screen.

“Hello?”

“Angel, I’ve been trying to get through our pack link to you, but you’re completely blocked off,” she says, sounding frantic.

I cringe. “Sorry mom, I’m still trying to figure out how this all works.” I sit down on a nearby bench and run my hands through my damp hair. “I’m so used to keeping things to myself that I don’t even realise when I’m shutting everyone out.”

I hear her inhale deeply over the phone. “Sweetie, it’s alright. This change has been hard for you. You’re the first born half-breed, we’re all learning from your transformation, honey. I didn’t mean to sound angry, I was just concerned. I’ve been worried about you. You’re progressing slower than a changed werewolf usually does. We can all sense your strength and feel your power, but you aren’t healing and your body isn’t responding like a usual she-wolf’s body would.”