Angel Blackwood(59)

I leave Noelle’s after she explains how she is going to teach me and train me. I make my way up the tree, careful not to let anyone see me. As I’m just about to pull my leg over the wall a hand wraps around my ankle. I’m just about to kick at it when Phoenix screams out.

“It’s me! It’s me. Gosh! Are you always in stealth mode!” She says, backing away from my foot.

“Sorry. You surprised me. What’s up?” I say, looking down at her.

She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a piece of paper. “Here’s my number, call me when you wanna meet up. I’m available, whenever.” She shrugs it off trying to sound nonchalant, even though I can sense how excited she is.

“I’ll text you when I get home so you have my number,” I say, smiling. She almost jumps for joy, but quickly covers it up with a stumble.

“Cool.” She nods her head.

“Bye, Phoenix.” I chuckle, as she smiles waving her goodbyes.

I climb over the fence and when I’m out of sight my hearing picks up on the sound of Phoenix’s footsteps; she’s dancing enthusiastically behind the wall.

“I made a wolf-friend, I just made a wolf-friend,” she says softly in a sing song melody. I can’t help but laugh out loud. All movements stop and she’s silent from the other side of the wall.

“Phoenix?” I call out, it’s a few seconds before she responds.

“Yeah?” She replies quietly.

“Goodnight.” I walk away with a smile on my face, the sound of her excited footsteps and sing song melody continuing in the distance

That is one weird little witch.





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Walking out of the woods and into the clearing of the pack house, I find Talon and Tyler sitting on the steps of the front porch. I keep my walk firm and pull out my phone sending Phoenix a text and trying to look busy whilst ignoring the twins. I attempt to walk right between them up the steps, but Tyler grabs my left ankle. I take another step forward with my right leg and Talon wraps his big hand around that one.

“Get your hands off me,” I grind out.

Tingles move through my body every time they touch me. Whether it’s to hurt or caress me, my body is a slave to them. Their touch makes me want to melt into their arms, but I can’t have that. Not now.

“Where did you disappear to?” I freeze at the sound of Tyler’s question. Surely they can smell the witches on me. I look down at him, right in his eye and use all the power I can to order him.

“Get. Your. Hands. Off. Me!” I repeat. Tyler’s eyes widen, then he frowns and slowly removes his hands. Talon does the same.

They both stand up and their height seems to crowd me in. I move to walk away, but Tyler grabs my elbow ever so gently.

“Angel?” I pull my arm from his loose grip.

“I’m getting really tired of the way you two keep manhandling me.” I watch as he swallows and shame covers his face.

“Angel?” I turn to find Nixon standing in the door way.

I give him a smile and say excitedly, “We need to talk.” I grab his hand and pull him towards my father’s office knowing it’s soundproof.





“Where have you been?” he says after I close the door behind him.

“I went to see Noelle…” I cover his mouth with my hand. “…before you interrupt and get angry, I want you to know that no one hurt me and she answered so many questions.” I can’t stop grinning as I explain to him excitedly what happened and what she said.

I reluctantly remove my hands waiting for him to release his wrath on me, but he doesn’t, instead he nods. He sits on of the chair and looks back at me as he runs his hands through his hair.

“So you’re a witch?” He asks, in a low tone. My joyful mood dies at his tone. Nixon really doesn’t like witches at all.

I move to sit next to him. “I’m half-witch, half-wolf. It’s not like I’m going to leave you and go join their coven or anything.” He frowns at this.

“Nixon? What’s wrong? This doesn’t change anything. I’m still the same person I was before I left here tonight.” I put my hand on his arm and he looks at me.

He continues to look at me for a few minutes before he nods his head.

“I’m being stupid. If anything, that magic saved me…saved us when those rogues attacked us back in Point Bright. You’re still my Angel.” A slow smile forms on his face and he brings me in for a hug.

A let out a deep breath, thanking the Fates that I didn’t just lose my best friend.





On my way back up to my room my message tone on my cell goes off.

Phoenix at 12:34am: I hope you don’t mind that I put a cloaking spell on you to mask our scents. If my timing is right it should be wearing off in about ten minutes…