I scream as he narrows his eyes, showing me his canines.
I lurch backwards, making a move to open the door behind Talon. I hear glass breaking behind me and then feel the cold wind hit my bare legs as the door is opened.
I reach for the other door handle and yank at it, but a pair of warm hands grab my calves and pull. I cry out and force myself to turn over and kick as hard as I can. I hear the sound of air leaving Tyler’s lungs followed by a loud roar. Talon then reaches for me as I’m just about to make it out of the door, but I quickly yank my arm away. He manages to latch onto the jacket I’m wearing, so I wiggle my way free of it. The sharp gravel on the ground digs into my bare feet but I can’t stop running.
I think the term, the straw that broke the camel’s back fits my current situation. This particular secret that I’ve held onto is their last straw, they’ve completely lost it and now they’re going to kill me.
Funny how a few hours ago I was running for my life from a crazy werewolf who could have so easily killed me, yet he let me go. Now I’ll most likely end up being killed by my own mates.
Maybe this is karma for all the lies I’ve told and all the secrets I’ve kept; Karma sure has got a funny way of biting you in the ass.
I look back just in time to see Tyler racing in my direction; Talon is still trying to get out of the car.
“Angel! Goddammit! Get back here!” Tyler yells, but I run harder. The black shirt of Drake’s is clinging to my body and the heavy rain prevents me from seeing clearly. Looking back, I trip over my own two feet, crying out as my knees hit the gravel. I try lifting my body up but my legs are weak. I try twice more but I can’t do it. My body is quitting on me even though my mind is not ready to give up; it has me crying out in sheer frustration. I look down at my bloodied knees and sob harder before trying one last time to get up.
I can’t, my body is beat.
I cover my face and cower away when Talon’s feet come into view.
“Please don’t hurt me… Please.” I start bawling, slithering away from him on the gravel ground not caring that I’m ripping my skin up even more.
I continue to beg, refusing to look at him. My hands are shaking as they cover my face from the harm I am expecting. I hide my tears from him as I curl into a ball, my body shaking as I cry.
Warm hands around my forearms have me flinching. They slowly curl tighter and force my hands away from my face. I look through teary eyes at Tyler’s pale face, making those blue eyes of his shine so bright.
“I’m not gonna hurt you, baby,” he says so delicately.
He gently pulls me against him, but I’m still frozen with fear.
He places his face into the crook of my neck and whispers into my ear, “Hold me… Please, wrap your arms around me, baby.”
When I don’t move he lets out another painful sounding, “Please, Angel.”
I slowly wrap my arms around his torso. When I realize he isn’t going to harm me, I squeeze him tighter.
“Shh… Shh…,” he coos, placing one of his hands at the back of my head and running his fingers through my hair.
Talon stands behind me, shielding me from the cold wind that the rain has brought with it. His warm hand gently rubs my back as my cries die down.
“We didn’t mean to scare you, Angel,” Talon says.
Tyler’s hand finds my chin, forcing me to look at him in his eyes. He wipes away the tears that have combined with the drops of rain.
“I was angry, but I’d never hurt you, sweetheart… Never,” he says, looking me dead in the eye.
“That’s what I was afraid of…” When his eyebrows scrunch up I try explaining further without spluttering.
“I was afraid that your wolf had taken over, that you didn’t have control.” My explanation seems to do the trick because the wrinkle between his eyebrows disappears and understanding forms on his face.
“I am always in control, Angel. No matter how angry I am… I am and always will be in control of my wolf. I know how strong I am and I know that you will never have to worry about me losing control when it comes to my wolf,” he says firmly. I believe him.
The rain begins to die down, we’re all soaked and even though the twins body feels warm, I’m freezing cold.
I turn to look at Talon as his sad face appears to my side.
He brushes his thumb across my cheek and I close my eyes, relishing in the affection coming from him in this moment.
“Let’s get you home. You’re freezing, babe,” Talon says, pulling me from a reluctant Tyler and into his arms.
Talon keeps me warm on his lap in the backseat, surrounding me with the heat of his body as Tyler drives us home.