Angel Blackwood (2 page)

“Kate, It’s
not…
shit… I mean…” He runs
his hand through his shiny black hair stuttering, “I’m sorry, it’s
not what it looks like, it… it doesn’t mean anything.”

And
… there goes my
heart once again
.

I don’t know if
it’s due to us being mates
,
but I sense the lie as he speaks it. I know he’s lying… I can feel
it, nevertheless it still hurts a heck load hearing those words
come out of his mouth.

“It looked like it meant more
than that from where I was standing.” She wipes away her tears and
crosses her arms.

“No Honey… please don’t
cry.” He turns fully in her direction as he continues, “It was a
mistake, it should never have happened,” Tyler says, oblivious to
the fact that he’s breaking me with every word as he comforts this
beautiful woman.

Kate looks
around Tyler,
her eyes
widening when she sees me. Her tear stained face looks up at Tyler
and then she takes a step away from him. He matches her step and
when the woman makes a run for it, Tyler doesn’t spare me a second
glance as he follows her; calling out her name.

I’m left
standing
against the door, my
emotions all over the place, everything still completely magnified.
I don’t understand how he can fight the pull that is between us;
I’m trying my hardest right now not to run after him.

I know I should
be angry and upset. Tyler left me standing here to run after his
girlfriend, but… my selfless side can’t help but sympathize with
the woman; fact is, I was in her position about two hours ago.
However, unlike Tyler, Drake never gave me a fighting chance when
he found
his
mate.

I’m overwhelmed by
everything that’s happening. I can hear my beating heart in my
eardrums as I sag against the closed door attempting to slow down
my breathing. I hear people in the house and in the backyard, but
I’m too emotionally spent right now to try and find the words to
explain to my parents the events of this evening. Even though it
doesn’t hurt as much to think about what happened with Jax now that
I’ve found Tyler, I still can’t seem to find the courage to say the
words out loud. How do I tell them that I was rejected?

I need space
to breath…I’m not running, I just need to get away from the
crowd
.

R
unning for the stairs
I head to my bedroom, slamming the door closed and letting out a
deep breath as I rest my forehead against it. I immediately sense
that I’m not alone, quickly turning around into the darkness. The
scent is strong, powerful and it’s not Tyler’s.

I’m suddenly pushed back
against the door. It’s hard enough to knock the air out of me and
let out a squeal, but it’s not nearly enough to hurt. I feel strong
hands reach down my thighs, gasping as I’m lifted up and pushed
against the door once again; my legs immediately wrapping around
the large body to keep me from falling.

His scent is so manly,
I’m positive that this is where the spicy tinge I smelt earlier
came from. I rest my arms over broad shoulders, feeling the muscles
underneath my palms as we face each other in the darkness. His warm
hands on my upper thighs move as he starts running them up the
dress that I’m currently wearing and towards my ass, leaving little
goose bumps along the trail.

I know the man in front
of me can see clearly in this dark room due to his wolf senses, but
my eyes are still attempting to adjust to the darkness. I want to
see him clearly, want to see every inch of him just so I know that
this is real and not just a dream.

We’re both
quiet except for his heavy breathing alongside
my own, so very clear in the silence of the room.
I feel his heart beating just as fast as mine and I sense the
happiness radiating from him as much as I feel it glowing within
me.

I’m just about to open my
mouth and tell him to say something when his mouth crashes down on
mine possessively. His lips are hard and wild as he forces his
tongue into my mouth. Opening up, I let him in as he pushes against
me, so hard that I can feel his need straining against his jeans. I
can’t get enough of him and I whimper into his mouth as he pushes
harder against me. I run my hands into his long hair and tug him
closer to me as if it were even possible. He moans into my mouth
then suddenly he’s pulling his lips away from mine but still
holding me tightly against him as he starts walking. He doesn’t
bump into anything and walks full of purpose. I barely see him in
the darkness until he reaches for the curtains letting in the light
of the moon so that I’m able to see him better.

I can’t help but grin
like a fool as I drop my legs gently to the floor. His arms now
wrapped around my waist, I look up to his gorgeous face.

“So beautiful…
and
all mine,” he says softly,
as if reading my own thoughts. He runs his thumb over my bottom lip
so soft and gentle. Pushing the hair that lies on my shoulder away,
he bends and kisses me tenderly down my neck and bare
shoulder.

“Talon,
” I say
breathlessly.
Does this mean
he accepts me and wants me as a mate? I have two mates? Is that
even possible? If Tyler rejects me does that mean Talon rejects me
by default?

His kisses on
my collarbone cause my worries to drift away.
I pull away a little causing him to lift his head
up, pinning me with a worried look.

His messy hair
has grown longe
r over these
past few months, his black untidy hair now passing his collar bone;
he even has a messy side parting going on, but he still looks so
handsome. I twirl my finger around a piece that falls into his
face, I can feel him staring at me now. I look back into his eyes
when a smile forms on his lips, tucking the strand back behind his
ear I give him a very soft kiss on the tip of his nose. Closing his
eyes, I feel his body tremble against mine as more pieces of hair
fall back into his face.

As much as I adore Tyler
with all his perfection, I love Talon and the
I-don’t-give-a-shit-what-I-look- like attitude he has going
on.

I stand on the tips of my
toes and move the strands of hair away from his face again as I
lean in and whisper against his lips. “All mine…”

He grabs the back of my
head and pushes my lips against his; hard, forcefully and oh so
Talon like. He’s breathing harshly and the only thing that matters
right now is us...

Bang.Bang.Bang!

“Talon! Are you
in t
here? I’ve been looking
for you. Baby please,” a whiny voice yells from behind my bedroom
door.

I tense under
Talon’s touch. He releases me and steps away. Our connection breaks
and everything comes back to me. The loud music from downstairs,
the bass of the speakers vibrating through the floor boards beneath
my feet and the fact that someone-who I’m guessing is Talon’s
girlfriend-has been looking for
my
mate whilst I’ve
had my tongue stuck down his throat.

Talon looks
back at me and just like his brother did, runs his hands through
his hair. His entire attitude turns irate, his shoulders tense and
he stands up straight; it’s as if he’s angry with
me
. He walks anxiously back and forth between the door and
where I stand.

“Fuck!
W
hat have I done?” He lets out
a deep breath whilst talking out loud.

He turns to
face me as he says,
“I’m sorry
Angel but that shouldn’t have happened. Fuck!” He walks towards the
door that links the bathroom and the twin’s room then stops with
his hand on the door knob.

“I have to go. I know
we’re mates but I’m dating Lucy. She’s been here for me when
you…well, when you were wherever the fuck you were. She’s a great
girl and I can’t just dump her now that you’ve decided to come back
and face the real world. You have led Tyler and I along for how
long now? The least you can do is give us some time. We need to
find a way to deal with this,” he says, gesturing to me with the
wave of a hand.

To deal with
this?

He wipes his face with both
palms then lets out a deep breath.

I stand there
frozen with a
trembling hand
covering my mouth, trying not to cry out. I’m waiting for him to
say the words and make the rejection final… but he
doesn’t.

I look up to see him
watching me with a sad look on his face, I can’t help but beg for a
chance.

“Talon, please… don’t do
this. I know so much has happened between us, but things have
changed. Remember how it used to be? You love me remember?” I
whisper the last part. I know I’m begging, I couldn’t look anymore
pathetic than I do right now, but I have to try. I don’t think my
heart could survive anymore rejection tonight.

I take a step towards him
and gently touch his chest. When Lucy bangs on the door again Talon
flinches then pushes my hand away from him harshly.

“No
Lexi
. You may be a cheater, but I sure as fuck am not.” He
looks me up and down full of disgust, forcing me to cower away from
him. I notice he called me Lexi not Angel, that hurt more than any
of the harsh words he put together.

He turns and walks out
the door without a second look in my direction. I flinch when he
forcefully slams it shut, making my windows rattle.

I stand frozen,
my heart is hurting, I’m
exhausted and broken. I walk towards my little balcony and
open the glass doors. I close my eyes, letting the fresh cold air
dry up my tears. The music is still blaring and I can hear people
laughing and having a great time downstairs. Everyone is at the
back of the house so luckily no one is in the garden below my
bedroom.

I know how much I’ve put
the twins through since my arrival. I guess this is my karma for
all the shit I’ve done and the people I’ve hurt. But I’m so angry
with the way both of them have just abandoned me. It overshadows my
understanding of the reasons they have for their behaviour towards
me.

The more I think about
it, the angrier I become because I told myself I would never allow
anyone to treat me this way again. The familiar tingly feeling
behind my eyes begins, I know this could only carry trouble if I
lose control of myself in my father’s pack house.

Running to my closet I
grab a pair of track pants and a comfortable shirt, covering that
with an oversized hoody. As I’m putting on my shoes I hear people
talking in the hallway outside my door. I’m not ready to speak to
my parents and I don’t want to explain the events of the evening
either. I don’t want to see their disappointment in me; I’ll save
that for later.

I run to the balcony and
look from side to side trying to find a way down. I blink away the
prickly feeling in my eyes, they are now full on burning. The wind
has started to pick up, whipping my hair back and forth. No matter
how hard I try to calm myself down, I just can’t.

My heart is beating way
to fast.

Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
Thump-thump.

All I want to do is run.

There’s a ledge to the
side and a tree about two feet away. I estimate that if I can get
over to ledge on the left I’ll be able to jump on one of the thick
branches.

Just then my foot slips
on the railing and I stumble but manage to catch my balance. I hold
on to the gutter with all my might, my heart rate speeds up, as
does the force of the wind. I slide my feet to exactly where I want
them, making sure not to look down, even though I can see how high
up I am in my peripheral vision.

I manage to turn my body
around so that my back is leaning against the cold wall and I’m
facing the tree. My judgement is seriously off because that tree is
definitely not two feet away. It’s a big leap but it’s too late
now, I just have to make this jump and hope for the
best.

I bend as much as I
possibly can and jump. I just make the tree, but the thick branch
knocks me in my chest as I collide with it and I’m left holding on
for dear life. I look down and realise that I’m not too far from
the ground - I don’t think I will break anything if I land the
right way.

I slowly loosen my grip on the
branch and gravity takes hold as I fall to the ground with a
thud.

Of course I don’t land
gracefully. I land flat on my back, winding myself in the process
and curling on the ground wheezing for air. Finally after a few
moments I manage to catch my breath and am able to get back onto my
feet. I head toward the little pathway across the car park - the
pathway leading to the forest.

Walking through the cars, I
hear movement and voices to my left. I duck behind one of the cars
and peep through the glass window.

A girl giggles and I
watch as hands wrap around her waist as she leans against someone
who is leaning against a dark blue car.

“So it doesn’t
mean we’re over
,
baby?”

The familiar girls voice
sends chills down my spine.

When Talon’s face comes
into view, a low growl leaves my lips. I cover my hand over my
mouth.