Page 20 of Fallen Wolf
“What? Oh god, what did you say?” Lexi looked worried; I was worried.Oh my god.
“Ah, you know, last night…” I gestured to the window that we were watching them all from. I felt fidgety and I started to twirl my hair around my finger. When her brows raised like she didn’t remember I mouthed “Saint” to her. And it took her two seconds to burst out laughing and nodded.
I groaned, “Oh my god,Lexi.You should have stopped me. Shit… did they all hear?” Did Noah hear me? I’d feel like shit if he’d heard me. When Lexi gave me a small smile I groaned and flopped onto the bed, I was so embarrassed. I held my heated cheeks in my hands and I felt the bed move as Lexi flopped beside me. She tugged my hands down and gave me a funny face. But I didn’t laugh, I couldn’t I was so stupid.
“It’s okay. I’m sure Saint already had a big ego before you said that.” She giggled at me and I shook my head and playfully slapped her arm. He probably did, but now I was going to try avoid speaking about anything and everyone around them. Oh god, Noah. He would have heard me when I said he was too young. He didn’t act like he had. Maybe he wasn’t a shifter.
We talked some more, then out of nowhere Lexi sat up straight and swore.
“What is it?” I looked over her, was she hurting?
“I think… I think maybe I’m an angel. But I don’t have wings.Huh?”
Yeah… huh? I looked behind her, and I didn’t see any wings, why would she think she was an angel?
“Yeah, you don’t have any wings.” I felt bad telling her that, maybe she was hoping she was an angel. She had this funny smile on her face as she shook her head lightly. I rolled my eyes and started laughing. Pretty sure I would have seen wings on her when she walked in the room.
There was a knock at the door. Oh god did they hear me be stupid and actually look for her angel wings. Or the lack of them.
“Come in, Mr. Donovani.” He came in and dang, Galen was looking hot. The way Lexi said his name was smooth, almost like…
“Oh god, are you two—” before I could finish Lexi’s hand covered my mouth. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t seen it. She’d kissed him. Last night, he held her in his arms and cradled her when she passed out.
“We’re just great friend is all.” Lexi started to say.
“Yes, friends… who like to eat cake.” Galen replied and I could hear in his tone it meant more than friends. Lexi coughed.
“Don’t you like drink blood though?” I was confused how he could eat cake, or was that like a real vampire thing, “Can you like actually eat cake?” I was so confused I wanted to know everything. I wasn’t given any answers.
Galen told her not to talk about the Angel thing, and asked us come down for lunch. An early lunch, which I was grateful for because I hadn’t had breakfast.
22
Saint
I could heareverything that was happening the in the Alpha’s house. And I was pissed. They had Galen compel Ada, so she wouldn’t talk about us. I knew she was chatty, but I wouldn’t wish for her to be compelled ever. She agreed to it, but then she was standing in a room full of supernatural creatures, she didn’t have any choice at all. It was bullshit. But I didn’t have a say in it, none of us did.
If she was were mine… no. She wouldn’t be mine. She wasn’t like the girls I was used too. She was shy at times, a nervous talker and unsure about herself… but god she was innocently beautiful. The type of elegant beauty that you didn’t see coming, until it’s right there in your face. She was sweet, small and petite. And her smile. She was the real deal. No faking with this girl.
But I was not built for a girl like that. She was the type you married. And I knew that, even when I tried to talk to her last night. I didn’t realize how much I actually wanted her, until she was rendered speechless, her cheeks flushed and I could smell her arousal. Maverick had told me to be nice. I was nice… I just wanted her to find someone else. I knew I wasn’t the guy for her, she deserved better than someone who was… Tainted.
My wolf wanted her though, her strawberry scent driving him wild. The image of her that I had running through my mind all week of her on her knees in front of me. Looking up at me though those dark lashes, her eyes watching me as she took my length into her warm mouth… fuck. She was innocent this girl and I’d reduced her to a fantasy that wasn’t real and was so wrong. I knew it was wrong and felt dirty every time I was in the shower.
Fuck. I growled and shook my fur. I was on look out. The Bardoul pack was here, after Galen accidently compelled Ranger. Which, I would have loved to see, but vampires can’t compel shifters. Like ever. So now everyone was on alert, I sure as fuck didn’t want to be near Galen right now. Noah and Elijah were nearby, I could sense them as I paced on the spot.
Callum— their brother— he was done.
What he did to Lexi, that was fucked up. Even for Callum. I was close friends with the guy, I grew up with him, we did everything together with the twins. I was there when he became packmate with Ranger, that was the closest bond you could have with another pack member. And he just took Lexi, tried to change her to shifter.
I remember that day, we were all so young. We were out in the woods messing around, shifting and chasing rabbits. And when we were cooking up some rabbit meat, Ranger and Callum told us. Maverick was happy, but I wasn’t sure if he wanted the same with me, but I knew I would have to tell him my secret if I did. And I wasn’t going to do that, I buried that deep inside.
My older brother had two packmates and a mate and was happy. But something held me back, I never said anything to Mav and he never asked me. It was like something there, like we always skirted around it.
I didn’t want to tell my best friend I didn’t want to be his packmate. I didn’t want to settle down and get married. Have shifter kids. No, I was too messed up for that. My older brother—Jai— had given my family the grand kid. Mated a girl, has two packmates, Benji and Scott. It was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders when little Keanu was born.
But the thing with packmates was you should choose them when you were older. It was drilled into us not to shift for the first time and get a packmate. Once you made the bond to become pack, that was it. You could break it but it was like the ultimate pain, like breaking someone’s heart.
I knew Ranger was growing tired of him, I had seen that more in the last six months really. Callum was becoming more aggressive, snapping at little things. Even his dads had a hard time controlling him. But I’d heard Ranger, we all did, when he told him he was breaking the bond… for Lexi. She wouldn’t accept him as he was. The old Callum yes, but this new Callum was never going to be chosen.
