Page 21 of Healing His Darkness
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ROOSTER
Waking up next to George is both heaven and hell. Heaven because just being near her, holding her is like a balm to my soul; hell, because my animal and I both want to claim her. Today I’ll free her of Rodney and his pack. I know she’ll always be looking over her shoulder if I don’t end him now. Okay so I also might just want the asshole annihilated for touching what’s mine. Doesn’t matter if I didn’t know she was mine, she was still mine and he touched her.
Kissing George on her shoulder I get out of bed as quietly as possible. When she sighs in her sleep with my name on her lips, my resolve almost slips. I’m tempted to crawl back in bed with her and make her scream my name as I claim her. Is it bad that I’m going to enjoy gutting that sonofabitch? Probably, but I’ve run out of fucks to give where he comes into play.
Walking down the stairs, I hear hushed male and female voices coming from the kitchen. When I get to the bottom of the stairs, I see where they’re all coming from. Seeing my crew sitting around the table chatting with Clay and my dad feels like a family reunion. Which is both disturbing and amazing all at the same time.
“I’ll be damned, look what the cat dragged in!” Wraith yells from across the room before setting Angel down off his lap and making his way over to me. His arms engulfing me in a bear hug and back slap to end all bear hugs and back slaps. Like he hasn’t seen me in years instead of a few days.
“Quiet, George is still sleeping.” I whisper, returning his bear hug and back slap. Angel hugs me a little softer, followed by Stonewall, and the rest of the crew.
“Sorry we’re here so early. That one.” Stonewall points to Wraith who’s smiling like he’s won the damn lottery.
“Wanted to be here as soon as possible.”Stonewall rolls his eyes, letting out a huff of laughter.
“Good that means we can get this shit show over with sooner rather than later.” Wraith is still smiling like a psychopath. I know he likes to fight, but this is a bit over the top even for him. Looking over at Angel who’s cuddled up in Wraiths lap again, her eyes riveted on his face. I’m about to ask what the hell is up, because there is definitely something up with those two when Wraith blurts out.
“We’re pregnant!” Angel smacks him and crosses her arms.
“Sorry love, but I couldn’t keep it in anymore. It was burning a hole in my mouth; you know like money burns a hole in your pocket.”Wraith smiles while pulling her in for a kiss.
“You knew I wanted to wait to tell everyone. We were here to celebrate Rooster finding his mate, not us.” Angel huffs, and if looks could kill my buddy would be a corpse right about now.
“Sorry Rooster, I told him to wait until after we took care of the issue ahead.” She looks angry at Wraith and sad at the same time. Pretty sure she wanted to make the big announcement herself and Wraith will have some sucking up to do to make it up to her.
“Holy shit, a baby Angel and Wraith combined. We may need to move out of the state of Texas now before that hellion is born.” I smile as everyone around the table laughs including Angel. Wraith gives me a nod of thanks for helping him out. It’s not like it’s not true though because any kid of those two will be full of piss and vinegar.
“Did I hear something about someone being pregnant?” I hear George’s soft voice as she makes her way down the stairs followed by the unmated males at the table whistling.
“Oh shit!” George stands at the bottom of the stairs in nothing but her spaghetti strap top that hugs her bare tits and her tiny booty shorts that cling to all her curves looking like a deer in the headlights.
I’m in front of her in seconds shielding her with my body from all the hungry looks from the unmated males. A growl is growing the longer they try to get a look at her. Grabbing her I haul her ass back up the stairs before I attack my own crew for looking at her.
“Ohmigod I’m so embarrassed. That’s your club right, your crew, they just saw me in all my morning glory. My hair is a mess, I’m dressed for bed, and I must look like something the cat dragged in. They’re going to hate me.” She has no idea how sexy she looks in her pajamas, which is both cute and aggravating.
“Baby listen to me they’ll love you, they already love you because you’re my mate and you make me happy. You’re already a part of their family. But could we please not show the family all of this?” I motion to her body and she giggles swatting my arm.
“Please, I look like death warmed over first thing in the morning.” God, I love this woman, but she has no clue how beautiful she is.
“I’m asking to save someone's life, because if they see you again like this, I might rip their heads off and shit down the hole it leaves. I’ve gotten kind of possessive of you and all of this.” I motion to her body again. She must see how serious I am because she nods her acquiesce and I release a sigh of relief.
“Fine.” She says cheerfully before she steps out of my arms making her way to the bathroom. Every man knows “fine” is never fine, and by the mischievous look in her eyes, I’d say I might be in some trouble.
“You go apologize for me while I get a shower and get dressed.”She says, giving me a quick kiss.
She waves as she closes the door and I feel like there’s a shift in power about to happen. My cat is even laughing inside, because he knows I fucked up. My little spitfire is about to teach me a lesson, and she has every right to. I sounded like a controlling ass, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t right. What’s mine should stay mine, and I’ll be damned if other males are going to look at what’s mine.
“Now he knows how it feels.” I hear Wraith as I come down the stairs laughing followed by an “ouch” and Angel laughing.
“I know how what feels now, oh fearless leader?” I wink at Angel who smiles and Wraith growls.
“Oh, I see you mean that possessiveness that comes with having a mate. Yeah, I got that in spades. Which reminds me, any of you assholes make her feel self-conscious about what happened and I’ll rip your heads off. Be nice to her, because she’s staying.” Everyone in the room busted out laughing followed by lots of jokes thrown around about how whipped I was. These same comments were coming out of my mouth mere days ago; it’s amazing how quickly one tiny sexy woman can change everything.
“Dude, I don’t think that’s going to be a problem.” Stonewall points toward the stairs and I swear my heart stops. I barely register the whistles and hoots from the unmated males; my entire being is centered on my mate.
She’s dressed in a sinful red dress that hugs her curves like a second skin, before it flares out at the bottom. Her lips are painted the same shade of red and her feet are covered in black fuck-me heels. I’m having fantasies right now about how good those will feel against my back as I pound into her. The victorious smile she gives me tells me this is my punishment for trying to control her, but right now it doesn’t feel like punishment. Right now, it doesn’t feel like there is anyone else in the room with us.
