《His Midnight Angel》Chapter 21
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(Alexandra's POV)
We returned to the pack house, to see Alexis's dad waiting for us. He looked almost relieved. Standing next to him was another man, he had dark skin, his eyes were a chocolaty swirl. He was well built. The man rushed toward Alexis and wrapped her in his big arms.
Alexis who was leaning on Tom, seemed to vanish in his arms. I saw Tom's hand brush the mans arm. He looked up suddenly and his eyes met Tom's.
"Mate!" His deep voice growled out. Tom looked scared.
"Damon!" The alpha yelled suddenly. "Your crushing your sister!" Damon suddenly realizing that he was in fact crushing Alexis let her go. He stepped toward Tom who was trembling.
"Hey gorgeous!" He said as he winked at Tom.
Tom made some sort of incoherent mumble, and blushed. Damon went to grab tom, but I saw how uncomfortable he was, so I stepped in between him.
"That's enough." I said.
"Excuse me?" He seemed outraged.
"He's clearly uncomfortable with this. Please step back." I stated clearly. The others all stood around watching silently.
"He's my mate."
"Tell me. How long have you known you were Gay?" I said suddenly.
"My entire life. That's why this dick nugget won't let me be alpha." He said in disgust as he gave a withering look to his father.
"And you Tom?" I said without looking at him.
"I-I didn't..." Tom trailed off.
"This is clearly making him uncomfortable Alpha Damon."
"He's not Alpha." The alpha stepped in.
"It's his birthright. He is destined to be the next alpha."
"I will not have some- some faggot be in charge of this pack. " I was in his face so fast he didn't see me coming.
"Don't you ever call your son that again. He is your blood. Homophobes are disgusting. As well as a disgrace. What gives you the right to judge if they love each other?! Love is love, and to werewolves love is everything. I will demote you if you do not get you fucking shit together. Do you understand?" My wings had unfolded out of my back and my voice had taken on a sort of deep authoritative tone. I was holding him up by his neck, and he was trembling and struggling for breath.
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"Y-yes" I let him drop to the floor. "And you." I said to Damon. "Do not question me again. Tom has not had much love in his life. We grew up together. We were beaten and bruised all because we were different. If I find out you laid a hand against him. I will rip your throat out. Cut your dick off and staple it to your forehead. Understand?"
" Under-understand." He stuttered.
I now turned toward Tom. Who looked at me with a mixture of shock and appreciation.
"Tom. You've found your mate. You have a chance to be happy. And free. I can leave you here with your mate. Or you could come with us, I'm giving you a choice."
Tom remained silent. He stared down at his feet. His head suddenly jerked up. He looked at me and then at Damon. I watched as he turned on his feet and bolt toward the forest, he shifted into a chocolaty brown wolf and ran like his life depended on it. Damon went to go after him but I stopped him.
"Give him time." I walked over to Alexis. I helped her up onto her feet.
"Come now." I said gently. "Let's get you inside." We walked slowly to the pack Doctor.
"Doctor." I said. "I need a vial."
He did as asked without question. He handed me the vial, and I put it in my pocket.
"How is she?" I asked worriedly.
"She has some cuts and bruises, and a concussion, but she's resting. She won't be able to sleep for a while but she should make a speedy recovery." He said shortly.
"Thank you"
I stepped out side the room to see the alpha and the others standing there. Daniel had his arms wrapped around Margo. Ashley was sitting off quietly to the side, Josh was holding Jessie's hand. Michael looked awkward but he said nothing. And Jack was talking with the Alpha in hushed tones.
"Alpha." I said, making everyone look up at me. "We will need to spend the night."
"Oh of course." He called for another wolf. "Mariska, take them to the guest house." We all followed silently after her. She was a girl no older than 10, her long blonde hair up in a little ponytail. When we got to the rooms I automatically retreated into mine. I had no desire to talk to anyone. What was happening to me? Who was I? I thought about Troy. And Adelphi. And Artemis. My sisters. My entire existence was an illusion! And this warrior? Who was he? Where was he? Did he remember me?
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A knock sounded through the room. I got up and went to answer it. I stared at Tom, he seemed like he was glowing almost...
"Tom?" He looked down at the floor.
"Alex... I want to stay..." he said in a small voice.
"You mated didn't you?" It wasn't really a question. I knew what the answer was.
A blush rose on Tom's dark cheeks, I laughed silently at him. Despite all this it felt could to laugh.
"P-please don't be mad."
"Tom. I'm not mad. You found your mate. I'm so happy for you!" I said gently. Because it was true. Tom and I were all each other had. Then I ran away. Leaving him with them.
"He's a good guy. He just needs help showing it." Tom said.
"Are you sure?" I hesitated.
"Yes I'm sure. I think you guys should go, leave me here. I won't leave him..." Tom trailed off.
I only nodded. I watched as he walked away... down the hallway and out the door. I couldn't help but feel lonely. I shook my head trying to clear it.
The next day I pulled Damon aside.
"If I find out you have hurt him in anyway, shape, or form, I will chop your dick off and staple it to your forehead... do you understand me?" I said threatened him.
He stuttered out a yes.
"Good glad we understand each other." I said as I walked away. After saying goodbye to Tom and making sure that Alexis was well recovered we left. We headed back to Vermont. Jack sat next to me but didn't say a word. I could tell he wanted to say something, but I didn't feel like talking. Everything was a blur really. When we got back I went straight back to the guest house. I called the men from that day... that day that felt so long ago.
"Hello?" A thick Russian accent answered.
"Hi... Ivan?" I said hesitantly.
"Yes. Vho is this?" The man replied.
"Alexandra."
"Ah! Alexandra! Do you have vhat we bargained for?"
"Yes." I said evenly.
"Goot goot."
"When do you want to meet to make the trade?"
'Vell I am in town now... so how about ve meet at a little dinner just down town. The café? Say 1:30?" He said.
I looked down at my watch. It was 12:45 now.
"Alright." And I hung up. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My long hair was in a ponytail. I was wearing a black and white flannel which was open to reveal a black tank top. With black skinny jeans and converse. I thought I looked alright so I headed out.
When I got there I saw Ivan and his lackeys sitting at a table.
"Alexandra!" He said in his thick accent. "I trust all is vell?"
"Considering you just had me kill a 14 year old..."I said lying.
"Vell these things do happen."
"Whatever. give me what I want."I said putting the vial on the table. Ivan put the other vial on the table, I went to grab it but he stopped me.
"Alexandra, you might not like what you see... just saying." he said with a smirk as he grabbed the vial of Lexi's blood.
I went back to the guest house. Training was coming to an end. Soon we would be leaving. I wanted to leave, Otto was being a dick. Josh and Jessie wouldn't stop making lovey Dovey eyes at each other. Jack followed me around a lot, I'm glad he's trying... I really am, I just don't want to get hurt again.
I sat in my room debating on what I should do. I stared down at the vial... taking a deep breath.
"Fuck it." I said. And I took a swig...
The world melted away and I fell into unconsciousness.
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