“What you know you want to go, besides I’m tired of you calling me at school talking about how you miss him and he’s really not a bad guy. If you really feel that way go talk things over.” When did he grow up? Sighing, I see that my mom and brother are right. The whole time I was here I only talked about how much I missed Channing and how I wanted to go home and talk things over with him.
Yeah, I get that everything he did was completely and utterly fucked up but… I don’t know, if I had found this out before maybe I’d be more creeped out than I am. Right now, I just feel relief being back in his arms and giddy to tell him the news about the baby. I want my life back and I want to talk things over and figure out if this relationship is salvageable to me or not. Yeah, he’s a little obsessive and crazy but he’s never directly harmed me.
“Get up Channing. We need to talk, and I don’t want to do it here.” As Channing got to his feet, Anthony went back over to the door opening it holding his hand out. I can’t stand him. Grabbing Channing’s hand, I stomp out of the house with him. The first thing I see is the whole nosy ass neighborhood is outside looking.
The second thing is I see why my brother thought Channing was the feds. He had five huge black SUV’s with security out here. Shuffling my feet I walk up to the car as the valet driver holds the door open but before I get in he scoops me up kissing me so hard and deep I feel that if I wasn’t pregnant right now I would have gotten knocked up just from the kiss.
“I missed you Babylove.” Kissing him back I moan into it but still feel anger, so I don’t admit it I miss him too, instead I look into his eyes trying to show I’m still mad.”
“Fuck you.” He chuckled at that and smacks my ass hard.
“Oh, I plan on it.” My body betrays me by flooding with arousal, and his nostrils flare. I blink twice because I see his eye’s change to a goldish color.
“Channing-”
“Shhhhh, Angel we’ll talk later.” Setting me down, he helps me inside buckling me in. When I’m secure he slams the door with so much force the black suburban rocks violently. Without him we drive off and I look back panicked to see him talking to my mom.
The man in the front seat reaches back handing me a phone. Skeptical I wait to look at it. After a few seconds I take it placing it to my ear.
“Don’t you dare try to run away, but just in case you by some small chance you do get away, know that I’m the big bad wolf and I’ll hunt you down to the ends of the earth.” Swallowing, I hang up and hand the phone back to the man. I’m done running Channing. We are going to settle this once and for all. Not only for us but for our baby’s sake as well. I wipe the tears from my eyes, because I’m done crying. If he’s the big bad wolf, I’ll just be a brick house. It’s time for Channing to understand I’ll never crumble.
Present
Channing
My heart is beating so fast I feel like I was going into cardiac arrest. I finally have her. With everything now settled with the press and with the hotel backing down from suing for damages thanks to some help from the Irish Don, I was able to get away with a slap on the wrist and speed up the process of getting to my woman with little to no damage to my company’s name.
Zane and Teagan also helped me recover my sanity behind the scenes. During the first week of her being gone I almost went mad. Landen had come over and administered an experimental drug that supposedly my cousins and a woman by the name of Dawn had created. It was developed solely for Unchangings that go mad. It helped calm me down and think rationally, though I experience few side effects. That didn’t matter because I wasn’t running crazy through the streets like a mad man looking for a frightened Angel.
They said I was the first person they had to use it on, but they were impressed with the results and though they were not happy based on the circumstances they had to use the drug, they were happy they could test it out because it would save a lot of lives in the future. I was happy to help and continue to take the medicine, side effects be damned. I didn’t mind having more of my wolfish aspects come though if it meant I could keep my sanity.
Even though it helped, and the side effects didn’t seem like such a big deal before, as I sit here trying to hold a conversation with my mother-in-law it’s hard to focus with my wolf that was once simply a voice in my head, now being a full presence, wanting to go to our mate and check on her. I’ve grown stronger, my senses keener and my body bigger. It’s strange trying to adapt and be normal when my body feels otherworldly.
“Angel never told me she was married. Considering how close we are and how shocked she looked when she saw the papers, I’d say you were up to no good.” I see where my Angel gets her lack of small talk from.
“Then why’d you let her leave with me?” She sat back on the couch and the plastic made an unfortunate noise making me wanted to laugh, but since I was already in deep shit I refrained.
“If you really want to know why, it’s because I’m not scared of you Mr. Stohurst.” I like her.
“Please, call me Channing, we’re family after all.” She looked at me and nodded.
“Okay, Channing let me explain something to you that you might not be privy too. My family has dealt with powerful men before like you before. Men who feel they can take what they want without consequences.” She sat up squinting at me, and I had to sit back. I don’t know if it’s because my wolf is hypersensitive or what, but I could feel she was no one to be messed with.
“But see here, what Angel doesn’t know is I was raised in New Orleans and my mama was the towns Voodoo queen. I know more than a few things that will scare a pup like you for life. I was also blessed with the gift of sight. The only reason Angel left from this house was because I could see in you meant her no harm.”
“I mean her no harm. I love her with everything in me, but if you don’t mind me asking, what do you mean powerful men who felt they can take things without consequences? What’s the gift of sight and why doesn’t Angel know about any of this?”
“When I was younger, my sister was almost raped by as white male. During those times people could give two damns about a black girl getting raped. He got away with a slap on the wrist and on a technicality because he didn’t follow through with penetration. My sister was scarred for life. She ended up committing suicide. My mama and I grieved and of course we couldn’t allow that to slide, so we handled it ourselves.”
“You killed him?” She chuckled shaking her head.
“No, she cursed him and his whole family line. Starting from him, every other first-born male in his family will be cursed. Which brings me to your second question. Sight is when we can see aura’s spits and such. Angel doesn’t know about it because it skipped her and went to Anthony. He’s the first male in our family to have it. I think it was a bounce back to use cursing that young man. Anyways, what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. I liked that wasn’t in the mix of the other side, but I have a feeling that won’t be the case for much longer.”
“What do you mean by that?” She only stood, which made me get up and led me over to the door.
“I’m satisfied with this conversation. I’ll give my blessings but if I find you hurt my daughter in any way, you’re going to wish you’d never met me.” Clearing my throat, I walk outside.