Mates With An Angel

Chapter 7

“Alright well the reason Bianca shifted is technically because of Dylan. It’s because Bianca has fallen in love with Dylan. This sudden change in her life and her emotions has interacted with her wolf.”

My jaw dropped at this; how did she know so much. She was like a super genius when it came to anything werewolf related. I mean, I'm an alpha and even I don’t know as much as her.

I forgot that Cheyne and I marked each other and that she could read my mind. She turned around and stared into my eyes.

‘I’ll explain later’ she said through the mate mind link.

We both look back at Dylan and Bianca and see them staring at each other with so much awe, I imagine that’s what Cheyne and I look like; well at least I hope that’s what we look like. Why am I even thinking about this, I can't be getting regrets about my mate?

I need to clear my head of all of this nonsense. I walk away but before I can leave Cheyne grabs my arm. I look at her but I keep getting these images of her in my head of her leaving me so I rip my arm out of her grasp and run off shifting into my wolf mid sprint.

I just ran until it looked like my wolf went swimming, I shifted back and grabbed a pair of shorts from a tree. I then went to the training room and started hitting whatever I could. Eventually I had let off enough steam to go back into humanity and socialise, but before I could do that I had to take a shower.

I walked up the stairs and into my room only to hear water running in the bathroom. Great, I can't even shower in my own bathroom. I walked down the hall and to the spare bathroom. I jumped in the shower and let the water run all down my body washing away all of the sweat and all of my doubts with it.

I cleaned myself, hopped out, wrapped a towel around me and walked back to my room. As I walked in Cheyne was walking out of the bathroom pulling down the sleeves on her shirt. I could see a drop or two of blood on her arm and before either of us can say anything I am right in front of her pulling her sleeves back up. I look down slowly dreading what I am about to see.

Her sleeves are up to her elbows and there are multiple fresh cuts along with a couple of scars. She pulls her arm back out of my grasp, runs over to the bed and lays face down crying into the pillows. I'm so stuck, I can't move, can't speak I can't even blink. My eyes start to well up with tears and then I can't hold them back anymore.

Tears stream down my face and in no time I'm running straight back to the training room, running into both Grace and Bianca on my way there. I'm finally there and the first thing I do is punch whatever I can find.

“It’s my fault” I groan whilst punching the punching bag.

 

Dylan’s P.O.V.

“Whew, you are really fast.” Bianca says in between breaths.

God she is so beautiful it’s unbelievable. I still have to mark her yet but I am going to wait until she is ready.

“Perks of being two things, first a beta and second, well me.” I said winking at her.

She laughs at me then turns around and starts to walk back to the house. I run up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist kissing her neck. She leans into my back then turns herself around in my arms, slowly connects our lips then runs away.

I was startled but then almost immediately I started chasing after her. I caught up to her almost instantly then grabbed her hand. She looked at me and smiled then we walked back to the house hand in hand.

Once we make it back to the pack house Bianca runs off to jump through a shower while I head off to the training room. I'm almost there when I hear grunts and groans coming from the room. I walk in just in time to see Liam punching the punching bag so fast I can't even see his arms.

“It’s my fault.” I hear him groan.

“What’s your fault?” I ask making him stop punching the bag and start to look at me.

He has so much anger and fury in his eyes so I grab some mitts and hold my hands up. He starts punching the mitts almost immediately and then eventually he starts to talk.

“Okay, so it started earlier today when Cheyne was explaining the reason Bianca shifted. You and Bianca had both just found out that you loved each other and you just looked at each other. You looked at each other with so much love and awe that it was beautiful and I knew that you were perfect for my little sister. Then I started getting these thoughts in my head about how I thought that’s how Cheyne and I looked at each other and then it was replaced with we better look at each other like that and I started bottling up all of this unnecessary rage so I decided to clear my head. I went for a run and then when I came back I went to go for a shower but someone was in my bathroom so I went to the guest bathroom. When I finished I went back into my room to get dressed and I saw Cheyne walking out of my bathroom pulling down her sleeves but I saw drops of blood before she could. I walked over to her and pulled her sleeves up revealing the scars on her wrists. She pulled away then laid on the bed and cried then I started tearing up so I came here, and here we are. It’s all my fault man; I shouldn’t have been getting doubts about our relationship and now my doubts are becoming true.”

“Dude, Cheyne’s never going to leave you okay trust me. She loves you just as much as you love her. You just need to go explain yourself to her and apologise okay. Just put these doubts behind yourself and move on because this isn’t going to help you run your own life, let alone an entire pack.”

“Your right man I am going to go do that right now, and by the way if you tell anyone I cried I will end your life.”

Liam’s P.O.V.

I left the training room to go and apologise to Cheyne. Since when did Dylan get so educated on relationships? I practically ran back to my room just to hear the water running again. I stopped suddenly and listened, it wasn’t a shower I was hearing it was the sink. I stormed into the bathroom just in time to catch Cheyne as she was falling to the ground.

I looked down at her wrists and there were more cuts; there was blood everywhere, I looked for the blade amongst the blood and saw that it wasn’t just any blade, it was a silver blade. Great now her wounds won’t heal as fast as they could. They were going to have to heal like a humans wounds would. I brought my eyes up to her face and saw that her eyeballs were rolling back into her head and I couldn’t take it anymore.

‘DYLAN!!” I screamed through the mind link.