Fallen Angel

Chapter 8 ~ Procrastination

Chapter 8 ~ Procrastination  (PG-13)

It's been a few days since I first met Bridget, and we've become really good friends, and I've slowly gotten used to her overactive personality. Brax looks beat, he's always tired, and I feel really sorry for him. Scott is lovely, even if I'd fallen to sleep without him, I always wake up to find him right next to me, even on top of me once. He wouldn't wake up so I'd screamed, and he'd nearly had a heart attack at the thought of me in danger. I wasn't shocked or scared anymore at the reaction of his body when we're making out, and when his eyes turn black, or darker, like when we were making out in bed yesterday morning. My body had heated up, and I was craving his touch. I'd heard him mention something about heat? with my heightened hearing thanks to being an angel, whilst he was talking to Brax. I didn't know what it mean, but I'll annoy him tonight to get him to tell me. I'd gone out on a couple flights since then, and my wings felt good. They'd healed up fully, and looked beautiful in black. The were sleek, and shined beautiful in the sunset. They'd grown from ten feet across to about fourteen, and were amazing to swoop down quickly, and curve around.

I ran a hand through my wet hair, holding my towel up with the other, that only reached mid-thigh. Scott said a couple hours ago that he was to go back to the pack house to do some business with Brax and Matt. He went out hunting yesterday, and I oddly didn't feel weird about it. He didn't give me details, which I was glad for, but only said he'd caught a wild boar. He'd told me more about being a hybrid, and what it was, and I felt better, knowing what he was. But I wouldn't stop loving him, whatever he was. I flipped my hair over my shoulders, so it tickled down my back to my waist, and it looked black as it was wet. I dropped the towel, and unfurled my wings. I love the sound of them stretching out to their full length, the feathers fluffy and sensitive against the cool breeze blowing in through the window.

~Scott~

I ran through the woods in my black wolf form, stopping in front of my baby's cabin. I let myself in like usual, and could smell her scent stronger upstairs. I jogged up the stairs, peeking through the gap in her ajar bedroom door. I saw her stood in the centre of the room, holding up a towel around her body that barely hung over her ass. Then, she dropped it, and I saw two slits in her shoulder blades. I frowned, then two silk black wings uncurled themselves out of the slits. I bit my lip, chewing on it as many thought ran through my mind. What was my beautiful mate? Who was my mate? Why would she keep this secret from me? Her ass was plump and I wanted them in my hands, but I couldn't distract myself from the fact that my mate had wings! Her long soft hair fell in natural waves down her back and in between her wings, the ends drying off slightly. I made a quick, in-the-moment decision, and silently stepped into the bedroom. Our bedroom. I pushed the door to a close before quietly walking over to her. My eyes travelled down over her gorgeous naked body, and I wondered why the hell was she so embarrassed to change in front of me, or be naked in front of me. Her little ass was full and plump, and I loved it. Her breasts suited her body perfectly, and just asked for my attention. Her skin looked so soft and silky, like honey-milk. It was pale, but silky smooth and I just wanted to run my hands up her beautiful legs. I walked up behind her and hesitantly and slowly wrapped my arms around her waist under her wings. She looked over her shoulder at me, and looked like she was on the verge of tears.

"What's up, baby?" I asked softly, grabbing a blanket and throwing it over her shoulders, her wings sticking out from underneath it.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, tears spilling down her rosy cheeks. I wiped them away with my thumbs, holding her beautiful little face between my hands.

"Why?"

"For not telling you."

"Nina, I get you were nervous, but you can tell me anything."

"I'm a fallen angel," she sobbed, burying her face into my chest. I led her over to the bed and sat her down, perching myself down next to her.

"Tell me everything," I whispered softly, rubbing her back.

"I was kicked out of Heaven for being rebellious to the angel leaders, and they were sick with my behaviour. I might or might not have kissed another angel too," she said quieter, but I still caught it with my wolf hearing.

"WHAT?!" I shouted. I hated the thought of her precious lips on another person's. I would kill the guy by tearing him limb from limb with my wolf teeth, then drink his blood if he's lucky.

"Shh, I knew I was getting kicked out anyway, so I kissed him. Just a quick kiss, nothing more. I was scheduled for banishment three days after, that was the day I found you. I landed here, and an angel who looked after me for years gave me this with everything stocked up." She held my hands, her thumb running over my knuckles that were scarred from fights and when I punch stuff in stress.

I spun that round in my head. My mate was a fallen angel. Awesome. She looked scared and worried. I smiled, nodding, "there's nothing you have to worry about, baby. I love you, no matter what."

~Nina~

I froze, did he just say those three words? I love you. I didn't expect him to say it so soon, we've only known each other just over a week. But, he just did. His brow furrowed as he looked at me, trying to decipher my thoughts, but I kept them well under wraps.

"I love you too," I whispered and pecked his lips. He placed his hands on the bottom of my back, pulling me onto his lap as he smashed his lips onto mine. I slowly wound my arms round his neck, one of my hands buried in his hair. His hands clutched my towel, and I moaned when I felt his tongue against mine. I was getting uncomfortable so I moved so I was straddling his lap. He groaned at our new position, one hand in my hair as his tongue controlled me. His tight grip was nearly ripping the towel, so it fell down, revealing my cleavage. He pulled back, and looked down at my revealing attire. He groaned, and forced his mouth back onto mine, and I didn't mind one bit. I bit his bottom lip and pulled it, before tenderly kissing his lips. I looked up into his eyes, to see they were just black orbs. They were pitch black, and filled with love and lust.

"Um, Scott, your eyes are black," I whispered.

He chuckled huskily, "Scott isn't here at the moment, I'm in charge. I'm Max, his wolf. It's a pleasure to finally talk to you babe."

"Hi, Max. It's nice to meet you too. Can you please let Scott have control now?" I replied hesitantly.

He growled warningly, pulling my body flushed up against his. "NO! He's always with you, I want to talk to you! I need you!" I grabbed his face between my hands and crushed my lips onto his. He growled and pushed me back into the bed so he laid over me, his arms placed on each sides of my small figure. I ripped his T-shirt off, throwing it to the side. My hands gripped his hair as he started kissing down my neck. Suddenly, he froze, stopping, and pulled back, his eyes turning back to their beautiful green colour.

"What's wrong? Scott? Max?" I asked, concerned.

"Sorry for losing control, Nina, baby. It's me, Scott, I'm back," he murmured and kissed my forehead, stroking my hair back.

"What's wrong? You've never done that before."

"It's because your so beautiful." He gave me his award-winning white toothed smile, winking.

"No, you just sort of froze, you usually just pull back."

He sighed heavily, "it's because..."