Alpha Angello

Chapter Nineteen: Now & Forever

I had believed that their kind was extinct. Years ago werewolves and witches use to coexist on pack territory but their kind began to vanish, I didn't really know much about them. A million questions were swarming through my head like, "Why do they believe in this prophecy?", "Where are they now?", "Where did the prophecy originate from?", and a bunch of other questions but instead I stayed quiet and positioned my hand so that instead of just holding onto his pinky I was holding on to his entire hand. He looked taken back as he hesitated to interlock his fingers with mine. He looked back to me and gave me a questioning look, a look I didn't know how to respond to so I just smiled and shortly after he wrapped his long thick callous fingers around mine. The inside of my body felt warm while the outside
was tingling.

I would be lying if I said I didn't want to explore these tunnels but at the same time I wanted to run out of them as fast as I could because I couldn't bear being in the place where Angello nearly lost his life. He gently pulled my hand as he led the way back from where we came. Unwillingly he let go of my hand so that I could climb up the steps. He climbed up shortly after and sealed the entrance door shut and covered it with the mat making it appear as if it wasn't even there. He didn't wait a second longer before interlocking our hands once more and I couldn't be more pleased.

"So, how about that office?" I broke the silence that was being shared between us. We continued to stroll through the house hand in hand greeting pack members until we reached our side of the house. I was going to ask him again. He had already said yes but sometimes people forget and I needed confirmation making sure he didn't forget or that I didn't imagine it. He stopped in between two doors his office was to the left and the other room to the right. He opened up the door of the right room and to be honest I'm not sure what I was expecting but this certainly wasn't it. It was kind of like a supply closet but with other miscellaneous items. The room needed a paint job, it needed to be dusted, aired out, cleaned out and maybe an air freshener or two.

"You're going to need to clean this out if you want it." He stated as he let go of my hand and began to walk into the room. There was a plastic chair near the entrance covered in dust and spider webs. Angello swiped his index finger over the top of the chair collecting a chunk of dust on his finger. "If I were you I'd start now." He let out a small chuckle as he wiped his finger on his dark jeans creating a small grey smudge, that small little action irritated me.

I stood up as straight as I could sucking in my stomach and pumping out my chest and butt. I placed my hand to my right temple and swung it down to my right side as I said "sir yes sir!" I let out a loud sigh and my body returned to its original structure and I heard Angello let out a loud chuckle. I looked up to find nothing but amusement in his eyes. 'What's so funny?' His contagious chuckle didn't make it too hard for me not to laugh as well. After a second or two I wore a serious face as he was still trying to fix his posture.

"Now tell me, where can I get some cleaning supplies?" I asked as I began walking around the room to see what was in here exactly. I saw a total of four different spiders, three I'm sure have already been discovered but I'm not so sure about this orange fuzzy one. Angello had left a while ago to bring supplies and I was almost done going through everything here in this room. In the far corner of the room, what I assumed was the closet was a large portrait. I kneeled down to get a closer look. It was a family portrait. It was a man who looked no older than forty, he wore his brown hair slicked back making the color on his hazel eyes more prominent. He stood there with a full grin he had his arms crossed over his chest. There was a young boy dangling from his arm imitating a monkey. This boy looked like he had no care in the world and he probably didn't. The women sitting down on the chair looked like an older version of Olivia, the grey from her eyes was barely identifiable due to them being in slits from smiling so wide. She cradled a baby that appeared to be sleeping. I heard footsteps coming from down the hall so I quickly but quietly went to the other side of the room. Angello came in rolling a little cart with a bunch of cleaning supplies and boxes.