Angel

Chapter 3 Angel POV

I had been waiting a long time for my father to ask me to come home. What I didn't expect was for him to tell me that it was the alpha who insisted.

I don't know if my father doesn't really like me or if it's the fact that I look like my mom that has kept him away from me for more than twelve years.

Don't get me wrong, I'm very happy here. It was a lot worse at first. No one could expect a six-year-old pup, who had just lost a mother, not to be upset about losing a father as well. My uncle, the Alpha of the River Ash Pack, my late mother's only brother, made me feel a part of the pack, of the family. He and my aunt had two children—a girl one year older than me and a boy one year younger. We grew up together like brothers, and I trained, since I was little, with the pack's future alpha.

You could say that my beta genes made me strong, but my cousin won most of our fights in training camp. No wonder, after all, he was an alpha, and I think that the times I won, he just let me win.

My cousin found her mate in a neighboring pack on her eighteenth birthday, and now she is the mate of the Beta in that pack. There's a pup on the way, too, and I promised to help choose the name, but that's not going to happen because I have to leave early next week.

My cousin is still seventeen, and I've promised to be there for him when it's time for his first shift. Yet, another promise I couldn't keep.

For me, the Alpha and Luna are my real parents because they raised me and treated me like their real children.

My Luna has already started to cry because I'm leaving.

My Alpha pretends to be strong, but I know he's crying inside.

If I had already found my mate, and he was of a higher rank than mine, I would be living in his pack. But I'm still mateless.

What will be a real pain in the ass for me is to cut the link with the pack.

When I joined my uncle's pack, he, as the alpha, performed the acceptance ritual, and I joined the pack physically and mentally. I drank his blood and became a River Ask Pack member. When I get to my dad's house, I'll have to perform another ritual, which will sever all my connections with the River Ash Pack. That is my biggest sorrow.

Anyway, at least I'll have my two friends there, Dominic and Colby, the youngest Alpha children. The Alpha and Luna also seem to like me. I just don't know how Klaus will react. When I was five-years-old and he was nine, he told me he was too big to play with a puppy my age, and he joined other werewolves, many of them older, who took him to drink and stuff. He hurt me a lot. Is he the same type of person?

Dominic and Colby call me every day, and we video call a lot, too. They never let our friendship fall apart, and I adore them. Colby is my age, and Dominic is two years older. I bet they're already planning loads of stuff for us to do. Then I look forward to seeing them and hugging them.

As for what hurts me the most about moving to my father's house is having to break up with my boyfriend. Yes, I'm gay, and everyone here knows and respects me, but in my father's pack, I don't know how it's going to be. But, as I was saying, leaving my boyfriend is going to be hard. He's human, and he doesn't know I'm a werewolf. We've been together since we were sixteen, but we only had s*x for the first time last month. It's not that we've done it many times. We've only done it three times because Peter is very shy and says it hurts a lot afterward. Yes, I'm a top, and my c**k's bigger than normal for humans, but our inexperience didn't help much, either. I love him. I know he's not my mate, but I love him. People say that when I find my mate, who I hope's a werewolf and never a shewolf, what I feel for Peter will disappear. I don't know about that. I don't have a mate now, and Peter is the one who has my heart, and my heart only beats for Peter.

He's going to hate me. He's going to think I used and left him after, and that's not true.

I don't know how I will explain to him why I have to go abroad.

- What are you thinking so much? You're getting wrinkles on your forehead. - Peter asks me, smiling.

Lunchtime had passed, and I hadn't even touched the food.

- Nothing. - I said, pulling him and giving him a peck on the lips.

I wasn't going to have that conversation in the school cafeteria. I would have to have it in a different place.

- You haven't eaten. Aren't you hungry?

- Yes, I was distracted - I say, shoving the food in my mouth as quickly as possible before the bell rang for the first time.

Peter always laughed at my actions, and having my mouth stuffed with food was seriously a source of laughter for him.

The bell gave the first signal just as I put the last bite of food in my mouth. I got up and ran to the washroom. I needed to wash my hands and mouth, and mostly, I needed to pee.

When I leave the washroom, Petar is waiting for me at the door, carrying my books and his.

I took the books from his hands, and hand in hand, we ran to the classroom. Everyone knows we're together, and although the atmosphere was strange at first, now nobody cares. We managed to get in before the second ring, and we sat in our place, side by side, ready to listen to the lecture that our teacher had prepared.

One thought sticks in my head throughout class. He loves me as much as I love him. This is going to be so painful.