I felt my smile drop as I stared at Angie's features.

What the hell happened to her???

Her light brown eyes met mine as mine never left from hers. Deep inside I could feel a storm start to brew inside my chest.

"Who did this to you?" I grabbed her from the shoulders.

"Don't touch me," she spat. "How did you find me?"

"I followed you." I truthfully told her.

After she was taken away from me, I couldn't just stand there and watch her get hurt by whoever Zack was to her. I stole some clothes from a hiker's bag and went in search for her. I don't know why but I just had to see her again. And once again I had her in front of me.

"You shouldn't have come looking for me," she took a step towards me, "I was going to look for you anyways."

"Seriously?" I couldn't help but to smirk.

"To talk, you big pervy. We both need explanations."

I wanted explanations since the first day I met her back in highschool. I grabbed her hand and waited for her to smack me or do something that involved pain towards me but instead she looked up at me and started to pull me with her.

*****

Grass grew in tussocks and flattened in shimmering waves with each breeze of the wind, only to spring up as fresh as a bunch of flowers right after. Patches of snow was melting away and patches of green grass momentarily reflected the brilliant sunlight. Each blade was more than a slim wand of green, yet together they danced in a way that brought out my guilt and let a little goodness in.

Her brown eyes melted me with each blink. All I could do was swallow a large lump in my throat as we laid in the grass and stared at each other.

"We have to clear everything out." Her lips slowly moved.

"Go ahead." I could feel my adam's apple bob as I spoked. I wanted her to go first. More than anyone else I was the one who needed an explanation for everything.

She rolled over on her back and stared at the endless blue sky as I laid on my side and stared at the beauty next to me.

"You probably don't know this but... I really really really hate you."

"You don't say," my face went deadpan.

She slightly snorted and turned her head to look at me.

"I loathe you."

"Why?"

"You killed my family." Her eyes went dark as they stared at the deep souls of my iris's.

"I never killed anyone," my hands dug on the grass.

"You've killed many innocent people not just my family. You and your father both are responsible."

"I never met my father."

"No? Well you sure got everything from him. Oh so that is what my father used to say."

"Tell me Angie," I stared at the sky. "Why do you personally hate me?"

This question has been lingering ever since. She disrespected me as Alpha and has been running away from me. Why did it had to take ten years for a fucking answer?

"I... Just do."

My hand reached for hers and my eyes steadily stared into hers. I needed answers and this is my only chance left. Her body tensed at my touch but she took a deep breath before continuing on.

"A very long time ago my species roamed the land living free and in the wild. Just like werewolves, werecats had a leader and mates to look for." She looked up at the sky once again and slowly lifted her index finger to the skies above us. Cumulus clouds covered the sky, one floating away and transforming into the shape of a wolf. It covered the sun forming a halo of light around its head.

"Forces of the universe decided this wasn't enough for the land. It wanted more living things so were-creatures started to take over the place."

"Were-creatures?" My voice came out as a whisper as the puffy white clouds started to turn to gray.

"Humans that could turn into any creature in the animal kingdom. Cats, wolves, gators, bats, bunnies, stallions...squirrels. Each animal had its own powers," Angie went on, "And your specie dominated the rest."

The sun disappeared and the grass around us started to whoosh and dance violently. The wolf cloud had a huge gaping mouth with fangs eating small marshmallow clouds of different species of animals.

"This was many years ago," Angie never left her eyes from the sky. "But this is not the cause of the hatred. Your father wanted to dictate every single animal in the land and make the werewolves...invincible. He got many of these special humans to be killed and hunted until there was no more of these special creatures. Your father got all the power he ever wanted."

I carefully listened to Angie and stared at the clouds as red light seeped through it making the wolf have red eyes.

"All of them...died except for us. My father escaped, taking my brother and I as newborns away from the land."

"What happened to your mother?" I had to ask. She slowly turned her head to me and faced me with dull brown eyes.

"She died."

The clouds started to lighten up but still the wolf form remained floating in the sky with its light halo over its head.

"You know why your father did all of this?" Her eyes went glassy. "Because of you..."

Another small cloud shaped like a wolf emerged from between the big wolf, destroying it to small puffs. Its body trailed away like smoke and disappeared for good, bringing back the blue sky like nothing happened. Not a single cloud remained​ in the sky now.

I never paid attention in history class.
That class for me was my nap time. As alpha I didn't care. I didn't care of anything. I let go of her hand and just stared into her eyes. That was all I could do. Her expression was cold yet there was sympathy in her eyes. Now I wished I could go back to that class and actually listen for the first time.

"You took place for your father and you without knowing have been keeping my family as prisoners. You have humiliated my family all because of our position in your pack. We managed to blend in as wolves yet we never got our place. My father is a janitor and still is and what does he gets?" Angie's face went angry. "He is the low stuff cleaning after you dirty mutts and not once has he ever got a thank you from anyone."

Guilt washed over me. I never cared for anyone but myself. Only when I look into Angie's eyes, I realize I have really been a fucking jerk. She sat up from the grass and brought her knees close to her chest. Her bruises showed on her legs and on her arms reminding me the anger consuming in me. I couldn't help but to scoot next to her and place a hand on her shoulder.  I wanted her to feel safe and tell her everything will be okay when reality says it's not.

"I didn't know. Forgive me, Angie." I gently squeezed her shoulder.

All I ever wanted to be was alpha. A well feared alpha with all the power he ever wanted. Someone so powerful with all the women and money landing in my hands. That was all in my pin-sized head that I had for years. I hated Angie for disrespecting me and embarrassing me like no other. Hated her for sassing me and hated her ever more for making me look so weak. With Angie I seem to push the bad Simon in me away and replace myself with someone I had no clue that existed. I was someone else when I was around Angie.

"Why did you have to be so stupid?" She slightly laughed as a single tear rolled down her cheek.

"Probably​ got it from my father," I gave a her a small smile.

"No doubt about that."

"Why did you leave from the pack?" I asked.

"Seriously?" She laughed. "You are driving everyone crazy. Not only that but I found the chance to leave the pack when everyone left."

"Where's your father?"

"Where else?" She cocked an eyebrow.

All this time her father was in my pack while everyone else left the pack. I have been really cruel.

"Come back with me," I grabbed both of her hands. "I need you. Only you can help me change."

She took her hands away from me and stood up so suddenly.

"Change doesn't come from another person but from within. You change because you want to and because it's the right thing to do."

I stood up and grabbed her arm. I don't know why but I must touch her in order to feel calm.

"Look, come with me and you won't suffer ever again. I want to protect you."

"Protect your ass," her lip pulled back in form of a hiss.

"I want to protect both of our asses," I pulled her closer to me.

Her hands placed on my chest as I towered above her small figure. Her breath was all I could feel making me just want to close that gap.

"Why on Earth will I ever go with you? I have a mate and a brother to be with."

"Then bring your brother. Come back home. That is where you really belong."

"What about Zack?" she scowled and yanked her arm free from my grasp.

"Why the hell do you want him? Clearly he has been abusing you and I will not tolerate that."

"I can take care of myself thank you very much. Who was I kidding," she placed the heel of her hand on her forehead. "It was a bad idea talking to you. Just get out of my sight will you? Your presence has bothered me long enough."

"We wanted explanations and explanations we will get," Once again I grabbed her arm. "And I am not leaving from here until everything is cleared out."

"I already explained why I hate you."

"Yes but that is not enough. Why are you still avoiding me when I already told you I didn't know everything about that past? Am I still the bad guy to you?" I could feel my chest heaving as I tried to control my anger.  The last thing I want is for Angie to be afraid of me. "Are you afraid of me?"

She stood still and just absorbed me with her eyes. For the first time I never felt so determined to help someone. My heart bounced in my chest as the seconds past by. If only she knew what she was doing to me...

"Bad? Not entirely now," She looked down. "But you are still a freaking arrogant selfish person I have ever met. And no I am not afraid of you. It's best that I should be going."

"But what about me?" My hands dropped to the side as she started to walk away backwards.

"It was a mistake. I have a man to attend to." She scurried off and I ran after her. There was no way she was leaving me again. For some reason we found each other and I am not willing to wait for another fucking ten years to pass. And I was not willing to let that man of hers hurt her ever again.

"I said to let me go!" she spat as I wrapped her in my arms.

"I don't want you to go. Not until I have a say in this."

"Very well then. Speak." she glared.

"I admit I am bad. Maybe a little bit worse but the point is I have feelings too and my heart is speaking right now." I grabbed her hand and took it towards my chest where my heart was located. "And I think I know what I want."

"Question is: Does it want you?" she smirked and slightly shoved me from herself.

Her words stung me. Was she thinking what I was thinking, answering my statement with a question? It took me a lot of effort not to snap at her. I ran a hand through my hair and gave her my back. Just seeing her was making me do things that I shouldn't.

"Goodbye Hawthorn. You got your explanation and now I want you far away from here."

"You can't tell me what to do." I spun to face her.

"No? Try me," she placed a hand on her hip. "Go ahead and beat me up if that's what you want. That way you can prove to me what a bad guy you actually are. Maybe even worse. You men all have one thing in common and that is treat females like a thing but guess what," her eyes locked in with mine, "I am not a thing."

"I never said you were." I mumbled.

"Your actions speak louder than your heart." she walked off.

*****

Just as I removed the cigarette from my lips, I blew the smoke in the air carefully as if it was the aftermath of a kiss that aches to steal a life I was struggling to elude.

That kiss I yearn from Angie.

So I admit I have feelings for her so what?

Question is: Does it want you?

I shook my head at the negativity in her words. I will not let her get the best out of me.

The door to the apartment flung open as Nicky stormed his way to me and grasped me from the shoulders, shaking me out from the couch.

"Where in the fucking world were you, you stupid mutt?!"

"Father!" Jezebel snapped as she came in running.

"The same fucking world you live in." I gritted my teeth. "It's a shame really."

Nicky pulled the cigarette out from between my teeth and crushed it in his fist.

"How many chances do you need to learn. I specifically told you to stay in the van and what do you do? You fucking run off." He dropped me in the couch and pulled on his hair frustratedly while pacing around the small room. Jezebel quickly got to my side and rubbed my shoulders where his red fingerprints remained on my skin.

"Father, geez calm down." Jezebel's purple eyes burned.

"Calm down? Calm down?! How do you want me to fucking calm down when he keeps doing mistakes. Our lives are in risk with this Fucking buffoon."

"And I thought I had a problem with language." I mumbled under my breath.

"What was that Hawthorn? Are you challenging my patience?!"

"Okay guys calm down," Jezebel stood up and stood in between. "Fighting won't solve anything. He's okay, he's here, everything is fine. Now will the both of you grow up?" she snapped.

"..."

"Better." She sat next to me again. Her hand gently rubbed on my leg as she spoke. "No more mistakes this is it. Everything is done now we just need Simon to do his part. We need to stick together. We might never know when we will need each other. Understood?"

Nicky and I both nodded.

I guess this is it for me.

Change here I come...