The Angel Fay Finds Her Wolf

by D J Nickels

  “Do you have a T-shirt that I could put on?”

  He just kept his hand raised, and I felt his Alpha power roll off him, and I couldn’t help but move to him. I sighed as I walked over to him and placed my hand in his. He pulled me onto his lap. He kissed me and then told me to get comfortable. I scowled at him.

  “Jonathan, I am in a towel.”

  “Mmm,” was all he said. “We are going to have a lesson this morning.” He picked up a piece of bacon and brought it to my mouth and held my gaze. I felt stabbing prickles all over again.

  “A lesson?” I said, confused.

  I looked at the piece of bacon in his hand. “How well did you sleep last night, little one?” he asked politely.

  “Jonathan, what is this? I think I can feed myself.” I tried to grab the piece of bacon from his hand.” He quickly moved it away and set down the bacon as he sighed, and the next thing I knew my towel was on the floor, and I was face down over his knee and he started spanking my ass. “Jonathan, what the fuck are you doing? Let me up.”

  I fought him and I brought my hands up to push off him, and he grabbed them and brought them behind my back, and he hooked my gold bracelets together somehow. He put one of his legs over the top of my legs, so that I was caught between his, with my ass in the air. I squirmed while he spanked me over and over until I stopped moving and surrendered when I felt his Alpha power rolling off him, and it calmed me. I sniffled and submitted to his power. He sat me on top of his lap on my sore ass. My hands were still hooked behind me.

  “Now, let’s try this again.” Jonathan grabbed the piece of bacon and brought it to my mouth. “How well did you sleep last night, little one?”

  I glared at him. “Seriously, Jonathan, is this?”

  He cut me off and grabbed my face with both hands. “You, will submit, little one.” He flipped me over face down and he spanked me again. We went through this about three more times. But, by the end, I truly submitted to him, and I was sobbing from a sore ass. Jonathan let me cry it out on his lap, until I quieted myself.

  Jonathan simply picked me up and started over again. He wiped the tears from my eyes and picked up the piece of bacon, he brought it to my mouth and simply asked, “So, how well did you sleep last night?”

  Finally, I sighed, and complied and whispered, trying to keep from sounding mad or angry.

  “I slept as well as anyone could, after not being able to cum, I suppose.”

  Jonathan chuckled and gave me a wry grin as I ate the bite of bacon from his hand. “Mmm, you eating from my hand pleases me so much, little one.” For the first time that morning, I felt no stabbing pain to my skin. It felt so intimate, and I felt more exposed to him than being naked in his lap. He fed me every bit of breakfast from his hand and it was personal. I felt connected to him and that he truly just wanted me.

  “Good girl.” Then he turned me in his lap to face away from him, my hands still locked behind my back. He leaned me back against his chest and opened my legs with his legs and captured them against the chair. He whispered into my ear, “I bet you feel a bit uncomfortable this morning. Would you like to cum for your Alpha?” With my legs spread apart with his own legs holding me open. He wrapped one arm around my waist, holding me to him, and started to circle my clit with his other hand.

  Each time I was just about there, he would pull his hand away, making me whimper, “Please, Jonathan, I need to cum.”

  He stroked my clit and filled me with his fingers over and over. “Not yet, little one. I will feel you cum apart all over my cock.” He lifted me and laid me over the arm of the couch in his room and slapped my ass a few more times. I felt him at my entrance, and then he slammed into me.

  “Oh please, Jonathan, please let me cum.” He had me writhing under him and all I could do was take what he gave me.

  “Don’t cum, or I will punish this beautiful little pussy of mine.” When he said, “of mine,” it pushed me over the top and I came screaming all over his cock. I clamped down so hard on him and made him cum. We screamed out our orgasm until he had wrung every bit out of me.

  “Oh, you are a bad, bad girl.” Then someone knocked on the door at that moment, and he growled at the interruption. He helped me stand and released my hands. He stood in front of me and lifted my chin. “We will finish this later, little one. Go get cleaned up.”

  I went to the bathroom and took another shower and cleaned myself up. Then I put on the T-shirt I had on last night. When I came out of the bathroom, Dominic was talking with Jonathan. Dominic looked my way but looked angry. I felt his wave of anger and the hatred coming off him. I grabbed my heart and gasped.

  Jonathan stood. “Kate, are you alright?”

  Taking in a deep breath and trying to block the waves of pain I felt from Dominic, I said, “Yeah.” I stood up straight. “I’m just going to go next door and get dressed.” Jonathan, nodded at me, and I said, “Good morning, Dominic,” in the politest way possible as I walked past him to kissing Jonathan before I left. All I got was a grumble, and I felt his hatred of me being here rake across my back. Just as I left and close the bedroom door, I heard Dominic’s, voice.

  “Jonathan, you know my past with the witches and what they did to--”

  Jonathan cut him off. “Yes, Dom, I know, and I do understand, but Kate is my mate and you will respect the vow you made last night to her.”

  “That was before I knew she was a witch!” he yelled.

  I stepped back from the door, breathing in a harsh breath from the pain I felt it again. I saw Collin standing at the top of the stairs. “I suppose you all have a problem with me being a so-called witch also?” I said. Tears filled my eyes, and I ran to get out of there.

  I stepped out the back door and took in a deep breath. The tears fell from my eyes, as I sat on the back steps for a moment, with my head in my hands. I grimaced as I sat with a sore ass. “How did my life get turned, so upside down?” I said, talking to myself. Then I felt a lick on my hands. I looked up to see my Gracie girl. I pulled my dog in for a hug.

  Carson came out of the woods with Zoey and looked at me.

  “Rough morning?” he asked.

  “Yeah, you could say that.” A tear ran down my cheek. I wiped it away as soon as it fell.

  “Would you like to talk about it?” Carson asked.

  “Fine—why does everyone in this house hate witches?” Suddenly, I gasped for air and felt like knives were stabbing all over me and my skin. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to get up and get away from Carson.

  “Never mind,” I said, and suddenly I was in my room. I grabbed onto the bed, disoriented. I had to get away from everyone. I got dressed, and I packed a bag and set it on my bed. I went to my desk and wrote a letter.

  Jonathan,

  I’m sorry, but I can’t stay here in your house with you. It is physically hurting me. I am feeling everyone’s hatred for me that I am suddenly a so-called witch. You know that I am an empath and prone to feeling things. Even now, sitting in my own bedroom, I can still feel all of you, a house away. It feels as if I am being stabbed all over my body by a family, or pack, that I thought would protect and love me.

  I don’t know what has happened to make everyone feel this way, but I can’t stay and be in this much pain every day, when I need to get these powers I have under control.

  I hope you understand that I am not leaving or running. But I do need to protect myself and your pack. I will be staying at my parents’ cabin, if you need me for anything. I love you.

  Your Kate

  I grabbed my bags and the letter and took it downstairs and set it on my kitchen table. My girls were lying on their beds, and I walked over to them and focused on where I wanted to go and suddenly, we were in my parents’ cabin.

  The dogs grumbled, and I giggled. “Nifty little power, huh?” I looked at them. “It’s okay, girls, the dizziness will pass. I think you’re going to love it here.” I went and opened the doors and windows. “Let’s get this place cleaned u
p.”

  I looked around the room recalling a time when I saw my mom cleaning. I closed my eyes and focused. I called Wind and I felt my hair blow around a bit. I focused on the dust. It began to swirl and move in the air and I pushed it toward the doorway, as I opened the screen door, I pushed the dust and dirt out of the room. I walked the cloud of dust to the end of the deck and let it fall to the ground, but then a gust of wind blew it directly back at me. I coughed and sneezed.

  Jonathan

  Carson went running into Jonathan’s room where Dominic was still bitching about witches and Kate being a witch and being a part of this pack now. “Jonathan, it’s Kate,” Carson said. Jonathan stood immediately.

  “I saw her outside on the stairs, and she was upset,” he explained.

  “What happened?” said Jonathan.

  “Well she asked me, why do we all hate witches so much? Then she suddenly gasped for air, like she couldn’t breathe, and like she was physically in pain, and grabbed her heart.” Carson explained, “At that moment I felt so enraged, at the word, and what the witches did to Dom’s family. Jonathan, it was like she was physically in pain, because of what I was feeling.”

  “Shit, I forgot.” He raked his hand through his hair. “Bradley told me that Kate has always been able to feel what others were feeling. “It was how I convinced her to stay with me the first night she was hurt. Fuck!” Jonathan said. “Where is she now?” Jonathan asked as he headed out the door.

  Carson pulled his arm. “Wait, that’s just it--she vanished right in front of me. I don’t know where she went.”

  “Fuck!” Jonathan ran out the door.

  Running to Kate’s house, they checked every room in the house. Collin came in. “Her car is still here, but the dogs seem to be gone as well.”

  “What the hell? Where would she go?” Jonathan said as they came back through the kitchen.

  Bradley had seen them all running into the house, so he came in to check out what was going on, when he found a letter on the table and read it. “Would someone like to explain to me why my sister went to stay at the one place she hasn’t been to, or even been able to make herself go to since our mother died?” Bradley said, handing the note to Jonathan. “In the last 48 hours, she’s lost her job and found out her ex is a sadistic sex trafficker. She’s learned she has powers, that she can completely shift into a wolf, and don’t forget she just found out she has a twin sister,” said Bradley.

  Jonathan thought about what Bradley said. “Thanks, but she can’t keep running every time things get hard.”

  “My sister hasn’t run from a fight, ever,” said Bradley. “She is protecting herself. Did you read the part where it physically hurts her to be around you all? I will give her some time to process everything, but she and I will do this together,” he said.

  “I was going to take her back to the cabin today anyway,” Jonathan said.

  “The cabin in the letter is not the same cabin you found her at last night,” Bradley said.

  “That was my parents’ first cabin, and my mom had a new one built the summer before she died. I’ll text you the address.”

  One of Bradley’s men came up to them. “I found Kate’s phone behind the stereo system. It’s dead,” said Greg.

  “I will get this super charged and bring it to her when it is done,” Bradley said. Jonathan nodded and walked back over to his house.

  Kate

  I got everything cleaned up inside and decided to unpack my bag, when I discovered some books and letters in a bin. They were in the back of my parents’ closet. I had just sat down with some tea when I saw the crystal on the table by the door light up. I had placed crystals around the yard for protection earlier. No one could get through it if they meant me harm with their feelings or physically.

  I heard my dogs barking out in front of the cabin. I opened the door and I saw Jonathan standing at the end of the driveway. I walked down to him. “Are you going to let me in?” He touched the wall cautiously and it shocked him again, and it lit up the wall.

  “No, I don’t think I am. You see, this barrier is here to protect me from anything or anyone who wishes or wants to hurt me.”

  He began to speak. “I don’t--” and I cut him off.

  “Whether you realize it or not, you have a problem with the part of me that has power, and you physically hurt me when you think of me as a witch. I feel your feelings for me, and I know you love the wolf part of me, and I know it hurts your wolf to be away from my wolf, but that is not all of me. I can’t stay in my wolf form all the time. So, until I can find a solution, or you and your pack come to terms with me having power, this is just how it is.” I turned and walked back into the cabin.

  Jonathan stayed out there all day. I saw him lying against his bags. I felt sorry for him when it was lunch time. So, I made us some lunch. I used my Fay power to bring the table around to the front of the cabin. I set our plates down. I moved the two crystals that would allow us to eat together to each side of the top of the table. He watched me.

  “Please, come and join me for lunch. I made sandwiches and lemonade.” He came and sat down and we ate together.

  Jonathan

  “Kate, I would like to apologize for not seeing this earlier. I have known Dominic has had an issue with witches since we became Navy Seals together. Hell it is why he joined.. See, the military made us into what we are today? They injected us with animal DNA, and it made us stronger and faster. There are very bad creatures out there, and the military needed a way to fight them. When Dominic was a young boy, something came after his family. He was there and was hidden in a grate behind the wall. He saw everything that happened to his family and he saw them using magic to kill his family.

  “Then, years later, we ran into the same thing many times and we had to kill witches that were sacrificing children and steeling there powers.”

  “Look, Jonathan, I know not all witches are good. But there is a huge difference between myself and them,” I said.

  Dominic

  “Yeah, and what would that be?” Dominic said, standing behind Jonathan at the end of the driveway.

  I looked around and behind Jonathan. “Well, Dominic, if you would have taken the time to get to know me, you would see that it is my heart that makes me different. Also, if you took the time to get to know me, you would also know that my mother was killed by a demon witch, who has been trying to steal our family power for centuries. But you all didn’t even take the time to see past your own problem and hatred to try and understand, or to know that I am not a witch. I am a Nephilim and part Fay, and my father was a partial wolf-shifter.”

  “Yes, but you left,” said Jonathan.

  I looked down at the ground feeling ashamed, “Yes, but I wasn’t physically hurting you.” I pulled a small crystal out of my pocket and laid it on the half of the picnic table where Jonathan ate. “Pick it up and put it over your heart.” I looked at Dominic. “It will allow you to see who I truly am and feel what I felt from each of you this morning so you can understand why I left.”

  Jonathan picked it up and placed it over his heart. I raised my hand and swirled it over his hand. He gasped when he saw my true nature. “Now think about a witch.” He closed his eyes and did as I asked. He screamed out and fell to his knees. Tear’s overflowed my eyes to put him in that much pain.

  “Holy fuck! Baby, I am so sorry. Please, forgive me please!” Jonathan asked.

  Dominic helped Jonathan back up. “What did you see and feel?” he asked.

  “When I looked at her, I saw an angel fairy with gorgeous white wings and then I felt as if I was being cut open a thousand times at once.” He dropped the crystal. “Little one, please, I need to hold you. I am so sorry that I made you feel that way, and you’re right. The actions of those witches were not your actions. You could never be so cruel. He went to punch the wall and he fell through it.

  “Jonathan.” I went to him, and I could feel him and only his love for me. I fell to my knees at
his side and he kissed me deeply.

  “Yeah, well anyway,” Dominic said. “I came because Jonathan, you’re needed at the house.” Dominic said as he turned and walked away.

  I got up and walked to the barrier. “Dominic, wait—would you be interested in showing me what happened to your family? Maybe I can help you find the ones responsible.”

  He stopped and turned to eye me. “You can do that?” he asked.

  “I can’t promise anything, but I am willing to try if you are.” I explained how I could use a crystal to project his memory like a movie screen to show me what happened, or I could touch him and see into his mind. He opted for the crystal, which was probably best for both of us.

  “Come back this evening with everyone, and we will all take a turn.” Dominic nodded.

  Jonathan came and stood in front of me. “Thank you, Kate, for trying this.”

  “Well, if we have a bit of insight to each other, maybe everything will work out,” I said. Jonathan kissed me.

  “I will be back as soon as I can.” Jonathan turned to leave.

  Jessica is Missing

  CHAPTER 10

  Kate

  I went back inside and got some of the smaller crystals ready for tonight, placed them in a basket, and set them on the table. I sat down at the table when I saw the book and some letters from Momma still sitting there. The letters were opened, and they were to Dad. I decided to read them later. I picked up the book and it was heavy. When I opened the book, I felt my hair rustle around me from some wind, but there were no windows open. On the inside of the book, there was an inscription and it said, “To my girls Kate and Jessa: May this book help guide you.” I looked through the book and learned a few things.