The Angel Fay Finds Her Wolf

by D J Nickels

  “Jonathan, it’s not your fault, and I am figuring out with my power coming back now, that this is just the way it is for me. You know that I felt emotions before my power came back. Now it is just amplified. I think I have a better way of protecting myself going forward.” “It was something I saw in a book that Momma gave Jess and me. I will try it tomorrow.”

  I slept all night with Jonathan’s arms wrapped around me. I woke up early that morning and decided to give Jonathan a good morning wake-up. He was sleeping so soundly. I moved slowly down his body to take him into my mouth. He was always taking care of me and it was time to give back. I licked him from his balls to his tip and I heard a moan escape him. I began working him in my mouth, sucking and licking and playing with his balls. His eyes opened and his gaze caught mine.

  “Aw, Kate, shit, I’m going to--” He leaned into the vibrations from my mouth. “Aw, yes, fuck!” His hands fisted my hair. “Take it, baby girl, every drop.” I took him deep into my throat where he came, and I sucked every drop from him. Then I licked and cleaned his cock with my tongue.

  Jonathan pulled me up his body and kissed me deeply and thanked me for his good morning. He held me while he rubbed his fingers up and down my back. I had almost dozed off, when he asked me to tell him about Sam.

  Sam Wright’s Story and the Story of the Howlers’ MC

  CHAPTER 11

  Sam was my very first best friend ever. He lived across the woods through our backyard. We met one day when my brothers were watching me, and we were exploring the woods.

  Sam had built a fort, and we had found it. That was the day Sam, followed us home. His dad was in a motorcycle club called the Howlers’ MC. Sam, was also two years older than I was, and when Sam turned eighteen, Jacob, Sam’s dad, gave him an ultimatum: “Join the military or the Howlers’ MC. No one is going to give you anything in life. You must go after it and take it.”

  I told him that I would rather see him go to the military and make something of his life like Bradley did. But when he went to tell his dad his decision, Jacob invited Sam to the club house and the next day, Sam came back initiated into the Howlers’ MC. I was so angry with him that I ended our friendship. Sam knew how I felt about the Howlers’ motorcycle gang. Sam knew that I had my suspicions that they were responsible for my father’s and Jessica’s mother’s death, when we were fourteen years old.

  Anyway, Sam didn’t care that I wouldn’t talk to him and ignored him. He was determined to get me to forgive him. He met me every day after school to give me a ride home on his bike—a ride that I would never accept from him, and he knew it. Sam told me once how when a woman rides on the back of their bike, it means she belongs to the rider and she never gets free, and if that rider dies, they pass her around and she becomes a club whore.

  Anyway, Sam would come over on weekends and just sit on the porch while I sat there and did my homework. He would talk to me like nothing ever happened. I had a school science project due, and I had been assigned a partner I had to work with. It was a guy from my class, and I guess some of the other MC members of the club saw me out at the diner with my science partner and called Sam and told him.

  We were sitting on opposite sides of the table and just working on our project when Sam came in and sat next to me. He put his arm around me and scared the guy away. After my so-called partner left, I picked up my books and put them in my bag. I waited for Sam to move out of the way so that I could get up, which he didn’t. He turned my face to him and told me I was his. I jerked my face away and stood on the bench seat, and said, “You lost that right the day you turned into a MC. Touch me again and I will have my brother break your hands.”

  I climbed over the seat and other tables and then jumped down and I walked out the door. I heard one of the other bikers say, “Are you going to just let her disrespect you like that, boy? Maybe I should show you how a real man takes a woman and makes her his bitch.” That was a year into the gang.

  Sam was killed that next weekend on some sort of motorcycle run. It was said that he had been shot in the back. My brothers and I went to the funeral. I spoke to Sam for the second time in a year.

  When we were getting ready to leave, I went to the bathroom, and the guy from the diner followed me into the restroom. That was when he told me he shot Sam in the back and that I was going to be his new bitch—that nobody disrespects a Howler MC. That was when I really started taking Bradley’s training and my self-defense classes seriously. I started practicing every day, and I became the best in my classes.

  Because of Sam, I was noticed by the Howlers’ MC. I had told Bradley what had happened at the diner and in the bathroom at the funeral. Bradley went ballistic when I told him. He bought me a car so that I would no longer be walking home. He had new windows and doors put on and in the house. He put in a new security system.

  But one night after my self-defense class. I was getting gas, and I went in to pay. When I came back out, I was grabbed and shoved into a black van. I tried to fight, but the guy landed on top of me and got my hand above me and cuffed me to a chain on the floor of the van. He never got off me in the van. He told me to go ahead and fight him. It would just make it worse for me, because he would let everyone have a turn with me. He put a bag over my head so that I could not see anything. He dragged me from the van and into the Howlers’ MC bar. He hung my hands over my head on something, and once he had everyone’s attention, he took the bag off my head and said he had a new bitch to claim, and to do what Sam was too pussy to do. That’s when, Jacob, Sam’s dad, came up behind him and punched him out and said, “No one is to touch this girl,” and that I was under his protection. He got me down and took me back to my car.

  I explained to Jacob what happened at the diner and that asshole killed his son. Jacob asked me how I knew how his son had died. I explained how the asshole had followed me into the restroom the day of the funeral and told me he killed Sam, and that I would be his new bitch, soon.

  Jacob told me that I would be safe as long as he was alive. Then he made me promise to tell Bradley everything, and for a long time Bradley would not let me out of his sight after that.

  “Wow, I am sorry that you had to go through all of that, little one,” said Jonathan. “But thank you for telling me.”

  “Oh, that is not all. On my twenty-first birthday, Bradley gave me a metal fighting stick. It was beautiful. It had all these buttons on it and you could make it into two fighting batons and they also had two blades that came out of each end. Anyway, on my birthday Bradley let me go out with my girlfriends that night, and after having drinks, we girls would go dance. Well, that was when the asshole Greg had noticed me again. We had just gotten back to our table and gotten our new drinks when I felt someone coming up behind me. I saw a look of fear and horror on Jessica’s face. I slammed my wine glass down and broke it, just as Greg fisted my hair and said, ‘Aw, here is my new bitch.’ I cut him with the wine glass, at his throat, and told him I was no one’s bitch.

  “Just then he let go of my hair and Bradley had him bent over, walking him out the door. I looked at Jess told her to call Daniel, and I followed Bradley out the door. Bradley had broken Greg’s nose and his hands for touching me.”

  Jonathan laughed. “That is why we call him knuckles. He always goes for shattering their knuckles. They can’t fight back if their hands are broken.”

  “Anyway,” I said, “we were suddenly surrounded by the Howlers’ MC. The Pres. of the MC’s walked out of the club with a woman on a leash.

  “At that moment I felt the air shift, and I felt absolute rage from Bradley. Then I noticed the woman looking at Bradley and it was like she was suddenly been pulled to go to him, but she was yanked back and fell to her knees. The Pres. fisted her hair, and looked at her and said, ‘Bitch, know your place; or do you want to become a club pet?’ The Pres. looked at Bradley, sizing him up.

  “‘Why have you attacked one of my men?’ he asked.

  “‘Because your man here seems to th
ink he can just take what is not his.

  “The Pres. looked me over and said, ‘You look familiar. Have we met?’

  “‘Not directly,’ I answered.

  “But then the Pres. stopped and really looked at me. ‘You’re that sheriff’s beautiful daughter, weren’t you?”

  “I glared at him. ‘Yes, I was.’

  “‘Tragic what happened to him and that beautiful lady at the station that day.’ He shook his head and walked over to Greg. ‘Why did you touch this woman, son?’

  “‘Because she was disrespectful to Sam when he was one of us. But Sam, was a pussy and wouldn’t take her and show her how things are done.”

  “‘I was not Sam’s to take, and I am no one’s bitch either,’ I said. The Pres. was still looking over Greg’s wounds. ‘Boys take him to the hospital. He is going to need stitches.

  Tell me, had you ever been on the back of Sam’s bike?’

  “‘No.’

  “‘Have you ever been to the clubhouse?’

  “‘Forcefully, once, yes.’

  “‘What does that mean?’ he asked.

  “‘Greg and his friends jumped me one night and threw me into the back of a van, and kidnapped me, and tried to make me his, one night. But Jacob Wright stopped him and told them all I was not to be touched.

  “‘Ah, Jacob, is dead now, and you’re a free bitch to be claimed, it seems.” As the Pres. walked past Bradley, Bradley, stated, ‘You will all be dead by morning.’

  “The Pres. went to the woman on her knees and said, ‘Come, bitch, it’s time to make you a club pet.’ As he dragged her, she tried to get up quickly, but it was not quick enough, and her knees bled.

  “Bradley and I were surrounded by the Howlers’ MC. ‘Do you have that birthday gift I gave you earlier?’’ he asked. I pulled it out of my boot, and he smiled at me. ‘Thank God, it’s not in your purse,’ he said.

  “‘I know better than that. You have taught me well.’

  “He looked at me. ‘This is not a game, Kate. Go for the kill, or you won’t survive.”

  “As we started circling, One of the Howlers’ MC had come at me, and I fought back blow for blow. I noticed Bradley had already taken out four guys, just as I made my move to slice the Howlers’ throat.

  “Cooper, my brother, had come running and jumped and flipped off one of the cars and into the fight. He fought by our sides. The Pres. took off on his bike when he notices, he was not going to win. The rest of the Howler’s MC ran the moment they heard the cops approaching.

  “That night we were taken in by my other brother, Daniel, but Bradley, had us out in a matter of an hours. He called in some favors and he found out that the captain’s daughter had also been taken by the Howlers’ MC. He vowed to take them out and to help find the captain’s daughter.

  “Bradley took us back to his security firm and Jess and I were put on lockdown. Cooper, and his new girlfriend, Amanda, who is a doctor, was also told to stay with us.

  “Bradley and his men went after the Howlers’ MC, and they took them all out that night.

  Bradley came back with his Molly, that night and the Howlers’ MC were no more. In fact, Bradley helped all the women in the clubhouse that night. He set them up with doctors and places to stay and helped them find jobs. He also found the captain’s daughter. She had only been missing for about a week. Amanda helped check the girl’s out and Bradley was known for getting rid of the Howlers’ MC.”

  Going After Jessica

  CHAPTER 12

  We dozed off for a couple more hours. Jonathan woke to a text. “Bradley needs us at the house soon,” he said. “Okay, let me get cleaned up.”

  After showering, I came out of the bathroom in a towel. Jonathan growled as I bent over to put my thong on. I barely made it to my knees before he had me bent over my dresser and slammed his cock into me. I gasped the sudden fullness I felt inside me. Jonathan held me down by the nape of my neck and thrusted hard. “O, Jonathan, yes please.” He fisted my hair, pulling me back hard on his cock as he slammed inside.

  “Cum now, little one,” he said, and I exploded as he held my gaze in the mirror.

  He leaned over me as he caught his breath and apologized for being so rough. He kissed my back and then pulled out of me. I got dressed and Jonathan zipped himself back into his black ops gear. Jonathan held his hand out to me. “Are you ready?”

  I held up my finger and said, “I need a minute.”

  I walked over to the basket of crystals. I grabbed a few small ones. I held them in my hands, and said a spell, (Praesidium velle laedere senses alios), and I pictured a necklace being formed in my hands, and a bright flash of light happened in my hands and then I pulled up the necklace and put it on. I walked over to Jonathan and said, “Now I am ready.”

  “What is this for?” He touched the necklace.

  “It’s to block me from feeling emotions, for when I need to use magic in front of Dominic and any one else who has an issue with it.”

  I flashed us over to Jonathan’s in that moment. We landed in the kitchen in the middle of breakfast.

  Dominic stood immediately and came over to me. “I’m sorry about last night.” I gasped at the bruises on his face and body. “I will try better to rain in my feelings, so you don’t feel them. I know you are not responsible for what happened to my family, but I’m just having a hard time with you using your powers around me.” He held out his hand to me as a peace offering.

  “Thank you, Dominic, for your kind words. I have found a better way for your emotions not to touch me while I use my power now.” I touched my necklace. “But, forgive me, what happen to your face?” I asked.

  Jonathan interrupted us. “Yeah, my wolf kind of lost it when he felt your pain and you disappeared or flashed back to the cabin last night. Especially because you showed me what the pain felt like yesterday.”

  “Ah,” I said. “Both of you come with me.” I turned to walk to Jonathan’s office.

  They followed me to Jonathan’s office, and I closed the door behind us. I walked straight to Dominic and placed my hand over his heart, and my hand began to glow and suddenly went through Dominic’s body, and every bruise and soreness left his body.

  “What was that?” Dominic said.

  Jonathan had just watched all the bruises fade from Dominic’s body. “Kate healed you,” Jonathan said in awe.

  “Now, I want you to show me what happened that day your family died.” I held out a crystal to Dominic and he took it and placed the crystal in his palm, and he began to show us his memory of that day. I was a bit surprised that Dominic already knew how to make the crystal work without my help to explain how it worked. Then I saw exactly how and why he knew how to work a crystal. His mother and sisters were actual witches.

  Horror struck me when I saw a man with red eyes and a small burned handprint on his face. My knees buckled to the floor and Jonathan caught me.

  “No, no, no—it can’t be!” I was breathing heavily when Jonathan picked me up and sat with me in his lap.

  “Did Dominic hurt you? What happened?” I could feel Jonathan trying not to lose control.

  “No, Dominic didn’t hurt me. I saw a man with a burned handprint on his face.” Jonathan knew what I was saying. I had shown him the memory flashes I had the night we mated, and I ran off because Momma’s scent was calling me.

  “Dominic, we are after the same man,” I said. “The man with the red eyes and the burned handprint on his cheek is the same beast who killed my Momma. That handprint is mine. His Name is Owen Ambers. He was Nephilim. Now he is half demon, and vampire, and who knows what else he has picked up over the years. He is a son of Lucifer the fallen angel,” I said. “He has been trying to kill and take my family’s powers for about a century now.”

  Just then someone knocked on the door. Dominic went to open it. Bradley came in. “There is movement at the Wrights’ place. We need to discuss the plan.”

  I nodded to Bradley. “Just give us a moment, please
.” I looked to Dom. “I promise you we will find him, and we will deal with this together as a pack. But right now, can you let it go and help me save my sister?” Dom nodded and stepped back.

  Well, at least he is trying now, I thought. We all headed back to the kitchen and Jonathan had sat down in his chair and held out his hand. I gave him a look and my hand. Then he pulled me onto his lap. “This is just how it is,” He said. He held some food to my lips. I looked at him and then to my brother, Bradley wasn’t even paying attention and then back to Jonathan. I took the bite from his hand timidly, and ate, but it just felt too intimate to eat everything from his hand while everyone was around.

  “I can feel how uncomfortable you are feeling little one,” he said in my thoughts. “Why does this bother you so much?”

  “Because it is very intimate,” I stated, as we had a silent conversation.

  “Yes, but it shows to me and our pack that you are comfortable, and you trust me deeply to care for you and to protect you. It also shows them that I take care of what is mine and that includes them as my pack.”

  I drank my coffee while Bradley explained the plan to get Jessica back. “We will take out as many of the men as we can without them knowing, while you are trading the computer for Jessica and we will deal with the rest,” said Dominic.

  “Kate, they know you can fight and take care of yourself, so beware of your surroundings. The guy made the comment that he wanted you, when he was on the phone. The guy tried to have you drugged and brought to him before when Tom attacked you. It wouldn’t surprise me one bit if they try and use a tranquilizer gun, since they can’t get close to you,” said Jonathan with a growl. Jonathan felt the necklace around my neck. “Will this be a problem for you if it is blocking your ability to feel what is around you?”

  “No, it’s not a problem for me,” I said. “I will use my shifter senses.”