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He waits for everyone to quiet down again. “We will be having Angel’s Luna ceremony tomorrow night. I know it’s fast, but there is a reason for that.” He stops looking down at me before taking my hand in his and kissing it. “Angel was held captive by vampires for seven years. Apparently, vampires like the taste of Guardian blood. They have put a bounty on her head for seven million dollars. The other day, we were attacked by vampires in the canyon and today, we were attacked again at the offices in the city.”
Liam waits again as the pack members mumble their discomfort at this knowledge. “The vampires are coming for your Luna, but they will not take her from us.” More cheering explodes in the dining hall. He raises his hands for quiet. “Canyon Ridge Pack will fight with us. They are aware of the dangers to their Guardians and we are reinforcing our alliance with them, mixing our patrols so that our warriors learn their lands and theirs learn ours. In addition, starting tomorrow morning, our packs will train together, twice a day. I will have new training rosters posted later this evening. Any questions?”
Liam fields questions for thirty minutes before saying goodnight and walking us out of the dining room.
He sends me to bed as he goes to finish getting ready for tomorrow and waits for Dustin. I shower and crawl into bed, struggling to sleep until I feel his warmth surround me. I can feel his exhaustion as we fall asleep curled up together.
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I knew my conversation with Dustin would be rough. No one wants to hear that their mate has been through the horrors that his has been through. But, as his Alpha, it’s my job to make sure that he knows and that I’m the one to tell him.
When he knocks on the door to my office, I tell him to come in and have a seat. I go to the bar in my office and pour us both a bourbon, coming to sit beside him.
“That bad, huh?” He asks me, taking a sip of the amber liquid.
“Dustin, you know what it was like for Angel when she first got here.” I say, watching as he looks into his glass, looking for answers that he won’t find.
“Yeah.” He says quietly.
‘Angel told me about Sarah. Sebastian, the one that came for her today, didn’t just feed on her. He abused her daily for the seven years that she was prisoner.” He puts his glass down, standing and walking to my wall, punching a hole in it.
He leans his head against the wall, pulling his hand out of the hole he created. “I knew it was bad. I knew it had to be based on how she responded to seeing him again.” He turns to me. “How do I help her? How do I help her heal from that? How do I make her feel safe?”
I stand, walking to my friend and putting a hand on his shoulder. “I wish I had answers for you, but I’m still trying to figure it out myself. All I can say is to be there for her, be what she needs you to be and let her set the pace. She’s dealing with a lot and honestly, she’s doing better than I would have thought. That’s positive.”
He nods his head, taking a deep breath. “Do you think she’d go to see Dr. Phillips? Maybe there is something that she can do to help her heal, you know, internally?”
“I think that’s a great idea, if you can get her to go. But again, I’d suggest letting her set the pace. If she’s resistant, either give her time or see if Angel can help sway her.”
He nods and I lead him back to the chairs, pushing him down in his and handing him his glass. He shoots it down and I grab the bottle and pour him another.
“I need to get back upstairs. I expected her to have nightmares, but now, I can be positive that she will.” He looks up at me. “Angel seemed okay with Cyran being with her all night, right?”
“Yes. She was comfortable with Cyran and didn’t have nightmares when he stayed with her. She inay be more comfortable with Leon than you being in the room with her, especially given her history.”
He gets up to leave. “Thank you, Alpha.”
“Let me know what either of you need. If she’s going to be your mate, she’s part of our pack now.”
“She IS my mate. She’ll be part of the pack, no matter how long it takes me to convince her.”
When he’s gone, I finish up the last of things I needed to do, posting the training roster for the next few days. When I crawl into bed with Angel, I’m exhausted. I let her warm body and calming scent pull me into my own dreamless sleep.
The next morning, Angel and I get ready and head down to the canyon to train with the pack. I heard Sarah screaming once during the night, but only once. I’m hoping that means that Leon being there helped her feel safe.
When we get to the training grounds, I’m excited to finally see what Angel is capable of. I know her training with Clint is important, but so far, he hasn’t had her sparring. I need to know that she is a strong and intelligent fighter.
When we get there, I make sure that my warriors are divided up with Rik’s. There are about 500 warriors in total, 300 of mine and 200 hundred of Rik’s. He and Chase are here working with the warriors, but I need to work with Angel.
I pull her off to the side. “Okay, show me what you’ve got.” I tell her and get in a defensive stance.
I watch her frown at me. “What are you talking about?”
“I need to see how good you are, so go ahead, take a shot at me.”
“I’m not going to hit you Liam.”
“Angel,” I say and stand up out of my defensive stance. “I need to know what kind of training you had before, what you remember and how strong you are. So,” I say, getting back into my defensive stance. “Hit me.”
She begins what I can only describe as a gentle sparring. None of her hits are meant to hurt me, none are strong enough to even knock me back on my heels. I need her to really show me what she’s got. “Angel.” I say and I see Rik looking at me from behind her.
“Piss her off.” He mouths to me.
“Angel,” I say again. “I thought you said your father was a lead warrior.” I say, taking Rik’s advice.
“He was, he was a great fighter.”
“So…what? He didn’t teach you to fight?”
“Of course he did. I know how to fight. I just don’t want to fight you.”
I nod, as if I understand what she’s saying to me. “I think maybe you thought he was higher up in the ranks than you knew. Based on what I’m seeing, he wasn’t that great of a fighter.”
I can see I hit a nerve. Her eyes flashed golden for a moment so I push. “I mean, if he had been any good, he would have taught you, his daughter, how to at least throw a punch. What you’re giving me is a bunch of…”
Her flat palm hits me directly in my sternum with so much strength, it whips me my feet and causes the air to whoosh out of my lungs. off
“There she is.” I say quietly to myself. you
“My father was a good man. He worked hard and I bet he could take Liam Holstin.” She yells at me.
I get back to my feet but before I can let her know I was trying to get a rise out of her, Rik starts instigating her. “That’s it Angel. Show him what being mated to at Guardian really looks like.”
She turns and looks at me, her chest heaving in her anger. I curl my fingers at her in a ‘come get me’ motion, and holy hell does she. I’ve seen Cara spar, but it didn’t prepare me for my little Guardian when she lets loose.
There’s an obvious difference between Cara, who was born a Guardian and Angel, who is a reincarnated Guardian. Angel’s Guardian spirit has experience, knowledge, and pure grit. My girl is a fiend on the battlefield. Once she unleashes on me, it’s all I can do to stay on my feet and keep ahead of her. She’s everywhere, fists flying at every part of my body, legs sweeping to knock me down, kicks aimed at incapacitating me. It takes every bit of training and Alpha strength that I have to keep up with her.
When I finally get an in, I grab her arm, whipping her around, pulling her back to my front, and holding her in my grasp. I move my head just in time to miss her head bashing into my nose. When she begins kicking trying to get away from me, I pull us down to the ground, sitting her on my lap. “My father was a good man, a strong and powerful warrior.” She spits out.
“I know he was. I’m sorry love. I was just trying to get you to really spar with me. I didn’t mean it. I know he was a strong warrior. He raised an amazing and powerful daughter.” I hold her until she settles.