Filed to story: Maleah The Angel Of Death Novel
“I hate being away from the territory; I hate that I can’t let Fortune out whenever she needs it, and I hate the rules and regulations I have to abide by in parks. We have to shift in a cubicle, and even though there are Guards, it’s no guarantee that my belongings will still be there when I return. I have been traveling for long enough to know where I can go to shift as I please and where I know my team can keep an eye on my surroundings for me,” she says.
I stop walking to pull her into my arms, and as I place her head against my chest, I tell her I am sorry she has to follow some stupid rules and regulations. “I am glad I never have to stay in a town or city for too long; Commander or I would lose our minds if we had to go a day without running through the forest. If you want to let Fortune out for a run, just let me know; Commander would like to see his Mate again,” I say as I let my hands roam up and down her back.
We stay like this for a few more minutes before I pull back and do what I have been wanting to do ever since Dad pointed out that our Mate-bond started to form: I press my lips against hers. My hand slides to her nape as I gently bite her lower lip to gain access to her mouth, and the moment she gasps, I let my tongue slip into her mouth, ready to explore every inch of her mouth.
By the time I break the kiss, both of us are breathing heavily, and I know she can feel my raging hard-on against her body. I place my head against her forehead as I look into her eyes. “I don’t think I will be able to sleep without you by my side, Angel. Would you mind if I stayed with you? I just want to sleep with you in my arms,” I say as I press her closer to my body, and I see her turning a few different shades of red as my rock-hard cock presses against her.
“I don’t think I would get any sleep if I spend the night alone, and Fortune would like to go for a run in the morning with Commander,” Maleah answers me, and Commander is howling in my head at the prospect of having another moment with his Mate. We continue our walk to her house, and as we approach it, I see someone I could have done without: Maleah’s Mother.
Luckily she hasn’t seen us yet, and reluctantly I let my arm slip away from Maleah.
“Mother, what are you doing here?” she asks while I link the guard at the gate.
“Why the hell wasn’t I informed that Tara wanted entry to the territory?” I ask him, and I find out that this guard was unaware of the fact that she had left our Pack; he was one of our Pack-members that returned the other day for the Spring Ball.
“Do I need to warn anyone else?” he asks, and I tell him to warn his Alphas.
Tara might be Maleah’s Mother, but with her transferring Packs, she can no longer come and go as she pleases; she needs to announce her visit to Maleah, who in return has to ask her Alphas permission for her Mother’s visit – not that I would expect Maleah to accept a visit from her Mother.
I think Tara is aware of that, and that is why she didn’t follow protocol in this case.
Maleah’s p.o.v.
I was feeling giddy after Mack broke our kiss, and I was glad Mack was holding me close, making me feel his rock-hard cock pressing against me.
I was glad he admitted he didn’t want to sleep alone, and Fortune told me she wanted them to spend the night with us. “I want to spend some time with Commander,” she said, and I could see Commander pushing forward when I voiced Fortune’s words out loud – that was until I felt his arm slipping from my waist.
I follow his line of sight, and Fortune roars in my head as I see my Mother standing on the front porch of our house.
“Mother, what are you doing here?” I ask her as she walks down the steps, and I see her looking at Mack with curiosity written all over her face, but I can tell he is linking someone. Probably whoever let her into the territory without following proper protocol, because if protocol had been followed, she wouldn’t be standing here but at the Pack-house.
“I thought I would come pick you up for your stay at Brad’s Pack, and maybe we can discuss your moving there permanently on the drive over there,” she says, and I just shake my head. I doubt she will ever understand why I don’t want to leave this territory.
“Mother, why would I want to move? The parent that loves me unconditionally is living here, I was born in this Pack, and I have my friends here,” I say as I walk past her, and I can tell she wants to object to what I have said.
“The funeral isn’t until next week, and I have no intention of arriving earlier than necessary or staying longer for that matter. You are mated to his Father, and that is where any connection between me and Diablo ends. You will see me the day of the funeral and not a moment sooner. Goodbye, Mother,” I say as I walk into the house, but I turn around when I hear paws thumping on the ground, and in seconds my Mother is surrounded by Lycans.
I know that all of them are Warriors, and a moment later our entire leadership walks from behind some trees with Dad, none of them looking too happy with Mother’s presence.
Dominic makes her understand real fast that he doesn’t like the stunt she pulled. “If you ever set foot in our territory again without following protocol, I will have no trouble throwing you in our dungeons, and I don’t care who your Mate is. Is that clear, Tara?” Dominic growls.
She pales as she gets hit by Dominic’s Alpha aura, and she nods her head as she walks over to her car; the Warriors that are still in their Lycan form follow her as she drives away from the house.
The moment she is out of sight, I jump into Mack’s arms and I wrap my arms and legs around him, not willing to let go for a while. “You handled that very well, Angel. I probably would have buried her….” I don’t let him finish his sentence as I press my lips against his.
I hear some chuckles around us, but I don’t care; I need to feel this connection to Mack, and I don’t give a crap that they see it. Mack doesn’t waste time to deepen the kiss, and I moan the moment his tongue invades my mouth, forcing Dad to growl softly as I press myself closer to Mack’s body.
“Get a room,” I hear Levi growl as we break our kiss, and without thinking twice I answer, “Great idea, Levi.”
I look over Mack’s shoulder at Levi, and I see all of them staring at me with their jaws dropped; they hadn’t seen that one coming. Mack has his face buried in my neck as I hear him softly groan; sounds to me he likes the idea of getting a room too, and I ask Fortune if we should spend the night at home or in Mack’s room.
“I would like to talk to the two of you,” Dad says as he walks past me into the house, and I shrug my shoulders when Mack looks at me questioningly.
When I look up again, I see that the others have left, and I tell Mack we should head inside to hear what Dad has to say; he lowers me to my feet slowly before kissing me again. Yeah, definitely something I could get used to.
Mack follows me into the living room where Dad is waiting for us, and we both sit down on the couch facing Dad, waiting for him to say whatever is on his mind.
“I realized this morning that you will move in with Mack, and for a moment I hated the thought of living here by myself, but Timber pointed out that we didn’t have to keep living here. We discussed what to do with the house if we moved out, and Timber came up with the right solution; we want the two of you to move in here,” Dad says, and I look at him to see if he is kidding, but I can tell that he is very serious about this.
“You get to keep your workspace in the attic and my Grandpups…”
