I could feel something moving beneath my skin, igniting almost every nerve of pain I held.
My stomach flipped, and bile rose in my throat. I could feel my spine moving back and forth. Pushing against the thin layer of my skin.
My throat hoarse from hours of screaming and crying. Elijah had yet to move from my side, his eyes taunt with worry and distress.
A hint of guilt prevalent in them. I wanted to tell him it was okay, but my voice refused to supply me.
"Addealynn." Elijah stroked my sweat covered forehead, removing the damp hair clumped to my skin.
"Breathe love."
His words were soothing. But they weren't enough. I dug my nails Into the flesh of his smooth hand, he hardly flinched.
I squirmed and moved around frantically. But it did nothing. I couldn't win with this pain, if I made no movement I could hear the skin on my back splitting and if I made movements every stimuli hurt.
Elijah hesitantly flipped my body over, his eyes grazing over my naked back.
"You're almost there."
It didn't feel like it. It felt like an eternity. I clenched my eyes shut, when they ripped through. My fangs dug into my bottom lip, causing blood to smear my chin.
With one final violent tremor of pain the wings ripped through my skin. My body spasmed in pain, the original whiteness of the feathers matted in my own blood.
It was a sickening sight. Felix and Andris sit alongside me not muttering a word. I coughed unable to catch my breath.
"It hurts."
"I know baby."Elijah wiped his sweaty brow, a darkness lingering within his orbs. Bowing his head he muttered lowly," I'm sorry."
"Sorry for having sex with me?" My voice is hoarse and cracks multiple times. I force myself to sit up, holding eye contact with Elijah.
"I could never be sorry because of what we did...I just... I'm sorry it caused you pain."
I smiled at Elijah sweetly, god he was just amazing. In the corner of my eyes I notice Felix and Andris roll their eyes in annoyance.
"I have wings." I say smiling despite the pain spreading and affecting every nerve inside me.
The door slams open and Kristina saunters in her eyes wide and fearful.
"I found five more vampires with the same marking found on Jace."
Andris suddenly stood, and stared deeply at his younger sister. Frown lines etched deeply on his porcelain skin.
"There all dead. In the exact way Jace died." Kristina claimed, shivering slightly.
"What do we do?" I asked casting a look at Andris.
"I don't know, but I know what I'm doing." Kristina muttered, ripping a shaky hand through her hair. Her lips pursed into a thin line.
"I'm getting the fuck out of here."
"What you can't leave!" I snapped standing up despite the pain in my back.
"I can and I will." Kristina sneered."This is your fault we were all well and good until you came along."
"Don't you think I know that!" I hissed my fangs elongating without any consent of mine. My nails digging into the sensitive skin of my palm.
Kristina glared,"I don't care what you know. I just need to get the fuck out of here."
Pivoting on her heel she races towards the door only to run into the angel of death. Her eyes displaying a certain gloom and doom only she would be able to conquer.
"What the fuck!" Kristina yelped her eyes wide.
"No!"
She forced herself away from the angel."You fucking touched me!"
I scoffed, glaring at the Vampire. "Calm down, she's just coming to visit me."
"Why the hell are Angels of death visiting you?" Felix growled his eyes flashing angrily at me. His werewolf nature becoming more prominent.
"Umm it's only one Angel of death." I counter miserably, my eyes darting to the floor to avoid his glare. I take a side step away from the seething Werewolf, only to trip on a book and face plant.
"Damn Addealynn, warn a guy before you trip. I could have looked all heroic and caught you or something." Andris said, I could hear the smirk in his voice.
Growling I quickly stood up and whacked him upside the head. Andris instantly clutched the back of his head in his hands.
"All of you SHUT THE FUCK UP!" The angel of death sneered, her eyes exposing an anger that made me take a small step away from her.
"Look I'm having an off day, I can't find my mate, your fathers a dick, and I'm on my period."
Elijah, Andris, and Felix made a semi disgusted face, which I promptly hit them for.
"I didn't know angels of death had periods?"
"If only we were so lucky." The angel of death sighed, she looked at a chair longingly.
"Do you want to sit?" I asked pulling the chair out for her, only now realizing I'm shirtless and giant bloody wings are hanging off my back.
"I want to...but then I'd have to get back up and deal with Satan's waterfall." The angel of death growled, stomping her foot repeatedly on the ground.
"Who are you?" Kristina said, pure attitude rolling around in her sharp voice.
"Death."
Kristina rolled her eyes,"A name please."
"Less bitchyness please, and my names Carly." Carly answered brushing her blonde hair away from her face.
I never thought death would be blonde! Smiling I take a step forcing a serious facade.
"Is something wrong?" Worry edging my tone.
"No.... I just wanted to see if you had ice cream."
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Three Mates
WerewolfAngels- exactly how they sound angelic, light, and beautiful. Werewolves- possessive, tempermental, and passionate. Vampires- cool, intelligent, calm and collected. Supernatural is wide and vast, many species of amazing and sometimes terrifying bei...