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Chapter 6

I woke up again feeling like my body was on fire. Looking next to me I saw David asleep and saw the doctor from before at her desk typing on her laptop. My stomach felt like I was being stabbed all over again and I but my tongue to keep myself from yelling out and waking David up. I tried to sit up and the doctor looked in my direction.

“You can’t be sitting up. What’s wrong?” Her voice was urgent but quiet as she rushed over to me.

“Everything hurts. I feel like I’m on fire.” My eyes were watering as I closed them and grasped the rails of the bed.

“I’ll get you something to numb the pain okay? It’ll only take a second.” I heard her moving around quickly and opened my eyes to see her putting more stuff into needles. As she came back over to me though, I could feel a pain in my shoulders and I was surrounded in a white light like a few days ago. I screamed and the white light was suddenly gone again, as was the pain. I felt amazing.

David was awake now and looking at me in shock, as was the doctor.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, concerned. I was sitting up in the bed and looked down. My skin had no blemishes or cuts. The gauze was gone and I watched as my wound closed up, no scar left behind. I was wearing white skinny jeans and a white crop top that were as white as could be. Looking up into a mirror that was across from me, I saw that my face was flawless, my lashes longer, my hair even thicker and shinier than before, cascading down my shoulders in curls. I looked a few years older, and coming from my shoulder blades… were wings! Beautiful white wings! I looked down at my wrist with the outline of angel wings. Right before my eyes, the tattoo changed until it resembled the ones I had. Looking back up at David, a small smile spread across my face.

“As confused as I am, I’m so happy that all of those wounds are gone. But what am I? How is this possible?” The doctor decided to speak.

“Elena, I’m Lily. The doctor of David’s pack. But we’ll get into that later. Your parents were angels, and when they gave birth to you, you became the last angel child to ever be born. You were a miracle child. You’re sixteen, but your memories were altered so that you couldn’t be found by bad supernaturals like the vampires who tried to kill you. The more you know, the stronger your aura becomes. It’s like a beacon to supernaturals, it makes you easier to find. We can help protect you, but you need to trust us.” I was quiet for a few moments.

Pack? What did she mean by pack? And how on earth was I an angel? My memories had been hidden from me. How was I supposed to get them back? What had I missed over the past fourteen— actually sixteen— years? I looked over to David, who was taking in every bit of me in awe. I finally looked and felt right. Looking in the mirror across from me I couldn’t blame him. I was an example of what an angel was supposed to look like. I trusted David because my parents told me to. Maybe he could even help me get back whatever my memories were supposed to be.

“Okay. I’ll trust you. Just don’t make me regret it.” David smiled happily and hugged me tight.

“We won’t make you regret it.” He let go of me and reached out a hand to touch one of my wings. His hand stroked the delicate feathers gently before taking a step back and sitting down on the chair next to the bed. “Your necklace is gone,” he pointed out. Looking down I saw that he was right. It came off after my wings released themselves from my shoulder blades. As sad as it made me, there were other things that needed to be worried about. I had to keep surviving for my parents.

“So what do we do now?” I asked.

“We need to take you to the pack. You’ll be safest there with all of my pack members. We’ll be able to find out what we need to about the angel children and we can train you on how to protect yourself.” I heard Ziva whine from down next to my feet and I picked her up.

“Alright. How’re we getting there?”

“Well, you could always ride on my back,” David said with a wink. Blood rushed to my cheeks and I saw him smirk before I smacked him on the back of his head. “Ow!”

“That’s what you get for flirting.”

“Oh, so I’ll get punished if I flirt?” He said with a mischievous smile. Whack! Another smack to his head as Lily burst out laughing.

“Dang, I never would’ve thought my ma— I mean… I never would’ve thought you be so feisty,” he whined, rubbing the back of his head with a pouty look on his face. Oh my God… I’d read enough on werewolves to know what he was going to say.

“No way…” I whispered, scrambling to my feet and backing away from David, Ziva still in my arms.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m… I’m your… your mate?” David’s eyes widened in shock at the fact that I had caught his mistake.

“I didn’t say that,” he lied, earning another smack. Lily chuckled.

“If you keep this up David, the girl’s going to pummel you,” she said through her laughter. He glared daggers at her and she tried her best to compose herself.

“Don’t lie to me,” I said sternly.

“Noted,” he mumbled. His eyes were downcast as he shuffled his feet before standing up. I couldn’t help but feel bad.

“Lily, could I have a moment alone with David?” I asked politely.

“Yes L— Elena. Just try not to beat him up too much,” she said with a wink, taking Ziva gently from my arms and leaving the building. Turning back to David, I felt what must have been the mate pull stronger than it was before I had released my wings. Slowly reaching out, I placed my hand on his chest, slowly sliding it down to his belt. I admired his covered abs and pectoral muscles on the way down before I reached both arms around his waist in a tight hug.

“I’m sorry for smacking you… multiple times,” I whispered into his black t-shirt. His arms circled around me just above my wings, making me feel warm and safe.

“It’s alright, I kind of deserved it for being a perv,” he said with a chuckle. “I just didn’t want you being legitimately mad at me. I finally have you back, I can’t stand the thought of you being mad at me. Because… well…”

“Because we’re mates?”

“... Yeah.” He rested his chin and suddenly I gasped, taken out of reality.

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