"I love you."

I sware; I almost said it. I almost said those words; those three words that are so little but mean so much. I know that I love her. Actually, I've known for a while. I'm pretty sure that I fell in love with her the moment I saw her; I was just too ignorant to realize it then.

I know that my brothers feel the same. I can see it on their faces, the way that they look at her. I don't know if they've come to fathom it yet as I have, but it is undeniable. They love her too. And, not that I'd ever confront him about it, I have heard Cole practice it in the mirror -- how he was going to confess his love to Avelyn.

I was so fucking happy that she'd said yes to our proposal, that she'd date all of us. Words can't even express how overjoyed I am at this moment. I just hope that she never realizes that she's far too good for me -- for us. And right now, I've come to a conclusion. I've concluded that she is my mate.

I know she is; there's no way I'd feel like this if she weren't. And I plan on telling her soon, along with those three little words. I just have to make it perfect; it has to be special for her -- my angel, my baby, my mate, my love.

~~~

We're all still sitting here, too ecstatic to move, and we're all still staring at each other with jubilant eyes. I don't think I've ever seen the boys look so happy, and I can't believe that I'm the one who made them feel like that. It makes me feel a sense of pride that I'm the reason they're wearing their handsome smiles.

I clear my throat to get rid of the silence. It's not awkward; in fact, it's a pretty comfortable silence. I just know that if someone doesn't say something now, we'll all probably be sitting here, smiling like dorks, until next week.

"So, what are we going to do this weekend?" I ask, clearing the silence.

It's officially the weekend, so that means no school. Thank the lord Jesus above. I hate school. I like to learn, but I hate school. Especially with all the people who talk shit about me behind my back, and all the guys who don't seem to know where my eyes are. The only way I am able to get through it is because I have my boys -- boyfriends -- and my bestfriend.

"I don't know, actually. What do you want to do?" Ash answers.

"It doesn't matter to me. As long as I'm with you guys, I'll be content with whatever."

Out of nowhere, Xavier's phone starts to ring, suprising everyone. I haven't seen any of the guys on their phones since I first met them, which is a surprise. Usually, all teenagers are constantly on their phones. Not me, though; I don't have one. My parents never found it necessary to get me one, as they don't give a shit what happens to me anyway. He glances at me, and pulls his phone out of his back pocket, holding it up to his ear.

"Hello," he answers.

~~~

"Hello," I answer, confused. I read the caller ID, and it was as labeled 'Jack'. Jack is an old friend -- one we left behind when we left the pack. We were pretty close friends, all of us including Ashton and Cole, but he was nowhere near as close to us as we are with each other. Still though, I have talked to him a couple of times since then. In fact, I talked to him a couple of nights ago, and I told him about Avelyn. I'm just confused as to why he'd be calling me now.

"Hey, Xavier. It's me, Jack," he said.

"I know, Jack. I read the caller ID," I chuckled, still confused as to why he's calling me.

"Right, I knew that," he laughed. "So, remeber how you were telling me about that girl? The one who's a guardian angel?" He quizzed.

"Yes," I answer, apprehensively.

"Before I tell you, I want to make sure that you arent going to freak out. Promise?"

"Yeah, yeah, I promise. Now get on with it, Jack. I'm dying over here."

"Well, being the supportive friend that I am, I just thought I should let you know, so you can protect your girl." He stops, clears his throat, then continues, nervously.

"Back here at the pack, we've run into some trouble when it comes to vampires. Their population has been increasing, and they've been infiltrating pack grounds more and more frequently. We killed most of them, but we kept a few for questioning. We've had them contained for about a week."

"Jack, what are you getting at?" I ask, my nerves skyrocketing. He knows that I think that Avelyn is my mate, and that I think she is my brothers' mate too. And every werewolf knows how much a mate means to another werewolf. He knows that I'd rather die than to see my mate hurt, as would any other shifter. So that's why he's calling me, to warn me of a possible danger to her. He always has been a good and loyal friend -- some of his best qualities. So I know that if he's calling me to warn me of something, then it must be very important.

"Well, even though we've had them imprisoned for a week, one of them finally admitted to their plots earlier today. He said he is a part of an organization of vampires that have been searching for angels for their blood. But not just any angels, guardian angels."

"They want their blood because it is the purest of any blood type, and a vampire's favorite type of blood is the blood that tastes of purity and perfection. Plus, with an angel's ability to heal quickly, they'll have an almost endless supply of blood until that said angel dies of old age. He said they came here searching for one, one by the name of Avelyn. He said their leader has been searching for her for years, and that they want her for themselves."

Once those words left his mouth, my mind became blank for a moment. And my wolf began to rumble with an immense rage, trying to claw its way out, so he can find that vampire and rio him to shreds. I know that my brothers heard Jack's admission, as deep, guttural growls were emitted from their chests.

I look over to Avelyn to find her with a look of bemusement plastered on her beautiful face.

"Xavier, are you still there?" The other line asks. Cole snatches my phone and answers for me, a look of pure fury etched onto his face.

"Where is he?" His voice is laced with so much venom; it isn't like him. But I know that in that moment, I wouldn't have sounded any different.

~~~

"Where is he?" I snarl, not mad at him but mad at the bloodsucker that resides with him.

"Cole?" Jack questions, shock embedded in his tone. Seeing as he hasn't heard from me since my brothers and I left the pack.

"Yeah, it's me. Tell me, what did you do with the leech?"

"Oh, um, we killed him. After he confessed to wanting to find Avelyn, I killed him. But I made sure to make it slow. I knew you guys would've done the same, and I didn't want you all to have to come back to the pack just to kill him. So I did it for you," he answered.

"Good, nice job. Thanks for telling us. But we're going to have to hang up now. We have some vampires to find and kill."

~~~

"Why can't we just take her now? We've already found her," he whines. He's such a fucking baby. I don't even know why I put up with him. Probably because he knows how to get a job done.

I thank the nonexistent-Lord for Avelyn's parents. They're the reason we found her. They gave up her whereabouts, and we didn't even have to torture them for the information. They just really hated their daughter. We killed them yesterday. Not because we had to, but because we wanted to. Their blood tasted rotten.

Even though our plan is to use Avelyn for her blood, even if it inevitablely kills her, I don't tolerate unloving and abusive parents. Because I know a thing or two about neglectful and shitty parents, so killing them was like a sort of revenge against my own -- two people whom are already dead. They've already tasted my wrath, and they died screaming.

"Oh shut up, and quit your whining. We have a job to do, and I'm waiting for the perfect moment to attack. I want to get her when she least expects it, and I don't want her little wolves getting in the way. We're close, but we just need patience. We'll have her soon enough," I laugh, maniacally.

'We're coming, Avelyn, and your little pups won't be able to save you.'

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Sorry it was a short chapter, but I'm going to post a second one either later today or tomorrow to make up for it. I just wanted to add a little suspense before then. So as always, until next time...

Sincerely,

The Annoying Author Lady