Chapter 4 - Angel's POV

‘We’re entering Moon Crescent Pack territory now,’ I informed my team through the mind link.

Thirty minutes later, we arrived at the Pack house.

The first to greet us was their Beta—and my older brother. Michael Clinn. My heartbeat quickened at the sight of him.

Brother.

"You must be the Wolf Fang Pack members," Michael said, his tone formal and unreadable.

Kayden stepped forward, extending a hand. "We are. I’m Kayden, Beta of the Wolf Fang Pack. Are you the Alpha?"

Michael shook his hand, offering a polite smile. "No, I’m the Beta. Alpha Gabriel will meet us later—he’s busy at the moment."

As if on cue, the Pack house doors burst open, and Gabriel strode out. So much for being busy. More likely, he had sensed my presence.

"So, you’re back," he said, his sharp gaze locking onto me.

Michael frowned. "Who are you referring to, Alpha?"

I had almost forgotten—I was still on my motorbike, helmet concealing my face.

Gabriel smirked. "You might not recognize her at first, Michael. She looks different now. She smells different too—like her pack. But focus, and you’ll know exactly who she is."

I sighed, deciding to put an end to the suspense. Removing my helmet, I met their eyes with a calm smile. "Hi, I’m Slade Angel of Wolf Fang Pack. Nice to see you again, Beta Michael… Alpha Gabriel. It’s been a while."

Michael’s face turned to shock as realization dawned. He stepped forward, but before he could get too close, Kayden moved between us, protective as always.

"Who do you think you are to block me from my own sister?" Michael growled.

Kayden didn’t budge. "Sister? I know what you did to her, Michael. I won’t let you hurt her again. She’s here for training, nothing more. When it’s over, she’s leaving with us."

I sighed, about to intervene when suddenly, Gabriel grabbed my wrist.

"Leaving? What do you mean by that?" he demanded.

Kayden and Michael immediately stopped arguing and turned toward us. Kayden took a step forward, but Michael held him back. Simon, Aden, and Lea were also on high alert, waiting for my signal.

I yanked my hand free. "As Kayden said, I’ll leave when the training is done. I’m no longer part of this pack, Gabriel. You have no right to question me."

"No! You belong here!" Gabriel’s voice was sharp, almost desperate.

Something inside me snapped. Slade stirred, furious at his audacity.

‘Let me out. I want to deal with him,’ she growled.

‘Not yet, Slade. We can’t shift here.’

‘I don’t need to shift to put him in his place. Let me out.’

I sighed, knowing she wouldn’t back down. Instead of fighting her, I let her take control.

I shoved Gabriel back, creating space. When I opened my eyes again, my glowing sapphire blue gaze met his shocked expression.

"Never touch me again with your disgusting hands!" Slade snarled.

Gabriel’s expression hardened. "Who do you think you are to push me? Have you forgotten that I am your Alpha, Slade Angel?"

Slade let out a cold laugh. "Alpha? Of whom? Certainly not me. I’m not your pack member anymore, Gabriel. And don’t touch me again. I don’t care what your rank is. As far as I know, we’re here to HELP your weak warriors. Isn’t that why we’re here? To train your weak pack?"

The words hit their mark. Gabriel’s jaw tightened, and for the first time, I noticed it—he looked different. Weaker. Tired.

His eyes flickered with something unreadable before he exhaled sharply. "Michael, take care of them. Show them to their rooms. Training starts tomorrow morning. I’ll be inside, making a call to Mark."

And just like that, he walked away.

‘Weak,’ Slade scoffed before relinquishing control back to me.

Michael turned to me hesitantly. "Can I approach my sister now?"

Kayden glanced at me, silently asking if he should allow it. I gave a small nod.

Michael took that as permission and pulled me into a hug. His embrace was warm, familiar—something I hadn’t felt in two years. Despite everything, it still felt like home.

"I missed you, Angel. I’m sorry for making you feel like you were nothing. I was a fool back then," Michael murmured.

My throat tightened. I wanted to forgive him. I wanted to say that everything was okay now. But the pain of the past still lingered.

"Can you show us our rooms?" I said instead. "I don’t want to talk about the past right now."

His face fell slightly, but he nodded. "Alright. Follow me."

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The Pack house hadn’t changed at all. Same walls. Same hallways. Same memories.

Michael assigned rooms to Kayden, Aden, Lea, and Simon before finally stopping in front of a door.

My old room.

"I never changed anything. I cleaned it regularly, waiting for the day you’d come back. I just… I hope one day, you can forgive me, Angel." His voice was thick with regret.

I swallowed hard. "Michael… I don’t know if I can forgive you yet."

He nodded, understanding. "I’ll leave you to rest. Training starts at seven tomorrow. We’ll introduce you to the warriors later."

"Okay. Thanks."

Michael left, and I stepped inside, scanning the room. It looked exactly how I left it. He really had taken care of it.

I walked over to the wall where my old photos still hung. My fingers brushed against them, a wave of nostalgia washing over me.

A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.

Before I could answer, the door opened.

No permission. No hesitation