Chapter Eight

Peyton's POV:

"Ow... Peyton, I swear to god if you don't stop, I'm going to break your arm," My beautiful angel said as I held her arms behind her back.

"You told me to teach you some moves... you can't get pissed at me for teaching you," I tell her, still holding her. The next thing I know, I was flipped over her back, laying on the ground, looking up at her as she rubs her arms. "What was that?" I ask her, shocked.

"You were hurting me, you asshole," She tells me as I get up, slowly.

"I didn't want to hurt you," I say, sadly as my wolf lectures me.

"Well, I'm fine now," She tells me in an 'it doesn't really matter' manner. "Now, go get me a drink," She tells me.

"I ain't your slave," I tell her.

"I'm asking you because I have no clue where the kitchen is," She tells me, reminding me that I invited her to the packhouse.

"Follow me, angel," I say, accidentally using that nickname.

"I don't like that nickname," She tells me as she sits at the island.

"Great, another reason to call you it then," I tell her. In return, I get an eye roll.

"Where did you even learn to fight?" I ask her while giving her a bottle of water.

"My school offered a martial arts class that we were required to take," She answers before taking a swig of her water.

"You know, I'm actually really happy I met you," I tell her, looking right at her as she stares at her water bottle.

"You know what, me too," She says, looking up at me with her beautiful smile and her emerald green eyes.

I continued staring at her, debating on whether to kiss her or not, then I finally looked away, deciding not to.

"Didn't you have school today?" She suddenly asks me.

"No, I gotta go back tomorrow," I tell her, giving her a smile.

"Then I won't have anyone to hang out with," She gives me a pout, a cute pout might I add.

"What about that one chick you brought with you?" I ask her, not remembering her name.

"Who, Tara?" She asks. "She's hanging out with Spencer," She says. "And Lea is going to school," She finishes.

"I could always skip, just to hangout with you," I tell her, in hope that she wants to.

"I couldn't ask you to do that, as much fun as that sounds, school is more important than hanging out with-" I cut her off.

"You're not asking me to do anything, I'm merely coming up with an idea," I tell her.

"Won't your mum get mad?" She asks.

"She'd be fine," I told her.

"Are you sure?" She asks, looking up at me nervously.

"Positive," I tell her, moving a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"Alright then," She says, getting up out of the seat. "Teach me more fighting moves," She says.

"Gladly," I tell her, following her into the gym.

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A couple of hours have passed since we finished practicing fighting. We've been watching movies and shows together, and I'm loving every second of it. I have my arm on the back of the loveseat that we're both sitting on. My angel is laying her head on my open arm, making me feel at peace. Once in a while, she'll mindlessly grab my fingers and play with them.

"Peyton-" Her voice is close to a whisper.

"Yes, Angel," I ask her.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" She asks, looking up at me.

"Why not? You're fun to be around," I tell her, surprised by her question.

"Yeah, but-" I didn't let her finish.

"Look, Cambry... I've never really hung out with a girl, just to hang out with them... I usually fuck and leave... I love hanging out with you, it's different... you're different. Most girls just want sex anyway... but you actually want a relationship- whether it's a friendship or other... and I'm happy with that. You make me happy every time I'm around you." I tell her, that's actually the first time in forever that I have shared my thoughts and feelings. (Even though some of them are lies)

"You're so sappy," She says, looking up at me again. "But, sweet." She finishes, still staring at me. Fuck, I just wanna kiss those perfect lips. 'Do it, I wanna know what she tastes like' my wolf says.

"You're beautiful," I blurted out before looking away from her perfection to the t.v. hiding my blush.

"OH MY GOSH!!!" She screams, I quickly look at her to find her staring at me with a playful smile. "You're blushing," She points out while poking my cheeks. I sweetly smile at her before tackling her down to the couch and tickling her, causing her to let out that beautiful laugh.

"You wanna make fun of me some more?" I asked, tickling her all over.

"Peyton, please stop," She chokes out as she can't stop laughing. "Stop tickling me," She begs, but I just won't stop.

"And what are you going to do if I don't?" I ask her while continuing to torture her.

"I- d-on-t know," She forces out. "J-ust ple-ase sto-p, I'm goi-ng to pee," She says, squirming under me.

"Fine," I tell her, tickling her a little more before stopping and staying on top of her, staring at her beauty.

"Why are you-" Before she could finish, I slammed my lips to hers. I've been waiting to do this for ages, it seems like. I fucking love her. How could I not, the moon goddess set us up. I don't care if she's human, she's mine, and I will do anything and everything to keep her.

Once I pulled away from her, she was in a daze, slowly sitting up as I got off of her. "I'm going to go," She says softly, but loud enough for me to hear.

"Please don't go," I tell her while taking her hand in mine.

"I-um- my mum is probably worried about me," She lies. I decided to let her go, watching as she grabbed her bag and walked out the door. I'll see her soon, I hope.