Hey loyal readers and amazing people! I want to thank you all for those wonderful reviews that I received. They were spectacular and I even cried in some of them so keep 'em going! I just wanted to say sorry for the longest update yet! My internet has been very crappy and here in Puerto Rico a small earthquake had some of us startled so again sorry but an update wasn't possible 'till today :DD! Any way to make up for the wait I wrote an extra long chapter! so yeah! again sorry, I can't tell you how sorry I am!

Stop Max! Get it together and stop it, you're acting like a little girl!

I angrily wiped the tears from my eyes after I thought my pathetic breakdown was under control. Feeling hurt and angry I pushed him away with all the strength I could muster and him not expecting my shove, fell to the ground.

"I repeat: don't touch me!" My voice sounded stronger now that my initial shock was replaced by anger. Standing up I moved away from him and clenched one of my hands, preparing to punch the living day lights out of him in case he didn't get the message.

He wiped his hands on his jeans and stood up, assessing my tear stained face. He ignored my warning and he took little steps closer to me. When I snarled at him he paused in mid step, hesitating. I could see his pained expression from here but I could care less about what he felt this time.

He stared at me for a long time before trying to speak. "Listen Max, I–" but I cut him off before he could utter a sentence.

"Why should I listen to you Fang? I trusted you! I told you everything about me and you couldn't tell me something as important as you having wings! I understand that maybe it wasn't the right time or that you weren't ready but you weren't even going to tell me, were you?" I yelled at him.

"Max, you have it all wrong−"he started but got cut off.

"I have it all wrong?" I shouted, walking closer to him and getting all in his face. "You bet I did 'cause here I was concerned about you, wondering what your deal possibly was, only to know you'd been sneaking around, meeting Ari and hiding your whole life from me. I'm telling you how wrong I had it! You actually have the decency to ask me to listen to you? Why should I? I spent weeks Fang, weeks with you and now I actually realized I have absolutely no idea of who you are! Enlighten me Fang; tell me why I should give a damn about what you could possibly say."

My words were annoying the crap out of him, I could tell. His eyes were flashing and he kept pinching the bridge of his nose in a sign I recognized as annoyance. What irked me was that he stood quiet; taking everything I threw at him, which was so unlike him. He stood motion-less, letting me bait him, but his posture and the stiffness of his jaw gave him away.

I wanted him to answer me, I wanted to see him try to get away from this one but he just pressed his lips firmly together and said nothing. I walked so close to him that my nose was inches away from his and baited him even further, or tried to.

"Well, are you going to stand there all night or are you going to do–" and then I was cut off by his lips. Completely stunning me, he forcefully grabbed my face and roughly pulled it up to meet his, cutting off any remark or statement I was about to utter. His angry lips moved hard against mine, his mouth slanting over mine again and again, cold and harsh.

I could tell how mad he really was; he poured every emotion he hadn't given away into this kiss. I tried to fight him, I really did but he wasn't in the mood to fight. He grabbed my wrists in his hands and furiously pushed me to the ground, where he pinned my arms to my sides. Forcefully opening my mouth to him, his mouth claimed my own in a firm, solid kiss.

He pulled away abruptly and stared at me with a smug expression fixed on his face. Once he noticed my breathlessness, a smirk appeared on his flushed face and he cocked his head to the side. Leaning over me, he placed both hands on either side of my head and placed his mouth next to my ear.

"Now are you going to listen to me?" He asked cockily once I could breathe again.

That did it. I grounded my teeth together and slapped him hard, across his face, making his head tilt sideways. A look of disbelief crossed over his features and his arrogant smirk was wiped off his face. He sat up and held a hand to his stinging cheek, as if not believing I just slapped him. When he looked at me again he wasn't so smug anymore, quite the opposite really.

"What the hell Max?" He yelled at me angrily.

"What do you think Fang? Why the fuck did you just kiss me?" I yelled back, trying to remove myself from underneath him. He wasn't having that. His hands came down and he gripped my wrists, not abusively, but with enough strength to pin them to the hard ground.

"You are an idiot." He said through gritted teeth. I opened my mouth to say something witty but apparently he knew better because he placed his hand on my mouth, silencing me. He continued talking and ignored my speaking efforts.

"Look, first of all let me make this crystal clear. I am not working for Ari, Ever. I am not sneaking around to get acquainted with any of them actually. So don't talk about us as if we are from the same 'team'. Look the less you know about them the better for you, I don't want you to ever see any of them again." He spoke through gritted teeth and squeezed my wrist lightly.

"The night you saw us talking, I was telling him to back off and get the hell away from here. I never wanted you to head off into the forest at night and see us but you being you decided to follow me and accidentally stumbled across the worst people possible, them; when all the while I wanted them to stay away from you!" He shook me lightly, trying to get me to see things from his point of view. Taking a deep breath, he shook his head and didn't say anything else.

He looked away from me and stared at the dark trees behind me. He removed his hand from my mouth, allowing me to speak. For once I didn't know what to say, though. I was always so fixed on uncovering his 'big' secret that I hadn't placed much thought into what he could possibly be doing in the forest. And all the while he was trying to get Ari out of range. God I feel bad now!

He took a big breath and let it out before looking at me. He let go of his hold on my wrists and removed himself completely from me. Not removing his gaze, he slowly sat down in front of me, measuring how I'd react to his closeness now that he wasn't trying to kiss or touch me.

I was finally looking at him, I could see his wings properly and I couldn't look away from them. He noticed this too and maybe that's why he wanted to sit in front of me, so he could gauge my reaction to them. Sighing, he looked past his shoulder and glanced at his right wing, black as mid-night and looking incredibly soft.

He lifted his hand and touched his beautiful wing briefly before pulling out a feather and holding it in his hand, examining it. I stared at the feather closely and wondered why it looked so familiar. Recognition flared through me when I realized I had found a feather just like that one on my bed the other day and from earlier today where another one woke me up.

Fang remained quiet, either because he was afraid to speak or he was waiting for me to say something about them or him. But right now I was at a loss of words.

When what felt like ages later Fang finally looked at me directly, I couldn't handle the silence any longer so I broke it and awkwardly mustered a,

"I don't know what to tell you."

He nodded and looked away from me again. "Look Max, I'm not going to lie to you." He paused. "I didn't want you to find out about the wings anytime soon. Not because I wanted to hide them from you but because I know I'm a freak and I didn't want you to point it out. But you not saying anything is kind-a worse."He gave me a grim smile and went back to being quiet, but I could still sense his wariness from the way his knuckles were paler than his fingers.

"How did they happen?" I asked him, referring to his wings, glad to hear my voice was back.

"I was born in a place where scientist experiment on children. Sick, lowlifes who care only for their next pay check and who they'll screw next." He made a sound of disgust and continued. "Unfortunately I was one of those kids and they decided to graft me with Avian DNA .The results were quite remarkable let me tell you." He said, sarcasm dripping from his voice. "We got a mutant boy with wings!"

"If growing him wings isn't enough," Fang continued sourly, "Letting him live in a cage for the rest of his fucking life is a better life for him."

His words stirred something inside me. I finally understood why Fang was the way he was now. With all the messed up shit he's been through I didn't blame him for being so misunderstood and quiet. I now knew why he liked being alone, he felt more comfortable on his own because he grew up alone. Just like me.

Squelching my earlier feelings of being mad at him, I moved closer to him and grabbed his hand. He was surprised at this but he relaxed and hesitantly lowered his head. Gauging my reaction, he placed it on my shoulder, giving me a clear view of his back and his now exposed wings.

I was so close to them I could reach out and touch them. I knew he could fold them nicely and I wouldn't have a chance to see them, but he chose not to and I knew it was to see how I'd react to them. Fang turned his head and looked at me, his soulful eyes making something inside me ache.

I took and deep breath and extended my hand, reaching for his delicate looking feathers. Fang tensed as I began stroking the upper feathers of his wings and feeling down all the way to his mid-back. I caressed his stunning plumes and marveled at the softness of each one of them. They were so warm and inviting, I wanted to bury my face in them forever.

Fang shivered at my soothing touch and pulled me closer to him, allowing me more access to his dark wings. I ran my hand down the tips of his side feathers and teasingly pulled on them lightly. It was weird yet natural for me to do so, like stroking a big bird or rubbing a pigeon. I scratched his top feathers and he extended his wing a bit, giving me more room to explore.

How could he even hide these wings? I asked myself distractedly.

I placed my hands on either side of his neck and willed him to look at me. Even though I had my doubts on my level of sanity about my level of sanity, I still thought of Fang as my only friend and I wasn't going to screw it because he had wings.

"I don't care if you have wings, you are not a freak."

I stared deep into his obsidian, captivating eyes and tried to get him to understand that I wasn't repulsed by him or whatever it was he was thinking. He didn't say anything but he lowered his head and rested his forehead against mine, a small smile grazing his lips.

We stayed like that for a while. Gradually I felt the hairs of the back of my neck rise and I noticed Fang's body stiffen lightly. Before I could ask him what was wrong, out of the corner of my eyes I noticed silhouettes lurking the shadows. Oh no not this again!

Out of the dark Ari and his pack emerged, as menacing and dangerous as the first time I'd seen him. He had that same dark aura that gave you the chills and they were all half-naked, just like last time. All of them were as visibly beautiful, bare-chested and strong.

Nothing about them had changed; the coldness of their gazes was still there, as the way their faces were grazed by mean looking snarls. My main focus of attention was Ari though; he stood in front of the others looking superior and bitter.

He stepped closer to us and his face twisted into an ugly looking sneer, reminding me of how dangerous they really were.

"Max, Fang, what an incredible surprise!" He exclaimed, "I thought the day wouldn't come were we could all meet together."

Fang was tense beside me and he made a low sound in the back of his throat that resembled a growl. His jaw stiffened visibly and something about the way he stared at me out of the corner of his eyes made me anxious.

"Didn't I tell you to stay away?" Fang's voice was quiet but deadly, his glare could make anyone cringe. Then Ari uttered the words that made us both freeze.

"Time's up Fang! It's time we take matters into our own hands."

Cliffy right? hehehe Review plz!School is over! yeah! So that means I have more time to update, isn't that great! anyway REVIEW! plz don't give up on my story! R&R {I'll update if you review *wink*}