Sorry for delay :) I wanted to upload the next two chapters at the same time.
“Alright, a little game sounds fun,” I finally replied. “But you’ll be disappointed to learn there is no ulterior motive in talking to you. You’ve just piqued my curiosity, is all.” I tried to laugh it off but Kieran didn’t seem to notice as he immediately set his drink down, his expression turning serious as he looked me over. Almost as if I could feel him scrutinising every little detail about me. But that confident look of his… It took all I had to just calm my heart down, the nervous thumping inside becoming so loud that I was worried he’d hear it. For a man who could seemingly read me so well… could he really pull this off? “Your eyes give you away a lot,” he started, leaning forward enough that I could still hear him as he spoke in a low voice. “Don’t get me wrong, they’re very pretty, but they also betray you.” At this proximity, his scent was beginning to overwhelm me. His compliment wasn’t helping either. I’d never been affected by small things like that before, but with
“Are you ready to follow the rules now?” …Rule number one… obedience. Always follow the orders from the boss. No questions asked. I’d broken that rule. I knew I was breaking it the moment I’d chosen to run that night. I knew it would land me here. And yet I still did it. I pulled my body upright from the old bed, more sluggish than I would have liked, and hated how I still felt so sore from the injuries inflicted several days earlier. ‘Days’. That was the key word. That was how long I’d been trapped in here, alone with my thoughts as it forced me to reflect on every decision I’d made leading to this point. Because, at its core, that was the true punishment. It wasn’t the pain. No, that was always over quickly. Gavin did a great job of making sure the damage inflicted was swift yet efficient. Always enough to get the point across and never seeming to even flinch as he did what he did. But it was the psychological punishment that truly made it horrific. …‘Days’. I’d been in her
The plan was simple; Track down Kieran and demand he fix whatever he did to me. With Noah tied up and locked inside a cupboard, I would head towards the hotel which had been listed in Victor Lycroft’s information folder. With any luck, his son had the same taste in accommodation. Once I found him and got my answers, I’d then just have him undo the effects before going back to Noah to finish the job. I’d complete my mission tonight and get back home without any issues. As a result, Father would begin to trust me again and Gavin wouldn’t need to drag me back into the basement. Everyone will be happy. Well… except probably Noah. He’d be dead. But that was unfortunately just the way it had to be. ‘C'est la vie’ some would say. Now to just pray that nothing went wrong. I hailed a taxi and gave the driver directions to the hotel, doing my best to make my clothes seem more casual on the way over. There wasn’t much I could do but I worked with what I had. By the time I arrived, there
“You were never meant to grow up in a city like this. Our kind stays together for a reason.”I could hear what Kieran was saying, but I was struggling to fully grasp it.‘Not human.’‘Our kind’.‘Werewolf’.The words kept swimming around in my head. An explanation that seemed too impossible to believe. And yet, at the same time, what he was saying somehow made sense.He was right. I wasn’t human. A part of me had always known that, dating back to when I was a child. I was never like the other kids at the house. Turning eighteen had just manifested that part of me in the form of a beast.So… was this what had been missing then?I was a werewolf? Like in those scary stories?Like… in those *monster* movies…?“…How do I make it go away?” I asked after a few moments, my voice barely louder than a whisper. “How do I stop being… a werewolf? To be normal?”“Raven… it’s a part of who you are. There isn’t any way to remove it.”“But I don’t want to live with this burden of losing control at an
“Rae… I do believe this guy is alive,” Zac said.The two of us were peering into the cupboard, looking at a very tied up and very terrified looking Noah.“Yep,” I replied.“Right… right…. And, just to make sure we’re on the same page here, you are aware that normally I don’t see this part, right? That I come in afterwards?”“I’m aware.”At the sound of the conversation, Noah immediately started to squirm and plead to Zac with his eyes, hoping that he would help free him. Not that it would do him any good.“So, what’s the hold up?” Zac asked, still confused. “Isn’t this just another Thursday for you? I’ve seen you do worse.”He was right. This really wasn’t that abnormal of a job for me to do.But I gritted my teeth at his question nevertheless, hating how I had ended up in this situation.“I… can’t,” I said, deflating in defeat. “I can’t do it.”“You can’t… do it…,” Zac repeated slowly. “And why is t—.”“Look, I just can’t, okay?” I said, cutting him off, irritated at all the question
I left Noah in Zac’s capable hands and got his word that he’d call my father to say the job was completed per normal. He was risking a lot for my sake, I knew that. A lot of risk for what seemed like absolutely no reason. The level of danger associated with this insane plan wasn’t lost on me. After all, the last thing I wanted was for Zac’s name to end up in my next manila folder. I headed home as soon as I could, leaving enough time to arrive well before daylight, and walked towards my front door. But it was as I was entering through the front gate to our property that something caught my eye. It was an old lady, huddled up in a shawl, standing just on the street outside. She had grey hair and eyes to match, clearly at an age that would suggest a retirement home or carer was required. And yet she stood randomly outside my house at three o’clock in the morning, staring directly at me. I paused for a moment and looked around, trying to see if she was with someone. But when the empt
Over the next few days, I found myself feeling anxious.Under the constant watchful eye of both my father and Gavin, I continued to play along with my usual daily routine. Acting as if nothing was amiss. Doing all the training that was asked of me. But, inside, I was thinking back to that keycard.The one I’d hidden under my mattress. Waiting for exactly the right moment for when I’d be able to use it.…A moment I found finally presented itself on the night of the third day.With my father expected to be staying overnight elsewhere for a late meeting and Gavin only working until seven o’clock, I saw an opportunity to take advantage of the soon-to-be quiet house.And I devised a plan to leave as soon as the sky grew dark.A few hours later, I was slowly scaling to the ground from my bedroom window. This being something I did with ease and without being seen. And though I never thought to use my abilities to go behind my father’s back, I certainly couldn’t deny that it came in handy.So
“—Raven.”Through the darkness I heard a voice, piercing through the haze.It sounded urgent. Someone calling out to me.“—Raven, shift back.”Every now and then I would see snippets. Just stilled images flashing before me, showing pictures of a living room. Of a broken table. Of a boy.It felt somewhat familiar but I couldn’t place it.“Raven! —Ah, fuck.”…And pain. So much pain.The voice continued to call out to me, pleading with me to do something… but I wasn’t ready.No, instead, I rescinded into my mind further to escape.To try and forget what was happening.…To pretend everything was okay.And so, I hid from it all, blocking out the images and voices. Waiting until, finally, things didn’t hurt so badly.…Until I was sure the pain had stopped.~~~~~~.“…Raven,” came the voice again.Only, this time, recognition finally kicked in.Kieran.It was Kieran’s voice and… and I’d shifted. Changing into the wolf and…—.Oh… no, no….Instantly, my eyes flew open… and I found myself conta