A Healer For The Alpha

{ Rio } { 12 years old } We're just arriving at Grandma and Grandpa's house and I'm thinking about all the things I'm going to eat, when my cousin Laurie forces me and my twin to go with him into the middle of the woods to talk. He's going on about Kingsley once again, complaining about things that don't make much sense. I look over to my twin to check if he's thinking the same thing as me and his eyes alone confirm it. This is weird. "What?" Laurie demands with a frown. "All this time you've been complaining that Kingsley does nothing but harass you, forcing you to play with him, haven't you? Or did I miss something?" I ask, to understand better. Laurie nods, "So why are you complaining now that he finally stopped?" "Ugh, you guys don't get it either," he complains dramatically and drops his head back, "I'd rather that idiot had stayed in Asia forever, but I'm not the problem here. It's my wolf. Kingsley befriended my wolf years ago

My essentials are: my clothes, my chargers, my headphones, my tablet, two pairs of shoes, my sleeping mask, my favorite pillow, my stash of favorite candies for the road and my cologne just in case. I leave our room when I'm ready and I walk down the stairs very carefully. Alex is still here, talking to our parents and saying goodbye. I wait a couple of minutes until he leaves the house and then I go down. My mom is waiting for me with her arms crossed on her chest. "Are you seriously going to do this?" she asks, ignoring my outstretched hand waiting for her keys, “Are you going to survive?” "Yes, Mom. I will survive. Give me your keys, please," I ask with little patience. She doesn't budge. My dad is the one who sighs and hands me his own keys. "Take my car. I recommend you don't let Alex know you're following him, he won't take it well," he warns and I nod because I already know that. I grab his keys and catch his tiny body in my arms to hug him with all my might, "Please be

{ Lunanci } The werewolf demon watches me intently as I grab my bag and search inside it. I have a few seconds to do something if I want to save my life and I need to make them count. "Revertere in domum suam," I whisper, raising my eyes to him as I pretend to search, "Non nocuerunt mihi." "What the fuck are you even saying? Are you cursing me out in human or something?” he spits, not sounding like the demon I thought he was, "Where's the money?" I stop pretending to look and just stare at him. For some reason... suddenly I'm not that scared anymore. He just doesn’t look like a bad person. He's a young man, really tall, around six foot three at the very least. He has a clean face, handsome features, light hair and blue eyes. He's also casually wearing a Tom Ford shirt, very white sneakers and doesn't understand Latin. This is not a demon... he’s just some guy. Some normal guy. One who happens to be a werewolf. "I only have fifty dollars," I admit and pull out the bi

{ Lunanci } Things I know about werewolves so far: they're high maintenance, rich and pampered. And mean. Except maybe the soft-spoken guy who told Rio he's being cruel to me, at least he has a bit of a conscience. I have no idea where Tallahide is, but it looks like I'm going to that place full of other werewolves. I should be shitting myself because they're totally going to kill me over there, but to be honest, I'm excited. My stomach filled with butterflies just thinking about it. All my life I've known there's more to life than just this. Whatever this is. I've always known that life couldn't be this boring, I've always known that there really are all these things that no one believes in. Except for me. Seeing a whole society of werewolves will be exhilarating, even if I end up dead because of it. I think it will be worth it to know that life is actually wonderful before I die. "You're so right, Laurie. I'll do that," Rio agrees after thinking about it for a while, still ea

{ Lunanci } It's been two weeks since I watched a wolf shift and become what I thought was an evil demon but ended up being a spoiled brat who took over my life and has me as his live-in hostage while he decides to kill me. It's been two weeks since I learned new things about the universe I live in and since then, my life is a little more exciting. We haven't found Rio's brother, even though we've spent all this time going all over town looking for him, on foot and in Rio's car, but that guy is nowhere to be found. To be honest, that's better for me because Alex is unknowingly extending my life. But living with a werewolf is not as easy as anyone would think, it's quite annoying, in fact. Rio demands food five times a day and that's only if he doesn't want to eat something sweet in between meals. He complains if I haven't washed the sheets, he steals most of the hot water and has a mess of clothes everywhere since he went to buy a new wardrobe. He's spoiled, annoying and has to rem