10000 years in the future"Who the hell is Anna?!" Anna waited. She waited to hear what Lucian had to say. She stood at the foot of the stairs, Wendy beside her. Her gaze settled on Lucian who looked really uncomfortable with the situation at the moment. Vera, a tall and beautiful lady. Exactly what she had thought about last night when Lucian had stopped touching her. That lady seated beside him, dressed like she was going to a strip club was the perfect description. Olive skin, tall and slender, beautiful shape, nice facial structure and small breasts. Lucian gave her a pointed look and Anna averted her gaze immediately. "That's Anna—" Lucian began, but Wendy was quick to cut him short. "She's the new help! I help with the cooking and she cleans the house." Vera said nothing in reply. She gave Anna a long stare from her head to her toe. There was a look on her face. Anna couldn't place it. It was either a look of disdain or envy. She didn't know whi
Wendy carried the large tray of dishes out into the dining area. Anna took a seat in the mini dining situated in the middle of the large kitchen and waited. Subconsciously, her fingers began to pull against the skin of her cuticle. She did that each time she was nervous or tense and needed to calm down. She took a look around the kitchen and for the first time since she's entered here, she noticed that this was no ordinary kitchen. It was filled with every cooking gadget there would ever be. What even surprised Anna the most was the knives that hung against a wall rack. Every type and size was there and Anna frowned. What were they for? There was a large window at the west end of the kitchen and the fading rays of the sun filtered in through the pale yellow blinds covering the window. It cast beautiful vertical rays against the sill, the long wide island and the tiles floor of the kitchen and Anna got lost. In a few minutes, she didn't feel like she was in the kitche
After her eyes had opened and gotten accustomed to the dull evening sky, Anna sat up and tried to stretch. A sharp pain shot up her spine and she winced. In what position had she taken a nap? The pain was sharp, short lived, but really painful. She lay back slowly on the bed to see if she'd feel the pain. There was none and she blamed herself for sleeping in a careless position. As she tried to sit up, that same sharp zing shot up her spine and she flinched. "What…" There was a knock on her door and without thinking, Alma spoke. "Come in. The door's open." The knob twisted and when the door opened, a lady she had never seen before poked her head in with a smile on her beautiful face. A few strands of curly brown hair hung on the front of her face. Anna totally forgot about the pain she had felt a few seconds ago and smiled at the petite lady who had just entered the room. "Hi." The lady smoothed her hands against the back of her jeans before taking a se
"Anna, you know that I can never lie to you. How will I make up this kind of story? Why am I even making it up? For what purpose?" She stared back at him and nodded. "I know, Lucian. It's just that I'm so confused about everything. I don't know anything happening here, I don't know what people think about me and I don't even know if someone somewhere in this estate wants to have me killed. Take a look at Vera for example. I don't even know who she is or what she looks like because, on the face of it, she wants to have me killed or what does she want to do with me?" Lucian placed his large hand over her slender one and rubbed the pad of his thumb against her skin. "Anna, sweetie. It doesn't matter. What they think about you doesn't matter. And, nobody here wants to have you killed. Vera isn't from this pack and she's had feelings for me ever since she stepped foot into this place. I don't know if she's obsessed or plain wicked." Her eyes wondered. She studied a
"She has answers. Every answer you want. You missed lunch because you died. Not in that sense." He added quickly. "Vera has the power to project people's spirit out of their bodies. This power she was born with was to be used for a good cause. It was handed to the wrong person. This afternoon, she came and you had to be the maid, because Wendy asked you to be one. You were offended and no matter how you tried to conceal it, it didn't escape Vera's hawkeye. She could read the energy you were giving off. She decided to play along with the story of you being the maid and while we had lunch, you remained in the kitchen alone. Wendy was with us, dishing out food and when she returned to the kitchen, she found you on a chair in the mini dining at the kitchen, looking lost. It was weird and when she touched you, you were so stiff. Then, she knew something was wrong. Vera had pulled out your spirit from your body. She made sure you were planted in one place in the house. With this, she could
Lucian nodded, listening attentively. "What next?" Petl returned to her seat and sank into the soft cushion. Both of her arms rested on the armrest of the sofa. She sucked in a breath and released. "Do it tonight and tomorrow morning. Vera will try to get into her room through astral projection and if she's successful, she has every power and ability to rid Anna of all of her memories. And it's going to take a toll on her. She'll be a shell of her normal self. Living like she has no person." Anna held back a gasp. Though she didn't know how important the memory she lost was, she could tell that there was danger as long as that part of her memory remained with the so-called Vera, there was a possibility of her not remembering who she was and how she lived in the past. She didn't want to experience that and the thought of it made her shudder. Lucian felt her despair and immediately took her hands in his. This gesture made Anna warm, safe, secure. She squeezed
"We're talking about mobilizing an army of ten thousand humanoids and what you say is that it's too much for a pack that small?" Kevin was visibly livid. His fist clenched against his napkin as he listened to the top officials of the San Francisco State Government talk like they were sixteen year old girls who had fully bloomed and expected life to be a bed of roses. "Mr Kevin, we cannot provide the amount which you ask of. We would be cutting short the budget for this year and where do you think we get funds from? And how sure are you that these so called werewolves will be able to defeat your regent humanoids? That's nearly impossible. Ten thousand humanoids is too much for a pack with less than a hundred and fifty members." "They are much more than you think. More powerful than you make them to be. More violent and deadly than you can ever imagine. Rufus Kainwright, one of the men seated at a table in one of the most expensive restaurants in San Francisco spoke. Hi
"You know, you're such a beautiful lady. One who would be the perfect Luna, a mother figure and everything perfect for Lucian." Vera started. She crossed her leg and leaned forward so she was able to stare into Anna's eyes. The chair tilted to an uncomfortable angle, but Vera knew how to manipulate it. Anna wasn't going to lie, this lady smelt nice. She was probably using an ancient oil from the time of their old era, because its essence was something she'd never inhaled before. "Luciano is smitten. I'm still looking for what he finds attractive in this body of yours. Cellulite, rolls, a very far butt. So unladylike." Vera gagged. That sentence hit home. Vera didn't have to say more than that. Whatever result she was expecting from uttering such insensitive words got to Anna and tears spilled from her eyes immediately. A smile of accomplishment lined Vera's thin lip. She had gotten what she wanted. Now was the time to start her manipulations. "Is this how you w