“You're going back to work tomorrow, ain't you?” My Dad stopped to look at me; we were having our quiet father-and-daughter bonding time on the lawn when I brought up that question. I heard him discuss my hospital bills with Miss B.“You've got to understand these thin…” “It's okay, Dad.” I flashed a smile. A real smile, no faking. “I'm old enough to understand the logic of things. You've got to go to work so my medical bills can be sorted out.” I turned to look straight into the cool blue sky. “I could help you guys with the bills too,” My Dad sucked in a breath. “Honey, you can't.” He said as his fingers scrolled through his phone.“Why?” I turned to him. “Why not Dad?” He needs to give me at least one solid reason as to why I couldn't work. I'm tired of being useless; I didn't find him worrying about sorting my bills when I knew I could help funny.“You're sick…” He glanced at me, taking his eyes back to his phone like an unbothered teenage boy.I snorted, sitting up straight. “
The days I slept alone in my room melted into weeks as swiftly as ice in warm water, and before I knew it, the weeks I longed to see Emmett became went from a month to two. Should I give up on waiting for his return or just move on with my life? I thought of going for the second choice, but then this unsatisfying yearning for him tends to grow with each passing time I did not set my eyes on him. Here was of no use to him, he couldn't be that wolf god he claimed to be here. I can't believe I'm trapped in the thought of having him leave and having him stay. A part of me that wanted him gone and the part of me that wanted his proximity fought for dominance. I do not know which to choose. The relationship I've had with him for the few times he had been around wasn't something to classify as a relationship. It was not a romantic kind, it was in the between a sour-sweet cordial friendship and an indecipherable sexual relationship. “I'm off to work, Rose.” Miss B came from behi
Subsequently, I decided to find my way to get back home while waiting for Rose to come up with something. Any means a passage to go back to my world. I had one fear, the fear of merging completely with the humans. With every minute I spend with Rose, I get drawn back from every possibility of going home. She's a pure distraction in many ways. A nice kind of distraction. It's too bad that I'll eventually leave her here to go back home; I would be glad if she would be willing to come with me, not that I could wish to get that wish granted. How would that ever be granted? When she keeps saying she's spending her last days on earth, even get pissed when I bring up any relative talk that had to do with my immortality.Sooner or later the wolf part of me will be so recessive that even if I wanted to summon it to the surface, it would turn its back on me. I'm fortunate to have possessed the blood of the originals, that's why I'm still strong. That's why I'm still able to feel my wolf and co
I had woken up from my sleep after I got back from the hospital, which had become a daily ritual. It was mid-afternoon; the sun was high above the horizon. I got out of bed and paused for a second, trying to keep my blurry vision balanced before making my way to the kitchen. My throat felt dry and raspy, so I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and took it in large gulps. My throat hurts a little but the wetness was divine. I guzzled every drop from the bottle before wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Done with that, I tossed the empty bottle into a trash bin at the entrance corner of the kitchen, dipping my hands into the pockets of my sweatpants to retrieve my phone I made my way out for the kitchen. I don't spend much time on my phone, but these days I find myself trying to distract myself by scrolling through TikTok. Today, I wasn't gonna scroll through videos of TikTok; I was going to read about ancient hieroglyphics. Not because it mattered or because I was trying
Give me a steak and I'm seeking for the chuck.Give me Rose's lips and I'm craving her whole body.I feel useless around her.I lost hold of my senses when it came to this woman.Going AWOL on her…as she had put it, was because I couldn't bear to be the person she was turning me into; I knew she had no idea of what was going on inside my head, the tasty beast she had held under grabs. I wasn't ever planning on telling her.I had missed the two heat periods, and when I saw I was getting to the third one, I left without notice. I couldn't give her a solid reason, I couldn't tell her it was because I functioned with my dick instead of my brain when it came to her. Yet, while I was gone out of her site to seek for pleasure. An outlet outside. My wolf turned cold, unexcited about the people and women it saw. All of a sudden, that selfish bastard had grown to become selective. I held the wheel to drive my body to indulge in sex with people, but my wolf was like the powerhouse. My engine roo
Horror sprawled out on her face, replacing the calmness that hadn't even settled right on it. “Come on, we could have so much fun,” I added to soften her facial expression. “No. How would you even think of such a thing? How do you think Miss B would react if she doesn't find me? I'm too weak for any trouble you're trying to put me into.” “Look, Rose...”I went over to sit right next to her, I swung the dress I had picked out for her over my shoulder. “What exactly is your fear?” I posed my right elbow on my lap to gain support while I sat facing her. Seconds dragged before she replied and I examined her sparingly while she formulated a reason. “My aunt. She will get worried if she doesn't see me.” “Is that all?” She looked at me warily, “What do you mean by is that all? That's my number one solid reason.” “So there is a second? What's your second reason to be scared? She took her hands to her cap, fumbling on the thick woolly band as she looked anywhere but at me. “I h
Most times I feel like having Emmett in my life was a blessing and a curse. He made me feel all types of emotions..both the newly found one called lust. For a while, he would make me shed tears. Then he would switch it up to make me smile and laugh. He brought out the worst and the best in me; all through his absence, he left a void in my heart that only he could fill.We had changed our plans of going to the park to going on a nice dinner date at one of the exquisite restaurants downtown that I had chosen. I've been there a couple of times over the years with my Dad when we would want to try out foreign dishes. We had agreed that he would go to the place of my choice and I would go with him to hisThe restaurant still flourished as it had always been in the past and buzzed with customers…both potential and the average people from all around New York City.This place knew not day or night as the customers flowed in incessantly.I was dressed in a silky red long-sleeved dress. The end
The food was good. Seeing the kind of humans that were present in the room, I could tell this place was a renowned one. Most of the time I spent with Rose, I the way she melted into the taste of the food once she fed into her mouth, the lips her lips pursed while she chewed. She did eat in a lousy manner, and I found myself fascinated by that; when wolves dive into their favorite meal, it's mostly not a pleasant sight to behold as they would eat messily. I would stop halfway through my meal to watch her, and I could say I enjoyed being an audience to watch her eat; her cheeks were in deep crimson…maybe due to how she felt under my gaze.That same waitress was back again, and I looked over to Rose to see the scowl that was quickly replaced with a fake grin; she's not so good with hiding her hate for the lady, and I found that amusing.“I'm sure you enjoyed your meal.” She said once. She had gotten to our table, her eyes flickered from me to Rose and then to me again. “Sure, we did,” R
On the cliff that stood parallel to the only sea in Claw City Park, the same cliff which my blood spilled was where we sat looking out towards the sea. It was infinitely beautiful, the clear blue meeting the blue rippling sea on the horizon.Before now, I’ve never been close to enjoying a sea view. This was all I dreamt of, listening to the mesmerising sounds of the gentle waves of the sea with my dream guy. I had that dream coming true, all that it wasn't exactly as I had planned it to be. You make choices and life filters what it thinks is best for you. I wanted my dream guy, handsome, strong with a wholesome gentility. Emmett was all that except he was not gentle, he wasn't even close to being gentle, he could always act but he never was.I looked from the sea to the side view of his face, he was lost in the view of the sea. His hair on his head had grown longer than it had been a few months ago. I guess he never cared about his looks when he was hell bent on avenging his death, “
“Each time the men from her lineage tried to break the spell, the urn was adamant. but each time the women tried, there was a bit of hope. We usually experience the urn lit up, the words on the urn glowed white but after some seconds, the light dies out. So we left it in the hands of the women from her lineage to give it a try. My great grandmother tried. My grandmom. My mom. And so did my wife. Until Rose did.” I want to go on my knees to plead once more to spare the lives of my people that were also his creations, the same people who had casted I and my family to suffer for the wrongs of my foremother but I was held in the shoulder by our ancient WolfLord, “Stand,” He said to me, then turned to the man in black cloak. He extended his hands out, I heard the bones of the man lying on the ground crunch. “I'll let you live. You and your people." He looked over to the dead bodies, "Peace to your fallen soldiers.” He said in a low tone. He turned to me as he made his way towards the
“Few things about your martyr were erased from history. My forefather, the Alpha of your time was the one who ordered you killed, so the real history was passed down to me. He was known to be the only Alpha who was able to conquer you, but in his doings, he did not completely erase you. He couldn't at all. A prophecy was made that era that in another lifetime, a descendant of your lover’s bloodline shall be the one to free you.” Lucan rose up to his feet slowly, wincing with pains as he did. He pointed to Rose, “Emmett, this is the person you seek for, the one who by fate broke the spell on your ashes."Rose stared between I and the crazy Alpha, “You lie," I blurted, "She's human or was human until I turned her.” Few howlers mumbled.“Who was the first person you saw when you emerged from your ashes?” Lucan asked, There was no way he was going to deceive me into thinking Rose was the one. It was clear she was human, her family, all were humans. “This young lady was human, I turne
Over a hundred acres of land was in flames, burning hot. This wasn't the adventure I envisioned. I was told to be in here, that he would sense when I was in danger and come to me, that mind link thing he spoke of. But the person who promised me safety was nowhere seen. I kicked in on survival instinct. I feared the fire might get caught up with the wood his home was made of, burning everything to the ground. Scouring through the burning forest, I followed the path where the fire was less. There were a lot of things I was understanding about my new form. One of which was that I could pick up the scents. Down to the scent of pollinated flowers, I could perceive all. So I used that to my advantage, I walked through the burning bushes on their free path, my head bent upwards as I tried sniffing in the scent of my roommate…I can't believe I still referred him to that, my brain wasn't willing to let go of his presence in my fucked up life. I filtered the choking smell of smoke, my eyes we
“Emmett, we know your story. We're aware of what transpired between you, your ex lover and the Alpha of your time, but I'll have you know that this Park has grown so big. We've grown greatly in numbers, making it difficult for us to distinguish who from who. The bloodline of Kayla, your ex lover, was never heard of after the whole thing with your mythr happened.”I looked at Lucan from where he sat proudly on his throne, the urge to fling him over so reigned in my mind but I withheld it, “It's a sad thing that this generation of wolves lacks wisdom but I want to believe that they are still werewolves gifted with the ability to track down my murderer. I ask only one simple thing, which is to bring the last bloodline of my murder to justice.”“Emmett, if you can just give us a little time, we…”Swiftly, I pulled him out his throne, suspending him in a good height mid air. This was to show him and the rest of his pathetic throne members that I was damn serious. There were mumbling amongs
“Pick up the damn phone, Arthur.” I had broken the barstool at which my hand held onto to help ease my tension, my wolf itched for outlet. I never guessed a day I would be happy and scared to my bones for my niece.Happy because out of the women from our forefathers, she had been chosen. Chosen to bring change. Chosen to let us free.I was sad because she knows half or nothing about where she came from. She's unaware of the line of family she came from. A young naive woman born of a bloodline of the rogue family. And now, on the course of being chosen to free the ancient one she had gone missing with apparently, the ancient one himself. It's how he was able to move her out of the house I found surprising. With no idea where she would be in Claw City Park or What's doing in a place where she was different from the rest of the inhabitants there–a lesser kind of difference, the whole thing scared me to my bones. The only thought that crawled into my head when my son told me of the littl
I felt a strong hold on my hands and feet, my eyes sprang open. My blurry vision settled after I struggled with squinting my eyes from the rays of sun that creeped through the window. Peering down at my feet, I was tied in a huge chain. Same with my hands. In a strange and empty old model bedroom. The last thing I remembered was feeling my organs shut down and the hazy words of Emmett calling me out of my unconsciousness. I remembered my body going completely numb. Where am I? “Emmett?” I managed to call out, feeling the raspiness of my throat. I tried to free myself from the strong chains, the clattering noise echoed in the room. Each time I pulled on the chains, it got tighter. On the contrary, I stopped struggling. Waiting for my captor or whoever is responsible for keeping me in this position to come kill me. I thought Emmett made a promise to protect me. Now, here I was, in a strange place with my hands on my feet tied up. I heard the sounds of heavy footstep
I felt a strong hold on my hands and feet, my eyes sprang open. My blurry vision settled after I struggled with squinting my eyes from the rays of sun that creeped through the window. Peering down at my feet, I was tied in a huge chain. Same with my hands. In a strange and empty old model bedroom. The last thing I remembered was feeling my organs shut down and the hazy words of Emmett calling me out of my unconsciousness. I remembered my body going completely numb. Where am I? “Emmett?” I managed to call out, feeling the raspiness of my throat. I tried to free myself from the strong chains, the clattering noise echoed in the room. Each time I pulled on the chains, it got tighter. On the contrary, I stopped struggling. Waiting for my captor or whoever is responsible for keeping me in this position to come kill me. I thought Emmett made a promise to protect me. Now, here I was, in a strange place with my hands on my feet tied up. I heard the sounds of heavy footstep
The dawn of morning after a heavy rainstorm from the previous night was always cool and calm. It's like the rain came to stabilise the balance of the atmosphere after not falling for a week. According to the meteorologist on the radio, there's gonna be a clear sky today.I looked over to see Morris sleeping form, mouth leaving trails of spit. “Drooling monkey,” I said under my breath. He cooed in response like he heard me.Five minutes and I was done with the shower, so I dressed quickly. I went over to where Morris slept like a dead log of wood. “Morris, get your tiny ass out of that bed right now!” I called out immediately as I was dressing up. There's no time for acting sweet and loving, I'm late for work already. Courtesy of the rain.At the first call Morris remained sleeping, he did a few turns, mumbling something unintelligent to himself.“Morris!”“Morris Clifford!”He flicked from his lying position, his eyes red from sleep darted around, “I'm up, I'm up.” His breath rasped