The upper half of my body was going numb; the effects of the medicine had hit once again. My eyes felt like they would burst out of their socket, I felt heat from the pit of my stomach bubbling onto the surface.I wanted out, I needed out.I needed to get back home and become one with my bedsheets; maybe if I got home, the weakness I felt throughout my body would wear off. They don't take long to wear off these days.Through the short car ride back home, I was quiet. Miss B said a few things to get me to talk to her, but I snubbed her; I faced sideways, staring at the buildings that passed with speed through the window. Like, she was a damn hematologist, I'm sure she could fucking understand my mood right now.Why does she have to make me feel bad for not talking to her? I would apologize to her later; we wouldn't get it right till I'd apologized, I couldn't do anything on my own without her, even take my bath.We got home after a few minutes; the serenity of my home was already welco
I thought it would be easy, it almost was. I was able to get my towel that was hung beside her closet. I wrapped it around my waist, and I didn't get the chance to dry my body.Why was she looking so disturbed? She did well at covering up for me, but that was what was best for her. If she had to tell her aunt about me, she would be attending two therapy sessions, one involving psychotherapy.I drew out of my invisibility, standing in front of her.For the first time in a long time I could remember, I saw myself wanting to apologise, owning up to my misdeeds.I did that just so I couldn't see those tears; I liked seeing them, though, but now. Not when I didn't prepare for it.I thought she would bellow at me with rage.I lowered myself so we could be on the same eye level, dropping to my knees right in front of her.What I never thought I would be doing, “I'm sorry.” That was all I said in a quiet tune.She sniffled and brought her eyes to meet mine. “She almost found out about you;
Erm….what is going on?What the fuck was really happening?I mean, some seconds ago, I was crying my eyes out and now, I'm about to be kissed by someone I dreaded the most. On the lips.I would blame it on the fucked up therapy medications, they've got my head all twisted up. I couldn't doubt the small fact that what I was involving myself with had fanned a dead part of me back to life.But this was wrong.His touch was wrong.The fire in his eyes could consume me, turning me into that same ashes he had emerged from, I knew I had been kept on a perilous leash the moment I saw his canines elongate. He was turning.Just the perfect time to kill Rose.He was so into the act just as I was, I had to draw him out so If I'm to be killed by him, it would be with a clear eye.I felt the heat from his body.He was burning hot.“Your eyes…they're burning again.”His eyes widened.Why was he acting surprised? Couldn't he feel it too? Or did he not have control over those fiery eyes of his?Wh
“I don't appreciate silly jokes. I know I look awful.” She said with a scowl on her face.“This is me being truthful,” I said.She wheeled herself around, keeping the room in order, picking up displaced objects one after the other. She seems to be someone of great resilience.“I could help.” “No.” She said sharply.Of course, she's stubborn as well.“I can do them all by myself, and it is my room anyway.”“But I am sharing it with you.”“You're temporary.”“Still.”“You can't get my room in order as I can, I know where things are kept.”“Try me.” I shot her that mysterious look, lifting my left brow and twisting my lips.“Wolf lords don't clean.”“We've got powers,” I said, folding up my arms to my chest.She gave me a look. “You're not giving up, are you?”“Stand back, let me take care of this.”I brought my hands to the front piece of my towel to tie it to my waist tightly. I wouldn't mind taking off just to be more comfortable but you know…“It's good for you to be at a safe spot
It's past midnight.I stare at the ceiling with my eyes wide open. The night was calm; the loud sound came from my alarm clock ticking. I thought of setting up an alarm to wake up early, but there was no point setting up an alarm; my whole day was a sickening recurring event.I would always come back to my bed after all. My day only took a bit of a U-turn earlier today.The nefarious thought was stuck in my mind; It kept replaying over and over again like a damaged disc record. No matter how much I tried to stop those thoughts, they came back, rushing in speedily like a damn flood.Of course, I couldn't erase it out of my mind completely. How could I? When the person was the main focus of my thoughts was sleeping peacefully on the couch next to my bed.I turned to look at his sleep form, I could still see the slow rising and falling of his bare sculptured chest in the dimmed lights. He sleeps so peacefully while I reminisce on the chaos he'd stirred up in my body; he slept like he k
Rose's shifting and turning had me disturbed last night. I was left with no other choice than to stay up with her. She didn't know but I was all eyes wide open, looking at her disturbed form on her bed, only closing my eyes the time she glanced at me. I wondered what was going through her mind; she had only slept when she was done drowning in her thoughts and waking up to the sound of her little brother. For a little boy, the resonance sound of his boots was like the marching of twenty soldiers as he strolled down into her bedroom “Rose!” He said as he pushed the door wide open, his shrill tone breaking off the calmness of the morning. Her eyes went to where I sat invisibly, hoping to be sure that I wasn't discernible. I wasn't planning on messing up this time. “Mm, Morris what is it this time? Go away, let me have my rest.” She said as she turned to the peaceful morning intruder and rubbed her eyes lazily. “Dad wants to speak with you, on the phone.” He said as he strides to
“Why do you have to be this way?” Emmett narrowed his eyes as he asked.I tried to guess why that question was asked and what warranted it.“What way?” I grimace, my eyes darted both ways before bringing it back to him.We were a breath apart, the tip of our noses almost touching. That sultry feeling still lingering.“I don't know, maybe uptight, I guess…isn't that exhausting?”“Oh right, so because I didn't let you do whatever the fuck you were about to do, that makes me uptight? Really? Really, Emmett?” My nose flared.I don't know how to act right now, my mind was clouded with stupid unfiltered thoughts and it's draining the fuck of me. I want to leave this bed and take a run down the street, but unfortunately, it's impossible.“Woah woah, calm those raging nerves of yours. I was only asking a question; you don't need to come to bite me in the ass, you honey badger?”“So you're gonna call me a honey badger now, right?" My breaths grew fast, and my heart pounded.Fuck this guy.Fu
I used to pride myself as someone that never had the patience to wait on women, or anyone in general. I'm being specific with women because it had to do with just one woman, one taunting woman.If you were not down with me the instant I tried to hit on you, I'm off. Unto the next lady.Now, I'm hanging on to the last thread of hope.Now, she got me thinking. What do I want from her?To get me home, was the number one reason, and we have that settled. We had already talked about it and we're walking towards that…I guess.But there was something else, a burning feeling I guess. It's that feeling that always pushes me close to her each time she pushes me off, blocks me off.I don't know what's so special about her that makes me want to take the time to analyze her. Know her to the deepest, I want to be everywhere around her. The fact that she was shielded from my powers got me wanting to get her on a deeper level.Maybe through my mind or dick...I don't know, anyone feels better.The s
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