“Tell your boss that I said I'll decline this ride if he doesn't let my business partner, Mr Emmett, come with me. We're going to attend a program afterward.” I spoke to his driver in a calm and straight voice. Emmett and I stood on the porch, and the driver stood by the black SUV. I was dressed up in a white button-up gown, black heels, and a blonde wig over my head. The dress dress created an aura to slay; the black heels I had worn were the faces of the people who wished me dead." “I'll give my Boss a call.” He shot me the death glare as he reached for his phone in his pocket. “Alright,” I said I gripped the handle of my fashion bag, one of which Emmett hot for me. The response Gibson would give his driver determines how smoothly my morning will begin, I listened closely to the words of the driver as it was only his I would be able to hear. "Good day, Sir." The driver stared once his boss had picked up. "Yes Sir, I'm here with Rose Clifford." He said as he stole a glance
The sound of our shoes echoed as we made our way through the hallway of the hospital. We walked side by side, bumping into a few nurses and patients along the hallway. Gibson greeted a few ones he knew while I kept on walking, my eyes aiming at the exit. The only one I know was back there inside that therapy ward and I wasn't trying to socialize with any of these humans today. All the pleasantries had been exchanged and we were almost on our way to the parking lot. I didn't need to glance to see his straight face and an overly stressed smile on his face, I could tell he was having a difficult time with my company. We walked in silence till we reached his car. If anything at all, I was glad he felt uncomfortable with me. It was the exact way I wished for him to be with me as we weren't anything close to friends. “You've got something to tell me, buddy?” He asked once we had arrived at his parking space. I shook my head. My eyes moved to his hand that was in one of his pockets, the s
“You mean to tell me that Dr Myron works with Gibson?” I peered at Emmett in shock. How much more bad news would I hear in just a few days? How many more betrayals and deceit? I blame myself for being so gullible to let these people trick me, especially Gibson, to fool me this way. I saw clearly that he wasn't good. It was so damn obvious like a red stain on a white surface. Emmett was on the floor, doing some push-ups like the information he was dishing out to me was the most random news anyone could have heard. I sat on the couch next to him, it was fun watching him do all those push-ups, enjoying the quiet groans that escaped his lips till talks led to another and flowed into him telling me he watched Dr. Myron and Gibson exchange handshakes and a few talks concerning my case before the day of administering that deadly medicine “One thing is for sure, Rose. I think there are limited people who know about the plan to eliminate you. Which includes you, me, Gibson and the shor
White. The only color my brain was capable of dictating to my eyes. That's all I could see immediately I acted on impulse. There's no escape from the madness, I would be trapped in it till Emmett reconsidered my release. I moved swiftly to pull off my glasses, but I was being held back by Emmett, “No, leave your glasses on; I love this view.” His voice was low and filled with my special dose of calmness. Leaving my glasses back on, I unfastened his shorts, the zip was a little bit stuck, but I got through with it anyways; I pulled out his already rock-hard cock. Oh, he was this turned on. I darted my tongue out to lick my bottom lip and that went dry in an instant Get on with it, Rosey.” He said casually as he towered over me. His cock formed a straight branch pointed to my mouth, he had his hands crossed to his back. I wanted to give him my best. I wanted to show him that I wasn't that bad as an amateur could be So I got on to it, I started by licking the cock lik
Emmett was gone after our wild make-out. But before then, we had the coolest afternoon bath to seal up what we've done. What we shared two days ago. I sat with my little family at the dinner table. My fork in between my thumb and my index finger as I dug absentmindedly into the plate of macaroni and cheese. While my roommate was gone, I felt strange in my gut. A bad kind of strange. I wasn't sure what it was but there was an unsure reason to be worried. The number one reason was for me. The reoccurring nauseousness I felt since the night he'd left, like the medicine Emmett had turned harmless, purged my system. He's not here for me to explain how I felt. And even if he were to be by my side, chasing down Gibson was to be his first achievement before any other. The second reason was because of Emmett. How long could he keep being in a world that wasn't meant for him? A world that was too small for him to be his true self. A world where he kept hiding just to fit in as an equal
***Interlude***My peripheral vision was slightly compromised in addition to the sundown. I had hit six miles from my family house when I realized I left my glasses back at home. But that was nothing to worry about; in a few minutes, I'll be at home—oh, I have that appreciation meeting with Rose and Emmett. That's so nice to think of. I mean, the joy is all mine. When I introduced the medicine to Rose, I did a little work on her test results.I turned up the volume of the music, playing from the infotainment system. A little distraction from Kim's death could help. Music. 90’s jam played as I bobbed my head to the beat of the music. The road I took home was shorter to my house, a narrow single road wedged by woods leading to the neighboring city. Quite bumpy, but it wasn't what my hard tires couldn't handle.Driving at high speed to dodge nightfall, I saw what looked like a huge black dug coming from the opposite bush into the centre of the road. The eyes glowed white from the impact
I forced a long laugh into a joke where there was none. “What? What's funny?” Miss B asked as she set her food aside, her hands replaced where the food was placed. “You know my nurse is quick to judge and cannot differentiate a friend from a random friend.” “Really?” Miss B asked, “So what's the difference?” “The difference is obvious, a friend, someone I know. And the random friend, someone who walked me from the hallway and offered to accompany me to my ward. That man she described to you as a friend of mine is classified as the second, a random friend.” There, that's very much believable. I took a fork full of macaroni into my mouth. “I believe you,” She said, bringing her plate of food over to her front. Of course, you have to believe me; that was a well-constructed one. “I heard the news” She stole a glance at me as she started her meal, “What news?” I choked on the piece of food passing into my throat. She couldn't even let me chew up my meal before almost diving into
The rain was accompanied by a huge storm, touching down on the earth in straight silver rods. The road was quite difficult to see as the result of the fogginess the rain came with.I have him just where I wanted him. Just me and him, sitting alone. In a confined space by the side of the road that was void of any surveillance cameras or those modern day security bullshit.I made sure to pass the message well to him back in the woods. “Woah, bro, the rain is coming in heavy,” Gibson said as he pulled over to a stop by the side of the road, “I guess we will have to wait till it lessens.” He tapped a button to stop the movement of the windscreen wiper.“Yeah, I think we should wait.”.The engine died down and we sat quietly in the car. “So, Rose told me you have your hospital, that's quite new to me.” This whole part is boring, might want to skip this whole talking part and get to where I will kill him.“Yeah, I took over my dad's hospital after he died.” “Oh, I figured. It's rare to
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