There are many times in life when a man tries to hide his emotions in the facade of another. A period of a man's life when he just had to fake his true feelings with another . Call it camouflaging , call it manly ego , there is no definite definition for it .It is sort of a defensive mechanism triggered at his lowest point, a mechanism triggered to prevent him from looking so low and out of place . A period when he fakes a smile despite feeling deep pain and anxiety but this was not one of them .What Melvin felt was expressive. His emotions were painted expressively on his face with many colors and it ran down his face like a work of art drenched by the rain .He couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that Khloe was Silver headed and he showed it. Everyone could see it - The shock was reflective."Melvin are you fine ?" Katherine asked in his state of shock."Melvin! " She had to call his name again .Melvin made a jittery and almost spilled what he was drinking. He was a bit
MELVINThe Silver hair on Khloe kept reflecting in his mind , it was as a mirror, a mirror that showed him all of his emotions and fear at the same time .He had seen a lot of silver hairs before that time but Khloe's hair felt so familiar, it felt as though he had had that particular shade of it a lot of times and it spooked him.He was furious with himself though , he had made a fool out of himself out there and when he wouldn't have bothered on a normal day the mere presence of Khloe had been spiteful .How could he explain how he had felt if asked, how would he say that the hair of the woman he claimed he hated had created a shallow hole in his heart he couldn't fill up with the same debris and sands that were brought out of it ?He needed a break , he had to go away from everything for a while to clear his head but the more thought about getting away from this known stranger quickly the more attracted he got to her . She was like a magnet and he was a piece of useless metal and
MELVINThis was the plain truth. "Not every one could handle being a man like Melvin."His mother used to say Asgard dynasty men were brewed differently and forged separately by the moon goddess and fate . Though maybe it was an excuse to justify their possessive attitude toward certain aspects of life.Asgard male offspring were not necessarily greedy, they just felt entitled to things and wouldn't mind going the extra mile to get it .Melvin had always laughed it off when his mother had said it, but here he was after so many years admitting to that fact. He was born possessive.Melvin wanted things that were not practically his, he wanted everything and didn't mind what it cost him. He watched as his sister left the room, they had blabbed about this and that with Melvin choosing to remain quiet on why the Silver hair had been a problem to him.A wave of awareness had run down his spine again hen he had seen Khloe in the hallwayher gaze settled on him from across the hallwa
MELVINThe sunlight reflected on his half naked body, as he smiled wickedly to himself. He could imagine how confused she was, to be honest no woman would have been able to overcome the temptation of having to sleep with him, he was quite aware of that and had decided to put that to test with Khloe and good thing she failed.The moment with Khloe in the middle of his room was starting to replay on a loop in his mind. The little sounds she made when he got close to her, the scent or smell of her arousal that was so alluring, he needed to get laidHe wondered where Edmund was and why he was not yet back , he needed him to get the wagon ready so they could go out to a pub . As if coincidental he heard a knock on the door.“Who is there , come in?" He said between mouthfuls of food.Edmund walked into the room with a file that looked urgent in his hands , though Melvin cared less at that moment."What took you long,get the Wagon ready ." Melvin said ."But Sire, the file..." Edmund took a
KHLOETo be perfectly honest, Khloe didn’t want any of the attention she was getting from around the Asgardian castle. Everyone's vampire eyes were upon her as she went around with the rest of the maids attending to this or that, she guessed they all knew she was different, a Werewolf. It was no secret as she carries the sign round her neck in a bangle.The royal parties that had more candles in the same place than she had ever seen in her entire life, the scent of blood that filled the atmosphere till she almost gagged and threw up in irritation and Melvin, Melvin again, a lot of him . Melvin happened to be everywhere, doing this and that, playing the piano or talking to the guests present.It was said among the maids that he would be the one to inherit the family’s title, and he’d certainly acted like it, all Kingly and sweet to everyone except herself.There had actually been a debate of who was more befitting of the crown and the name "Christopher" was mentioned, prior to that
MELVINIt was a beautiful evening as the guests filled the palatial lounge, Melvin moved around the grand stairs gracefully, oozing full potential charms and masculinity.His eyes searched the crowd hoping to find Khloe among the maids serving the guest, but there was no sign of her.“Every maid should be out here,” his voice raged emotionless as he said to Edmund, who stood at the foot of the stairs.“Um—eh…”Edmund stammered with his head low. “My Prince, every one of them is at work... ”Melvin sucked his teeth as he walked past Edmund as if he said nothing.Where the hell is she?...He nodded to greet a few guests, heading for the hallway, he saw his sister approach.“Someone’s not in a good mood,” Claire said with a wide grin, tucking her arms in his.“Don’t you have other things to do tonight… than to read every clenching muscle on my forehead, hmm?” Melvin said nonchalantly as she kept up a teasing smile.He shot her a look that could peel off paint on the wall and she freed his
KHLOEOUT OF SORT, disorientated and angry that was how she made him feel and it felt better that day than ever that was doing it again, pushing him to the limits and waiting for him to pop out of his natural coolness and over react.She walked back into the party slowly with the scent of blood still hanging in the air as she looked around at the few othershanging here and there.She wondered why he had sounded so angry with the fact that she was talking to Christopher, not just angry she had sensed a bit of jealousy in his voice as well.She was definitely not going to let the thought of his actions put her down, she had his mother who was very nice to her, she had Clarissa and she had Susan as well.She had also been settling well even more than she expected with the maids around . She had been worried about how they would take her into their circle since she was a non vamp, but they had been more willing to share their thoughts with her and know how it felt to be a werewolf, if
KHLOEOutside the moon was round, perfect for everyone of her heightened Werewolf senses. As the shackles that been the soul of her wolf captive for more than weeks fell the ground, the animalistic side of her roused in strength of finally being freedThe guard was distracted by trying to strangle the other maid and he was doing a good job at it but the maid appeared to be putting up the fight as she struggled with him. She stared past the guards shoulder and in her blurry vision she saw the beast and widened her eyes in shock.She has heard stories of werewolves, the bad part actually but now she was staring deep into one's yellow eyes, she was not fully transitioned but the sight stuck fear into her eyes.Her eyes were the mirror, the guard saw the reflection of her fears and this was not the fear of dying, it was the fear of seeing something abominable, something crazy ...it was as though she was looking straight into the eyes of the devil himself.He turned back slowly and by t