~YULIA
My wolf came alive as I took in every aspect of his features.
It was the same dark clothes. The same dark hair. The same dangerous and mysterious aura from last night. Worst, his green eyes seemed to bore into my soul as he approached us.
My wolf began to dance with excitement as I remembered my escapades with him. The way his fingers assaulted my softness. The way his lips almost transported me to another realm.
What was this man doing here? How did he know that this was were I lived?
Was he a stalk— I gasped.
"I knew you would be shocked by his existence but isn't this reaction too much?" Lana asked.
"Girl! He's the same guy I met at the club yesterday. He followed me!" I exclaimed in disbelief.
That was when the beautiful stranger reached us and smiled. "I didn't expect to meet you here," he whispered and his voice affected my wolf.
But today, I refused to fall under his spell. He could not make me do anything stupid with that charming face of his.
"Yeah right, you expect me to believe that?" I asked.
"What do you want to believe then?" He asked as he tried to sway me with his charm and fake innocence.
"I know that you're following me around. You're a stalker and a pervert!" I suddenly snapped.
He staggered back, visibly shocked by my words. So he corked his brows at me in amusement. "That's a first. I've been called many things but never a pervert nor a stalker," he slowly said.
His amusement angered me even more and I was suddenly irritated by him. This was probably his game. This was how he swayed unsuspecting young girls to get under their skirts.
"I know your tricks. I can see right through you. You're a playboy and you play with women's hearts. It's fun to you, isn't it?" I stated as I poked my finger at him.
He looked down at it before moving his unfazed eyes to me. It was as if everything I did fascinated him in a sort of way and it was really getting under my skin.
"Is this what you think of me?" He asked ever so softly.
"Girl. . .I think you're taking it too far. I think you should hear him out. Maybe it's all just a big coincidence," Lana chimed in and began to pull my arm in an attempt to stop me.
"Let me go, Lana. I have to get to the bottom of this. Can't you see he's a stalker?" I spat before turning back to him. "I was drunk yesterday and I had no idea what I was doing but right now, I'm in my right sense of mind and there is no way I'm falling for your tricks again!"
He lifted his brows at me again as he listened attentively to my words. This made me feel as if he was mocking me, as if he wanted me to show off all of my stupidity while he remained the calm and wise one.
"I really think you should stop," Lana urged.
"I know what to do to people like you. Simply telling you off is not going to do. I have to get my friends to teach you a lesson. They'll surround you and beat you up!" I yelled in his face.
He tilted his head slightly at me. "Is that what you really want? You want to see me beaten black and blue?" He asked.
Did this man think I was bluffing? What was fucking wrong with him?
"I can't let anyone else hit me but for you, I'll make an exception on the condition that you do it yourself," he whispered as his gaze burned into mine.
My wolf stirred and I could swear that I felt butterflies begin to flutter violently in my stomach.
How could this man be flirting while getting attacked by me? How was he so good at it?
"You can start now, if you want. . ." He trailed.
My eyes went wide when I saw him bring his hands to his halfway exposed chest. He started to play with the button as if he wanted to take it apart.
"You've lost your mind! In fact, you're a psychopath. You're sick!" I snapped as I glared back at him in disbelief.
He grinned at me and my wolf began to do a seductive dance within my mind. She wanted him and she was becoming dangerous, so much so that she could push me to him when I least expected it.
"How can one man be so sexy?" Lana asked as she drooled.
I gasped as I took in her pathetic state. "Control yourself, Lana!" I exclaimed.
She jumped instantly and cleaned away the drool from her mouth. This was it for me. This man had to leave.
My wolf stirred with protest at the actions that I was about to take but I ignored her. I knew what was best for us. She was just driven by lust.
"You need to leave," I stated as I folded my arms at him.
He chuckled darkly. "Unfortunately, I can't."
His response was firm, despite the amusement and I wondered if I would have to call the Pack police on him.
Just how desperate was he to get under my skirt?
"I'm not afraid to use force," I stated.
He swept his eyes over me and it reminded me of last night again.
"As much as I'd love to see you do that, I can't leave just yet. I have business in this house," he stated.
I narrowed my eyes at the pervert. "Get out of my house!" I yelled.
That was when Mr Rogers appeared beside us out of the blue. "I thought I heard voices," he began and bowed to the beautiful stranger. "Lycan Issa, forgive Yulia. She's been stubborn about the arrangements since I told her," he began.
This time, the stranger frowned just as I did the same at Rogers.
"Yulia?" He asked and I heard the disbelief in his voice.
"Lycan?" I asked instead. "You know this pervert?"
Rogers widened his eyes at us. "You have no idea. . ." He said in realisation as he looked from me to him.
There was silence as I began to connect the dots.
"This is Lycan Issa, Mariana's stepbrother— your uncle," he dropped the bomb.
~ISSA"This is Lycan Issa, Mariana's stepbrother— your uncle. . ."My heart sank to the deepest part of my core as I realised who this beautiful yet rebellious woman was. I felt my beast begin to stir with protest. I had not seen this coming. I had not expected the events to turn on me this way. How could she be the same child I was supposed to look after? I was expecting to see a little child, not a full-grown woman! I blinked multiple times as I stared at Yulia. Her stormy gray eyes contorted and she looked away immediately, running into her friend's arms, perhaps hoping that the poor girl could help her disappear. I thought of last night and my wolf jumped. How could the woman I had kissed so passionately be my niece?What sort of a sick game was this? Memories of the way I touched her danced in my mind. Memories of all the obscene things I had imagined I would do to her when I finally found her replayed in my head. These things were not even healthy. Yet, she turned out to
~YULIA"What are my choices?" I hated it. I hated this moment. I hated the world. I hated fated for playing this sick game on me. My wold danced restlessly in mind and it was taking a lot from me just sitting here in the same room with him and pretended everything was fine. In reality, I wanted to scream. I wanted to roar. I wanted to cry, but I could not do any of those things. I could only hold myself together until this meeting was over and hope that I come out triumphant. Issa turned his green eyes to him. "You can either agree to come with me and I'll give you all the protection you need, pending the time it will take until I find all the people after you. . ." He trailed. "Then you can come back home." I sat up instantly as I shot him wide eyes. "How long is it going to take until you find them?" My heart began to race as I waited for an answer. This arrangement was not so bad. If it was something that would take just one or two months, then I could swallow my pride and ac
~ISSA"How do you intend on living in the same house with the girl you almost banged at the club last night?" He askedI shot him a stare. He had chosen a white shirt and blue jeans today. He had always liked things that made him look younger. He was my best friend— the only person I trusted in the world as well as my Beta. Perhaps, this was the reason why he had the guts to ask me this question. "I'll ignore her and move my attention to someone or something else, Miles." I assured myself it was possible even if my wolf stirred in protest. The sun was beginning to set and it was a beautiful sight. We were leaning against my car as we waited for my supposed niece to make her decision. "You and I both know that once you become obsessed with a woman, you won't get over her until you bury your damned cork into her." There was so much confidence in his voice that it got on my nerves. How could he be so sure that living with her would be pure torture for me?"She's my fucking niece for
~YULIAA loud crash exploded in my left ear and I screamed."Yulia!" I heard Issa yell.I looked up to see that I was fine. There was no blood and I was still whole. My body was still intact.So what had hit the window?"What was that?" I heard the Beta ask."Whatever you do, keep the window panes up, Miles." Issa was now glaring out the window as he tried to figure out what had happened.Suddenly, another thing crashed against my window, this time, on my right. I yelped and ducked my head while shooting my hands over my ears on impulse. "Shit! We're under attack! We're been ambushed!" The Beta exclaimed. "Ambushed?" I exclaimed as I braved looking up. That was when I saw the cars chasing after us from behind. My hand came to my mouth as I registered all the men poking their heads out, carrying cannon-like-guns on their hands, ready to shoot out whatever they had shot twice now. "Holy goddess! Holy goddess! We're doomed! There's too many of them. Unless you're the best and fastest
~YULIA"Who exactly are you?" My voice came out shakier than I had expected. My wolf began to come back to the surface after abandoning me to my fate earlier. There was no response from either of them. They just ignored me as if I had not breathed a word. Miles was helping him clean off the blood from his hands, but the ones on his clothes were there to stay. "You played with the weather. You summoned fogs and you moved at inhumane speed. How is that a wolf's ability?" I dared to ask. They refused to say a word to me. Miles brought the car to life and zoomed off. I spied on Issa from the mirror. He looked distant. He looked as if it was only his shell that was left behind. I wanted to ask more questions but since they were both playing mute, I decided to keep it for when we would arrive at his house. After all, they could not remain mute forever. I folded my arms as I sank deeper into my chair. The silence was awkward and I wanted to stretch badly as well as call Layla but I di
~YULIA“Iran…” I trailed, realizing I was face to face with Issa’s beast.The air suddenly turned cold and my intake of breath became shaky as I instantly began to tremble. His aura was alluring yet dreadful. I wanted to run— to move as fast as my feet could take me but I was rooted on the spot and I soon realized that I could not feel my feet. My wolf danced with excitement though, almost as if she was not affected by my fear and was more interested in what she would gain from this bond. I felt blood rush through me as she made me take in every detail of his body. From his glowing eyes to his seductive features, my wolf wanted him. Yet I wanted to fight the feelings that were boiling up within me. My thoughts were a scattered mess. I felt as if I was torn between two worlds— one where I wanted him and one where I could not stand him. “Yulia,” he whispered, his voice calm yet filled with authority, making my wolf do a sudden flip.I tried to speak, but my tongue felt twisted. The
~YULIAThe sun broke through the window blinds, filling the room with golden rays as I opened my eyes slowly— not fully awake. My head was hammering, a slight headache, living rent-free in it.The bed seemed strange, it felt like a thousand year old brick wrapped around with pieces of bug eaten foams joined together with glue.I moved my hands about it trying to locate my phone which I always kept under my pillow when it suddenly struck me, this wasn’t my bed."Where the fuck am I?"My eyes flew open and jumped off it, my heart thumping hard in my chest. Only when my feet touched the floor did I realize that everything in the room was different.Memories of yesterday's events came rushing back. From the moment I realized that the sexy man I almost made out with in the club was my uncle to the journey home with him, getting attacked by those weird men and my encounter with Iran.It filled me with dread."Fuck, it was no dream. It was all real. . ." I sighed heavily when I felt a sudde
~ISSAI walked out of the dining room and out the house.Since Yulia showed up in my life, my mind has been a hell of a mess. Meeting her at the dining table this morning intensified the battle in me, as keeping Iran in had become extremely difficult.“You look like you had shit for breakfast, Issa,” Miles chuckled.I shot him a hard glare which silenced the laughter the chuckle was turning into.He was also dressed in an all black outfit, just like me. It was a color we both loved to wear, especially whenever we were going on a raid or we had a risky mission at hand.“Always playing the tough guy, yet deep down you and I know it’s just a facade,” he teased further, running to the other side of the car as I raised my hands to grab him.“Sometimes, it feels as if you forget your place. I'm still your Lycan King and you answer to me. You had better watch your mouth or I might be forced to do the horrific things I reserve for my victims,” I bawled in the darkest tone, watching fear take
~YULIABloodshed was becoming second nature to me as I watched the heart burn. It did nothing to change how I felt about Mom’s death but at least I was sated that the people behind her murder were dead. Yet it seemed like there was still one person to find.“Let’s get out of here,” Issa said and held out his clean palm. I took it and he led me out of the dead lawyer’s apartment. I felt like there was something I needed to do. We were a few feet from the house before I stopped and turned back to it.“What is it?” Issa asked as concern masked his face.“I need to do something,” I told him. “What?” He asked.“I need to burn this place to the ground,” I told him. “It is the only way that I can move forward with my life. This house was built on the kindness of my mother, I need to raze it to the ground.” I told him.He nodded. “The fireplace,” he said. “We can set something on fire, a pillow, anything and spread it all over the place.”I shook my head. “I have a much better idea,” I sai
~ISSA“Shut up,” I muttered angrily as I drove to the lawyer’s house.“Who are you talking to?” Yulia asked with a puzzled look on her face.“He is taunting me,” I told her. Iran had been laughing nonstop in my head ever since he fought his way out and unleashed hell on those witches. I could do nothing as he took control of my body while I was forced to take the back seat and helplessly watch.I still had the taste of blood in my mouth and I fought the gag that was taking place in my throat.“Is it always like this?” Yulia asked. “I have been dealing with Iran since I was a boy, Yulia,” I said with a sigh. “He has been my curse for as long as I can remember,” I added.“Was that how you fought against magic?” She asked. “Because I know that Werewolves are fast but magic is faster.”She was right. Magic was very effective against wolfkind and even more lethal if the magic user was very powerful. “Magic works against me, and it hurts like hell, but with Iran, it's like pain is what h
~YULIABlood, burnt flesh and death was all I could see after the whole carnage settled. I saw a part of Issa that he did not show anyone, not even his pack. I saw the Issa that was full of regret and denial. I saw him look around in disbelief, I saw him almost throw up as he spat blood and flesh out of his mouth in disgust. There was blood in his hair, flesh hanging from his body and his clothes were badly burnt. The only piece of clothes that was still intact on his body was his trousers. He sighed and reached for his phone in his pocket with a blood-stained hand.“Who are you going to call?” I asked curiously. “The clean-up crew,” He answered in a monotone. He refused to look at me while he made the call.“Clean up at the downtown bar,” He said curtly. “Bring new clothes.”I had seen the clean up crew once at Lana’s place when someone had broken into her place and almost killed her. He looked at his phone which was now coated in blood before he returned it to his pocket.He loo
~YULIA I saw their magic. I could literally see the weaves of strings and patterns as they cast their spells. I could see the energy and power of their words as it crashed into Issa. I could see exactly how their magic worked. Was this the ability that came with being a child of light? Was this why everyone wanted my blood?Death and burnt flesh filled the air as I took in everything in my surroundings. Issa’s painful grunt as waves upon waves of magic hit him from all directions was the most vivid of everything. He was pushed onto his knees by the sheer force of magical powers coming from the remaining five witches.The fire had gotten the girl I had knocked out cold. I knew she was dead before she had hit the ground. She was a witch but I was a full-blooded werewolf. My strength was enough to kill her. I had felt the bone in her neck snap violently from my punch. There were five witches left and they had all focused their powers on Issa. I
~ISSA What did Rogers want from my Yulia? What was his end game? Sooner rather than later, we were going to have to meet face to face. “So, it seems like your lawyer has abandoned you,” I said to a quivering Agatha. “Still, I have not been given a reason as to why my sister had to die.”“We can not tell you, Lycan,” Bailey said in a hard tone. “A painful death awaits us if we talk to anyone about it.”“I am guessing going up in flames is part of it?” Yulia asked with deadly sarcasm. Agatha widened her eyes in surprise. “Yeah a few of your people have gone up in flames recently,” I said, confirming her suspicion.“And it seems that you are next in line to go to hell,” Yulia added. “You will tell me why my mother had to die by your hands.”“We can not tell you who leads us although you will be surprised if you do,” Agatha replied. “But Rogers is a big part of it, he has all the answers we cannot give you.”“How predictable, Rogers abandons
~ISSAI felt Iran clawing his way slowly to the surface of my mind. ‘Witch blood,’ he whispered hungrily at the deep ends of my psyche. He and I could feel the tension coming off the bartender. Iran and I could smell her fear as we both watched with dark humour as she thought of her options. She had none.“You need to make up your mind,” Yulia said in a hardened tone. I could feel her rage as she glared at the Bartender. The lady beside me sat rigidly as fear coursed through her. These two women were involved in the death of my beloved sister and I would do anything and everything within my power to make sure that they paid.The bartender looked around at the bar helplessly as it dawned on her slowly and surely. There was no one here to help her. She was cornered. I knew that her right hand was still on the shot gun hidden behind the bar counter but she as well as I knew that it would do nothing to help her. There was a lot at stake and it would be bad for business if word got out
~YULIA“Ward endangerment?” I asked in disbelief. “Is he being serious?” I was beyond confused by the legal action Mr. Rogers took against Issa. “Does he even have the power to do that? He knows you’re a Lycan after all.”Apparently, the letter that had been delivered to Issa came from Mr Rogers. The content made no sense to me. Why did Mr Rogers suddenly want to take him to court?He was the one who convinced me to move in with Issa in the first place. I felt a migraine forming in my head just from thinking about it.“Only if he has a legal interest in your case,” Issa answered as he drove us away from the school. “I knew that slimy son of a bitch was up to something,” Issa added.I looked at him. “Is there anyone you actually like?” “Yeah, you,” he answered as he pressed down on the accelerator, increasing the speed of the car.I noticed the anger in Issa’s eyes even if he was trying to mask it. Anyone would have been angry had they been in our shoes. I was just surprised by how ca
~ISSAEach body was missing something. A heart was missing from one body, another a liver, another a spleen and another the eyes. It was one of the bloodiest things I had ever seen. There was a yellow police tape to create a boundary to prevent the public from getting closer but I could still see flashes of pictures being taken and phones held high to record the gory scene.The school security team was doing its best to keep back the people but it was of no use. I could not blame the onlookers. I caught sight of Davina and Albus having a tense discussion with Jamal. I understood that it was a bad look on the Chancellor because this abomination happened right under his nose and in his school. I looked at Yulia who seemed lost and distraught at the gory sight before her. I could literally feel the emotional turmoil she was currently going through.“It would seem that someone is boldly trying to reenact the war we tried so very hard to stop and prevent,” Albus said as he joined me in w
~YULIAI could not breathe as I watched. Was this how my mother died? Bloody and alone with no one to help her? “No,” I croaked as tears welled up my eyes. Issa said nothing as he followed Mom into the house. I watched with a broken heart as she limped with agony written all over her bloody cut up face. She held onto her left wrist where the hand had been cut off as she struggled. Who could have done this?A rustle of leaves took our attention away and we saw figures clad in hooded black robes following Mom into the house. Witches. They were in no hurry. They walked like they had all the time in the world. “Why did anyone not notice this was happening?” I whispered as pain coursed through me.Issa watched with his fist balled up. He said nothing as he silently watched the whole thing. Mom pushed the door with her shoulder releasing a painful grunt as she entered the house. The hooded figures, eight in number, followed her into the house. I ran into the house and towards them.