Asher “You've got some nerve! You shouldn't even be speaking to me, damn you!” Liam yelled and threw something at the door. “Listen, I know you're mad at me right now and I understand why…” I began, but he cut me off. “Understand why? Fuck, I don't even understand what the fuck is going on!” He yelled out in desperation. The smell hit my nose again. Stronger. “Liam, please listen to me.” I placed a hand on the door in despair, “I can explain what's happening and I swear to you ,I will. But you need to get out of the house right now!” “Screw you!” He screamed. And then silence. “Wait. Why do I need to leave? What's this about?” He asked with uncertainty. “You're in danger. We both are. Let me out please.” I tried to trace where exactly the smell was coming from, but all I could tell with my normal senses was that it wasn't in my room. “Yeah nice try, asshole. I'll be a fool if I ever believed a word out of your mouth again!” I grunted in frustration and punched the
Dante Theo was a menace. In another world, he would've been a bully. Heck, he might be a bully to someone somewhere. But in the training field? The guy knew his shit.And even better, he knew how to make you want to die from his shit. By the time training was over, my legs felt like they belonged to someone else and every bone in my body screamed out in protest. I was glad to see I wasn't the only one though. I heard one of the girls say this was going to be her last time here. None of the guys said anything of the sort but I knew some of them wouldn't be coming back either. I was on the verge of quitting too, but I didn't want to see that smug look on Theo's face directed at me. He'd pushed me harder than I could bear the previous day. Or well it seemed so. Like he was trying to get me to quit. I wasn't sure why. Maybe because he thought I was weak and didn't want me to end up like Victor? Or maybe he just didn't like my face. Either way, I wasn't going to quit. And I wasn'
Asher Get up!Get up!Get the fuck up you dumbass! You aren't going to die like this! My eyes flew open and then promptly shut back when the rogue hunters fists connected with them. I tried to raise my hands to block him out but I couldn't. He was kneeling on them. Every part of my body screamed out in agony as the rogue hunter punched and tore into me repeatedly. I should be dead. I wasn't. “Yes, you aren't. I'm keeping you alive fuckwad!”Dean? He was back?! “Dean! What…” “No time buddy. You're healing faster than he can keep up with, but it's not going to last long so get your ass up and fight!”I didn't need to be told twice. I roared, feeling the tendons in my wrist stretch as my claws broke free. I was a werewolf once more. The rogue hunter stopped for a second in his assault. A second was all I needed. Putting every drop of energy left into it, I heaved myself up and head butted him. He reeled back enough to let my hands loose and I struck a punch into his face, sending
Asher I waited. The heart in my hands pulsed rapidly then paused. It pulsed again. Once, twice. And then it stopped finally. Still I waited. The boy lay at my feet, chest split open, mouth curved into a shocked “O”, but I waited. “I think he's dead, Asher,” Dean whispered. “I know.” “Okay. So uh, I know you want to admire your handiwork and really I do too, but I can hear Liam stirring and we need to get rid of the body.” “I'm not admiring my handiwork.” I squatted beside the body and lay the heart in his hands. “Kinda looks like you are.” “He's supposed to transform,”I said, sounding so unsure. “Into a wolf?” Dean sounded like he was talking to a petulant child and rubbing out of patience. “This can't be him. This can't be the hunter that has been chasing us for six years. He barely looks sixteen.” I raised my hands to the boy's face and drew his eyelids closed. “Can we worry about this later? Preferably on our way to dispose of the body?” Dean was right. I could
Asher “Our mate.” I repeated deadpan, but even as I said the words, I felt a flush of desire come over me. Dante. With his soft lips and those light brown eyes of his that sucked me in. I wanted to see those eyes half closed in pleasure. Wanted to see his lips tremble as I drove him over the edge. Wanted…. “Oh for fuck’s sake Dean!” I grunted in exasperation. “What? I wasn't doing anything Asher.” I was about to say something else, but the serious tone of his voice stopped me. He wasn't joking. “Let's just get this over with,” I grumbled and tried to focus on the task at hand. “I need him Asher. I yearn to be close to him,” Dean whined. “Goddamit. Can we talk about this later?” I heaped the sand with furious vigour. “No. We can't. I just came back from a traumatic experience and I need my mate.” “Glad to see you acknowledge he's your mate and not mine. We're making progress.” Heavy sarcasm laced my words. “You say that, but those thoughts right now were yours not mine.
DanteI almost couldn't get out of bed the next morning. My body felt amy legs just wouldn't move. When it finally did, the pain was almost too much to bear. They could barely hold up my weight, but I managed to drag myself out of bed and to the bathroom to get prepared for class. I'd vowed not to miss class anymore. I liked school. I liked learning and right now, my behaviour towards classes so far didn't reflect that. Mrs Porter certainly seemed to think so and I was out to prove her wrong. The trick to dealing with the pain, I realized, was to move slowly and move less. Get things done with less movement than you would normally. Difficult at first but I managed. This didn't apply for walking of course. There was no way around that save for, you know, not walking at all. I kinda hoped not to run into Mateo today. I didn't have the patience to deal with crazy today. Maybe not so crazy, but I didn't want to think of werewolves or creatures of the night who left claw marks on my
DANTE I tried sneaking into Mrs porters class, but she caught me, giving me a disapproving look that made me feel weird in my stomach, and I actively tried to avoid her gaze, but it was like it was piercing through my soul.“You're late,” she said, crossing her hands.I gulped down on my saliva, trying hard to avoid her gaze. “I'm sorry about that, Mrs Porter. I had some emergency to deal with and wasn't able to make it on time,” I explained.I could tell that she wasn't buying my story. I didn't need her to though, I just wanted to go through this class and other ones, and then go back home, study and get a good night's sleep.She shrugged. “I'd pardon you for today, but if you come late again, you'd be meeting with the vice chancellor,” she warned.I nodded in response, making my way towards the little entrance that led to my chair. I sat down, trying to process everything that she was teaching. I tried hard to listen to everything that she was saying, but at the same time my mind
ASHERI stopped on my tracks when I noticed something unusual. I checked the spot that caught my attention, not surprised to see that it was some belongings. Maybe it belonged to a passerby or some traveller. I walked past it, but a sense of deja vu hit me. Almost like, I had seen that bag somewhere and I was trying my best to recall it, but couldn't.“Check it then. Argh!” Dean groaned out of frustration.I rolled my eyes at his statement, but curiosity killed the cat. I checked and recalled it in a matter of seconds, it was the place where I had caught Mateo spying on me. A smirk formed on my lips as I thought about that pathetic prick.I bent down, checking his bags for clues and found nothing, but there was something else that caught my attention. My eyes darted to the footprints on the ground, leading me to the direction he went in. He must have not gone far.“Are we really going to look for that asshole instead? Don't we have important things to do?” Dean whined.“It would only
MATEOI knew the library wasn't an ordinary incident. Everyone tried batting an eye, calling it some kind of prank, but with the way I saw it, I could tell it was a creature. A monstrous creature and my mind was on Asher.“Don't you think you're taking this thing a little too far?” Slyder inquired as we approached the surveillance room.I planned on sneaking in while Slyder just watched out for anyone that was coming in. She didn't want to, but I had my ways and by that, I threatened her until she had no choice but to agree.“You want to find out about the library incident? Okay, but do you really think this is the way? What if we don't find anything,” she blabbered on and on.I was already fed up with her constant whining. “Zip it for five minutes. I have to go to work,” I shut her up.She rolled his eyes. “The guards are in the room and we're not allowed there. What's your plan, huh?” she crossed her arms, a smirk on her face.But I had a plan already. I wasn't planning on coming h
DANTE “What the fuck man?” I backed away, making a safe distance between the both of us. “Why were you staring at me like some kind of creep? Were you trying to give me a heart attack or something?”It was dark but I could see his movements through the ray of moonlight that peeked through the window. “You didn't let me sleep, so I figured I had to do something at least,” he replied.I was confused. What does he mean by I didn't let him sleep when I was perfectly sound asleep and he was the one about to give me a heart attack? “You were having nightmares and talking in your sleep. I stayed by your side to watch over you and make sure you were okay,” he explained.My heart felt a warm and tingly feeling. I didn't want to care, but why did he suddenly care about me? It was so insane and touching at the same time.“Um…T...Thank you. But you didn't have to go through all those troubles. I'm fine now,” I assured him, trying to disregard the strange feelings inside me.He scoffed. “Like I
DANTEI sat on the chair, trying to avoid his lingering gaze on me. My breath quickened, getting heavier and heavier by the second. It's been almost two minutes– I was counting. It felt so awkward being in the same room with him. I wanted the ground to open up so bad and swallow me up, but for some odd reasons I liked his gaze on me.I had to caution myself, refrain myself from the thoughts that were starting to envelop me. “So, how are we going to do this?” I broke the silence between us.He looked up at me, I noticed his beautiful gray orbs and then it felt hard to breathe again. My body was becoming hot and my heart raced fast, why was he affecting me in this way?He cleared his throat. “You can take the bed. I'm fine sleeping on the couch?” He gestured to the gray cushion not too far from us.I felt a bit bad. I didn't want him to lay down on the floor, especially since I was going to be here for God knows how long. He was tall and for his body size, the couch would be so uncomfor
DANTE“What are you doing here?” He smirked, handing me his helmet and I scoffed trying to avoid his gaze that was lingering on me. “Are you stalking me? I could've sworn I saw you following me this morning,” I accused him.He smirked. “Don't get ahead of yourself, Dante. Aren't you a darling? Thinking I'm following you around, like I'm what? Your bodyguard?” He chuckled.I ignored him, still looking around for a cab, but it felt like the road was scanty and it was as if there were no cabs around. I held my breath, in hopes that a cab or something would pass.“You know there's going to be a storm and no cabs are going to be available for the night right?” He told me.I cursed my luck. This was not what I wanted to happen and this was leaving me in a situation, I could already picture him with a smirk on his face thinking he has already won.But I was adamant. “I know about that but I'm still willing to try my luck and if not, then I can take the subway instead,” I said.He chuckled l
DANTEYesterday, I retired to bed with lots of thoughts going on in my mind. I woke up this morning, my breath becoming heavier. I checked the time, it was almost seven a.m, which means I have to wake up early otherwise I'm late for class already.I managed to get my sore body off the bed and started staggering towards the fridge, taking a glass of water to help myself. I gulped down everything in one go,trying to even my breath.“You are already involve. Just act normal.”Asher's word kept going through and fro in my head, making it hard for me to stop thinking about it. I knew that there was something up with him and suspected he was involved in this werewolf stuff, but hearing the confession from him just hits different.That confirms Mateo's suspicions, but what I don't understand is what Matteo is trying to benefit from all this. A part of me felt like I had to do my best, like I had to do whatever it takes to make sure that Asher is safe. Definitely bizarre.It's better to stay
DANTE I didn’t believe him.Or maybe I did, and that was the problem.Asher was sitting there, calm as ever, like we weren’t talking about something that should’ve been impossible. Like I wasn’t sitting across from him, trying to pretend that my whole world wasn’t flipping upside down.I looked down at my tray, at the food I wasn’t eating. I picked up my fork and stabbed at the scrambled eggs, pushing them around like they were the most interesting thing in the world.I could feel Asher watching me. He wasn’t saying anything, but he didn’t have to. He was waiting.I sighed and set the fork down. “You know,” I muttered, “this would be a whole lot easier if you just said something.”Asher tilted his head slightly. “Like what?”I shot him a look. “I don’t know. Something that makes sense.”He smirked, and I hated that it still had that stupid, cocky effect on me. “Everything I’ve said makes sense.”I scoffed. “Right. Sure. Claw marks show up at the library, you claim it wasn’t you, and
DANTE I woke up feeling like my head had been smashed against a brick wall. For a few seconds, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember where I was. My dorm. Right. Safe.Sort of.The last thing I remembered was walking out of Asher’s place. My mind had been racing, my body sore, my stomach twisted into knots. Even now, my muscles ached, like I’d run a marathon in my sleep.I turned onto my side, groaning as my shoulder throbbed. My blankets were tangled around me, half on the floor, half wrapped around my legs.I had slept like crap.I reached for my phone on the nightstand and squinted at the screen. 10:12 AM.Great. Missed my morning class.I sighed, rubbing my eyes. Normally, I’d be freaking out about that, but today? I couldn’t bring myself to care. Everything still felt weird. Not just because of last night. Not just because of Asher. It was me. I felt off.Like something wasn’t sitting right in my own skin.I pushed the thought away and forced myself to get
DANTE I blinked my eyes open and the first thing I noticed was the quiet. The room was dim, only a ray of light coming from the window. Everything felt still like the air was holding its breath. My body ached, my head was heavy, and the faint smell of pine and earth filled my nose.I wasn’t in my dorm.That realization hit me all at once, making my pulse pick up. The bed was too big, the sheets softer than the cheap ones in my room, and the smell? It was familiar, but not mine. Panic crept up my spine as I pushed myself up, groaning at the stiffness in my muscles. I barely made it halfway before a voice stopped me.“You shouldn’t be moving.”I froze.That voice. My heart slammed against my ribs as I turned my head. And there he was.Asher.Sitting in a chair near the window, arms crossed, watching me. His expression was unreadable, his blue eyes unreadable. Memories of last night crashed into me all at once.The chase. The shadow in the trees. The monster with black eyes.And Asher,
DANTEThe library was dead silent. It always was at this time of the night. Most students didn’t stick around after dark, but I liked the quiet. No one bumping into me. No distractions. Just me, my books, and the hum of the flickering overhead lights.I stacked my notes into my backpack, stretching as I stood up. My back was stiff from hunching over my laptop for hours, and my eyes burned from staring at the screen for too long. I glanced at my phone, it was 11:47 P.M.Damn. I wasn’t meant to stay this late.I slung my bag over my shoulder and made my way toward the exit. The library felt different at night. The long, empty rows of bookshelves cast weird shadows, and the dim emergency lights near the doors gave everything a bluish glow.I shook off the eerie feeling creeping up my spine. It was just my imagination.Pushing the heavy doors open, I stepped out into the cold night air. The campus was practically deserted. A few distant streetlights flickered, casting long, twisting shado