What do you think is Asher's problem? Is he being jealous or can't stand Dante's presence? Don't forget to comment and drop a gem. XoXo, Sadiosa
Asher. He smelt heavenly. I felt my wolf bristle as he walked by me. My heightened sense of smell could still pick the alcohol from last night on his breath and the dried up pee in his pants that he hadn't bothered to change. And the fear. The fear smelt delicious. I didn't want to think of him as prey. It was generally in every werewolf’s interest not to think of humans as prey. But him? Him I wanted to hunt down. I wanted to box him into a corner and watch him cower and beg. Then I'd draw close enough that he'd feel my breath on his neck. He would shiver in equal parts delight, and terror as I run my hand up his chest and wrap them around his windpipe. His lips would be soft, drawing me in. Begging for more. His hard… "Aw Goddamit, Dean!" I spoke to my wolf internally. Those were all his thoughts, not mine. I groaned and threw my bag on my bed. “What? He's our mate. I can't help it.” Dean whined. I could feel him pouting. The mental image made me smirk. “Your mate ma
Dante. I grumbled in annoyance with myself as I stomped down the hallway. It wasn't until I got out of the dorm rooms and into the open that I realized people were looking at me funny. Who could blame them? I probably looked like shit. Smelt like it too. There had to be some sort of public bathroom on campus. Like in the gym maybe. I reached into my backpack for the map that Mateo had given to me alongside several vouchers and pamphlets telling you how to get the most out of college and to stay away from drugs. I found those but I couldn't find the map. Turning out to be a really shitty day. Should've taken Mateo up on his offer to show me the way but I thought I still had the map and it didn't matter because he fled the room the second he got a chance to anyway. I looked around, trying to get my bearings. This was part of the things I hated about relocating and changing schools so much. Everything is new. You have to learn new roads and street names and ways of doing things
Dante. He patted his buddies on the back to bid them goodbye and weaved his way through the stream of students towards me. “Hey! I for sure thought you weren't going to make it to class.” He fell into step beside me. “Yeah thanks for the vote of confidence man. Really appreciate it.” I grumbled. “No problemo.” He smirked. “You freaking abandoned me dude. What the hell was that about?” I whispered furiously. “Oh come on. Don't take it personally. I had to save my skin. I had no business being there in the first place.” Mateo replied breezily. “Save your own skin meant letting me take the fall for something you said?” “Hey, you took the fall by yourself. Besides, what would you rather have had me do? Stand and fight a guy in his own dorm room?” Mateo raised an amused brow. “No. Not really.” I knew there was nothing Mateo could've done to salvage the situation. I understood what he meant by saving his own skin, but that didn't mean I couldn't be pissed about it. “And anyw
Asher. I could hear the music from the frat house from a mile away. Not because it was that loud although it was loud even for human standards. A rogue hunter wouldn't come near a place like this. The discomfort and potential damage to his ears wouldn't be worth it. But me? I was used to it. Or maybe it was part of my abnormality. Not being able to control when I transform and not being as affected by sounds like normal werewolves. Checked out. The house came into view. I had wanted to slip in through the back but it would seem there was no hope of that now. There were people everywhere. I could smell the booze and sweat and, god! the lust. They didn't need a reason to party. All they needed were drinks flowing in surplus and students willing to show up. There were people making out all over the place. A girl had her tongue so far down a guy's throat, I was concerned he was going to throw up. It looked like half the campus was here. Which would not even be surprising. Todd Hanl
Dante All through class, I couldn't get the conversation I had with Mateo out of my head. Which was a bummer because the Ethics lecturer was doing some actual lecturing. She was a middle aged woman. Maybe her forties or late thirties and she spoke like ethics was the most interesting subject in the world. In many ways, maybe it was. The lecture hall was filled with twice as many students as archeology. Either a lot of students really liked Ethics as a subject or they were just here for the hot teacher. I heard a couple guys behind me say something to that effect. I didn't think she looked hot. She was beautiful, charming. But I couldn't see her the way the other guys were. Maybe because she reminded me too much of my own mother. The topic she was talking on was interesting but I couldn't pay attention. There were too many things on my mind. “It's Asher Lowell. Everyone's got something against him.” Mateo had said that. But did everyone really have something against Asher o
Asher “You're joking right?” “Nope. I think we can and we should.” “So not joking. Just crazy.” “How long are we going to keep running and hiding in shitty places like this?” I asked, feeling frustrated. “For as long as it takes. Good talk buddy.” “I don't want to continue to live like this. Dean? Dean?!” I groaned in frustration. Typical. He leaves in the heat of a conversation. I stuffed a handful of chips into my mouth and chewed aggressively before nearly retching and nearly spitting it out. I hadn't read the packet. Tomato flavoured? Where did these people get these stupid flavour ideas? What happened to good old potato chips seasoned with salt? I crushed the pack and tossed it in the bin at the foot of the bed. “Let's say, hypothetically, that I agreed to this insane idea of hunting the hunter,” Dean's voice echoes in my head. “How exactly would we do it?” I smirked. He was curious. Maybe not interested yet, but curious. I could work with that. “Well, we
Dante I managed to go through the rest of my classes without much drama. I didn't see the short girl again nor did I run into Mateo. I took that's a good sign. I didn't realise how hungry I was until I smelt the heavenly aroma from a taco stand. My stomach growled in protest. I'd been so preoccupied by my thoughts that I'd forgotten to eat. While I dug into my tacos, I studied the map of the school I'd snagged from a bench earlier. Some student had probably forgotten it there. Well that was his or her luck . Finders keepers. I didn't have my phone with me so I needed something to pass the time. The map showed my next class was almost all the way on the other side of campus. For the upteenth time I wondered what the engineers were thinking. It made no sense to me. It was all white and silver-or was it chrome,- walls and artistically carved rose bushes and dome shaped rooftops. Perfect for taking cool pictures for I*******m and making cool tiktoks. Navigation wise, It just plai
Dante.Mateo was scared too. He was doing a good job of hiding it, but I could hear his breathing increase when we got to the floor of my dorm room. We were walking slowly. Quietly. Like as though making too much noise in the hallway thirty feet from the room would anger him. When we got to the door, we both paused. Mateo adjusted the laminated ID card hanging from a thick green rope on his neck. It contrasted nicely with his white shirt. There was no ignoring that bright green. “Ya ready champ?” He said, trying to sound confident and unbothered, but his voice sounded slightly higher than normal. I really wished he didn't have to do this but I couldn't tell him to turn around now. “Yeah. Ready.” I didn't have the key to the room. Since I left in a hurry, I didn't think to take it. Twisting the knob and just bathing in was out of the question . We didn't discuss it but we both knew the best option was to knock. Mateo knocked. We both took in a deep breath at the same time an
ASHERMy eyes averted to the door when Dante walked in with a small smile on his face. What was with him being so neutral about everything? The Dante I knew would have run miles away from me after what happened last night.He put his bag down on the desk. “Are you hungry?” He asked, bringing out something like cup noodles. “I bought this from the store opposite the school. It's called ramyeon, but I'm sure you'd like it.”For some reason, that made me feel unsettled. I didn't like the way he was trying to warm up with me and things didn't seem to add up, especially not after seeing him and Mateo together.Only God knows what they were talking about. What if they were after me or something? Could they be working against me? Was that the reason for his switched-up attitude?“Here you go,” he said, handing me the cup noodles. I stared down at the cup noodles, and my eyes slowly making back its way to him.He stared at the noodles and suddenly let out a short laugh. “I forgot the seasoni
DANTE“Who the fuck does he thinks he is?” I scoffed, throwing my shoes under my bed. Asher was getting cocky and to think I thought we were getting along for a moment.I must be a fool.I disregarded any thoughts regarding him and changed into my pajamas, getting into bed. I tried sleeping, but Asher's words kept playing back and forth in my head.What did he mean by that? Why was my heart beating after he said that? I needed to get myself checked because there's no way I felt a spark between us.And it didn't help that I was worried about him. The creature was there, and he was still out there. What if he gets attacked and—Wait, why do I care about him?He could be torn into pieces for all I cared, and there was no need to care about him. I saw him fight the creature, and I'm sure that he would be able to do it again. But I was guilty, I should've stayed out of his business. I know he's involved in some mystical shits but if I wanted to stay clear of it then it's best not to have
DANTE“Fuck,” I groaned.I can't believe I was doing this and the question that plays in my mind was why I was doing this? Mateo needed some dirt on Asher and I wanted to get him off Asher's back. But it's not because I care about Asher or anything, but because I wanted Mateo to stay clear of Asher. Asher could do just anything to him and I wouldn't be able to help him.Once I was sure that Asher was far away in the woods, I started trailing after him. I acted like I was asleep, waiting for him to go on his usual journey. I followed the trail of his shoes making sure I was discreet.I stopped when I realized that he was talking to a hooded figure. I squinted my eyes, trying to get a glimpse of who he was talking too, but the person was farther away from me.They stopped talking for a bit and before I knew it, he threw something at me, but I was quick to dodge it. I was breathing heavily, praying to God that he didn't see me. I hid behind a tree, hoping he wouldn't catch me.After wa
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