BARE TO YOUIt's been three days since Grayson has been missing. Three days since the last time I saw the bastard before he left without a word. Sometimes I'm worried, but like the flow of water tossed back and forth in a reeling bottle, my emotions shift from concern to irritation and back. It's not unusual for him to leave me, but my worry heightens when he doesn't return at lunch nor at sunset. Gerzi isn't with me either and I'm not sure if that's another sign that I should worry. Day two isn't much different. I'm still alone, I go about my usual duties collecting water to drink, make breakfast and lunch but then have no appetite for the food, a quick bath and resign myself in the house, pacing and hoping that he returns soon. Day three I've given up on Grayson returning and I'm mad at myself for gobbling up greedily the lies he has fed me all this time. That I've allowed myself to become so dependent and comfortable with him to allow him to treat me as shit. W
STRANGER THINGS It's still dark when I glance out the window, a furnace warming my back and when I turn, I find Grayson still sleeping or pretending to when his eyes slide open finding mine. His hands reach over pulling me closer to him because somehow we're able to be closer than just flesh meeting flesh. My feet draped over his thighs, chest crashing against his flat one, his fingers threading through my hair. "You're awake. " "So are you, " He responds."You're also still here. " "Yes, " I play with the lightly spread hairs that decorate his chest, my head against his pecs listening as night slowly fades with the sounds of crickets. My chest constricts tightly with all the questions I have swirling inside my head, but decide to leave them until the morn. I woke to tangled limbs and drool, which I quickly confiscated. I can't believe I've found myself this comfortable within the embrace of a man. Well, grant it, all that bed ruffling couldn't exactly be considered child's play.
SKEWED I glanced behind me because that rolly polly could never be pointing that itsy bitsy finger at me. I find nothing, but people moving about their business, too busy to notice the madness within the midst of them. "No, " I hear Grayson respond. "There must be something else. Name another price. " The troll shakes his head that's wrapped up in colorful cloth. "No, that's what I want. " "I'm not a that" I clear up. "And you're human too. " "Monsters" actually Grayson adds and I glance up at him. "What?" "Once a human enters the black market, they're not considered humans anymore. Especially once they come to him. " Grayson motions in the merchant's direction. "Once you join, they all take an oath-" "And are subject to things beyond your imagination. You think your worst nightmare is meeting a wolfie in the den of night lassy?" The merchant asks creepily. "There are much worst things. " His eyes glow a ethernal green, that scares the living shit out of me. Where the f**k d
STORM I take a good look at Grayson, I can see the subtle way she attempts to stifle the war that was going on inside him, but I always thought this was just how he was, reclusive. "I thought it was normal for you two...well grant it, I didn't realize you two were one? I'm still boggled by all of this. " "This is him as a separate consciousness. Only he's able to interact with me here, in this physical world. He can do anything that we do. " "Even die?" I question curiously and I notice a subtle discomfort that climbs into Grayson's expression. "Yes," his voice is grave. "But at a great cost to me. " I want to ask him what or how but I can't, this isn't something he wants to readily discuss. Still, my silent question lingers in the air, fingers trailing back and forth across his arm as I waited for him to say something. Preferably an explanation, but I guess a diversion of the conversation was okay too. "I'd lose my sanity, " He then says and I pull myself up, taken aback comple
ONCE BITTEN It's still howling outside and fact that I can't see beyond the edge of the window does nothing to calm my raging anxiety. Things are still tearing and being ripped apart, a branch hurled my way, hitting against the window and I hop back from fright. My heart beats a mile a minute, stuck inside on my own - And oh my god where the hell is Grayson and Gerzi?! "Grayson!" "Grayson!" I yell again atop my voice. My only answer is the hounding of the wind and thrash of trees around us. I'm sure my flower bed is flat, whether from the trample of hails or the constant whipping of the breeze. The last thing I was expecting was a freaking hail storm and this early at that. I mean its authum, but if the weather was this unpredictable, who's to say we won't have tornadoes next, and there's no hiding from that f**ker.So yes, the precursor of winter had finally made her appearance and I wasn't ready to embrace her in the least. I grab my coat, wrapping it around my shoulders as I r
I know when he's fully awake. Or maybe that's the time I'm fully awake but I can hear Grayson searching, vials clinking together as he foraged for his medicine. He slumps back eyes clenched tightly, fists rolled together as he attempted to hold himself together. It's another migraine, I can tell from the black lines, that line his forearm and spreads upwards against his neck, and from how dark the lines are it's only getting started. I throw my covers back, rushing to his side, a hand gripping mine and hauling me back roughly. A whimper leaves my mouth, Grayson's grip tightening as if he intends on crushing my bones to dust. "Gray..." I manage to get out, kneeling at his side when the pain brings me down. I can't take much more of it. "Lei-" A guttural grunt and groan, his hand leaving mine but not without consequence when his nails leave a trail of blood down my forearm. Grayson doubles over gripping his head from the onslaught of pain, his miserable groans the fuel to my frantic
I've been sick for a few days now. Okay maybe sick doesn't quite describe nausea, but ever since Grayson wrecked that deer's stomach before me, it's as if I'm constantly surrounded by raw dead animals. The worst thing about that is, I can't get around it, I have hunting practice, and guess who has the distinguished pleasure of cleaning up the animal?No not you. I wish it was you."Again"I move to block Grayson's incoming attack, but then I'm washed with a hazy wave and end up on my ass against the ground when he sweeps my feet."You're distracted," he says standing above me."You don't say" I respond sarcastically. "You still have many loopholes that could get you killed. You need to think on your feet, block but also think of a counter. And your stance isn't rooted that's why you've kept falling over" Grayson holds out his arm to help me up and I push his aid to the side, getting up on my own, grabbing the small dagger once more.
GRAYSON A SMALL GIFT Winter was now here, strong winds replacing the cool toasty whisphers of summer, frost nipping at our nose and toes, practially any skin that's left exposed. The landscape is blanketed in white fluffy caps, but lonely. At least that's how it has been for the last few years. I've given up on attempting to get Leila inside. I've resorted to silence to end our constant bickering, since she's being stubborn as usual. Leila's dressed warmly, though I'm still working on perfecting the shoe I've got for her. White puffs of fog, ooze from my mouth as I breathe, glancing at the desolate sky, sun hidden behind clouds. Gerzi paces back and forth, observing Leila before walking over to me, dropping himself into the snowy ground, ice crunching beneath his body. 'The grasshopper is carrying''What?' I pause my work glancing up at my wolf. He didn't just say what I think he did.'You heard me right the first time'
BONDS TRIUMPH ANY TRIAL The worst thing about starting a revolution is that you have to see it through. I'm starting not to like that idea. Mostly because I'm stuck inside alone- well not necessarily all by myself but those that support me, cannot attend to my needs.And by needs, you know what I mean.No, not sex. Get your head out of the gutters.I meant conversation, cuddles, and late-night plays.I was part of the front line too, but then I was physically and forcefully removed without choice or option; because we found out an important matter. Only I knew first this time but kept it hidden. For good reason.This eventuality.I sigh once more palming my stomach. Grayson has been gone for three weeks. He's taken my women, his men, frankly anything that would remind me of what's going on outside those gates. So many more humans have joined our cause to live freely and have freedom. And we have spread like a wildfire, expanding our borders in even spaces I didn't think possible. We
HE'S NOT THE ALPHA Darnick is compliant with his decision to return, which only leaves Rasmus and me as the only jittery pawns on his chess board. This uninformed selfish decision of my father will run everything we've worked for into the ground and when Leila gets wind of this, it will be nothing short of a fuse explosion. "When are we leaving?" "At a convenient time for all of us," Xavier answers as if we're talking about abandoning cattle. That these weren't people with lives. Lives that were depending on us to protect them. "When was this decision made? ""Does it matter when it was made? My decision is final.""We're leaving them to die. It's a suicide mission. " I clarify just in case he was too blind to the reality of the situation at hand. "Commander Lyra has the know-how to navigate even the toughest of circumstances. ""The capability but not the equipment she needs. She hasn't had that for a while now. Or was that the reason why you've decided to save half her battalion
IMPOSSIBLE CIRCUMSTANCESGRAYSON "You've made a grave mistake confronting him before everyone else, " I told my little mate when we had returned to her quarters."I know, I know, " Leila nods. "You allowed your emotions to get the best of you and now he's out for blood. ""I know. He'll want my head for this." She paces around her room rubbing her arms as if exposed to the cold. "I just, it felt too much. After I thought we lost them all. I mourned them, Grayson." Leila's dark eyes meet mine confusion swirling in the midst as she gazes up at me. "How are they still alive, it's not possible? Why wasn't everyone else saved? If he's so strong why isn't everyone still alive? Marie, Louis, and his family. "Leila's body trembles as she breaks into tears once more, her emotions overriding the restraint she had built up now bursting at the seams. "It doesn't matter. They're here and alive. ""Except it does. How can I tell the part of me that's been hollow for months now that it was all a
A PACK LOST A PACK GAINED I was on the outside surveying our space to plant more food and possibly rear a few animals. It's been a rough couple of months and my arm heals at snails pace. The wolves are still gathered around the periphery of the fortress, steadfast and unmoving since Grayson hasn't lifted his command. Hadn't we had them, perhaps Phineas' attempts to destroy us would have succeeded at his first crack.A hand reaches around, blocking my view and I attempt to back away, ducking beneath in the process, only to be enclosed in hard flesh and bones. "Morning," He growls at my ear ."It's afternoon," I correct."Still early," he rasps at my ear, back pedaling both of us in the process."Where are you taking me?" I question the oaf."You'll see soon enough.""I have work to do," I argue."You're always working," His reply comes, feet still walking blindly and his breath warm a constant against my cheek."Do you even know where you're going?" I enquire not liking the fact that
STRONGERDaina runs away while I sit in open contemplation. My chest and cheeks hurt like fudge sticks, my shoulders are sore, but my head felt as if I'd hit it against the column, knocking myself out for half my lifetime. My body was heavy as lead, even though I was only seated upright."I wouldn't advise moving as yet, Luna. You took quite a nasty beating and the medicine still needs time to circulate.""Impeccable timing," I told him, my voice croaking as that of a hoarse frog, my eyes quickly sweeping the room. It wasn't mine, but from the nonexistent accolades, I knew this was Grayson's plain room. I could almost chuckle thinking of how filled this room will easily become with Tyler's drawings over the years.That is if he intended on staying here. Fear seized my chest and I clutched at it, telling myself I'm only overreacting. Where else would he seek to go?"Where's Grayson?""The Alpha is currently being looked after." Gamma Kole answers.My brain dissects the funny way he dec
DAINA ALL MEN MUST SERVE Inside was just boring and mourful. All everyone bickered about was the war and how things should have been different. They lamented about losing people and about not being prepared more. All it did was agitate me. It was the past, it was said and done and cannot be changed. I desperately wanted to scream at them to just shut up and move on with their lives. Focus on freaking surviving. What else could we do at this point?Glancing around the blackened room and finding the newly acquired Alphas only made my mouth more sour. Six people from two entire packs survived that freaking attack. What kind of monster army did Alpha Phineas have to have subdued them like that? His Luna had been such a simple girl when we met last. I supoose that's the reason behind her apparent simpleton behavior. Her Alpha was terrifying.I push to leave the suffocating atmosphere of the dead and dying, a human warrior shifting into my path and blocking my way."Sorry," He says voice
GRAYSON ALPHA COMMAND That bastard Phineas, I bet he had timed Leila just right to have cornered her inside her room. I had every intent on ripping his head from his shoulders, but the damned ass had escaped rolling over the window and scampering down the wall with his tail between his legs.I huff, watching as he scurried away, a f*king cheeky smile on his face, echoing the words of his return. I can't stay furious, turning to find Leila unmoving, my worst fears manifesting seeing how beaten up she was.My teeth screech on edge, Phineas now making himself my number one enemy. Known to him, I promised death to whoever touched Leila and my wrath knew no bounds or creed. My body bows with stress, kneeling before the blood that heats my veins. Leila cries out from pain that strikes my soul, her entire being trembling as I took her into my arms. Her lips bleed, bruises lining her forehead and arms. That son of a bitch!"I'm going to die, I'm going to die," Leila whispers, her words mir
SACRIFICES ***WARNING: May contain triggers.Our walk to the fortress takes days when in reality it should've only been a few hours. With the massive injuries that our group had sustained, we were left to creep as old men, creating shelters and entertaining others from dwelling on the reality of our condition. Tyler sticks on my heels aiding me to gather as much fruits as possible. A few murmur about having only that to eat, but I turn my ears and bite my tongue. What did they want me to do, hunt a boar? They weren't Tyler and I was never asking Grayson to go find one either. Everyone had to learn to live within their means and accept the case for what it is. If we send enough abled out people out and they were attacked, any hopes of us rebuilding would be smashed against the rocks. I glance at the sky a little perturbed about the overcast weather, but think better of it when I glanced back at the ailing pack. Maybe it was best that we didn't rush them. Tyler tightly grips my arm u
BLEEDING HEART "Leila, you cant afford to have your emotions control you," Gerzi scolds or maybe it's sturdy advice. My entire body trembles at the thoughts of the many people we've lost. The glossy eyes that stare back at me- us by extension. The many children lost, the parents that are beside themselves in agony. Too traumatized to even utter a word. The carnage of Trish's body flashing before my eyes forcing me into a mental hell I wanted not. I paused my steps, closing my eyes as I grit my teeth through the pain. I didn't want to loose anymore people to this. I couldn't!War has places us all on the same ranking. We were all vulnerable and helpless. Dependent on each other for growth, stability and strength. We were as weak as the smallest one among us. It shed light on our shortcomings. The distrust and lingering desparities between us. There were no lines today in that attack. We were all preys."There's a large cave nestled in some rocks ay the edge," Gerzi directs. "Just ke