Chapter 2

I walked down the stairs, I could hear my father’s laughter. As miguel made a somewhat joke about his first kill. As I said before, vicious. Killing made a wolf like him excited. It brought him joy, just as it bought my parent’s joy. 

“Oh here she comes.” Said Louise. 

Miguel stood up quickly, with his eyes fixed on me. My father seemed proud to see me. While my silly sister clapped her hands excitedly as if she was a five year old. Our guest walked up to me then offered me a seat. 

“Thanks.” I said. 

“Your welcome.” 

“Miguel here was telling us about his first kill. Did you know that he killed his first prey at just three years old of age.” Said Gilbert. 

“Oh really?” I asked, annoyed. 

It was obvious that Miguel was only trying to impress my parents. 

“Believe it or not but I was a killer from my mother’s womb.” Said Miguel, boldly. 

“You speak as it is a talent.” I said. 

“I have many talents, killing is just one of my best.” 

“Ooh.” Monica hissed. 

“What do you do by profession Miguel? We want our daughter to be in the best hands.” Louise asked. 

“I own different companies. Multinational to be exact.” 

“What kind of companies?” 

“Ones that manufacture cars, planes. I even own clubs, one is also in LA. I have also opened at least two schools for werewolves. One is located in Africa, the other one is in the UK.” 

Both my parent’s smiled. 

“It seems our daughter is in perfect hands then.” Said Gilbert. 

“Yes, indeed she is.” 

“Then I guess we should expect a wedding soon.” said Louise. 

“Of course but I would like to hear what your lovely daughter has to say about this.” 

I was startled. Vicious yet ready to hear my opinion. 

“I think that I should get to know you better first before we uhm become mates.” I said. 

Both my parent’s had a disappointed look in their eyes. 

“What is there to know dear. He is wealthy and handsome.” said Louise. 

“Vicious and strong.” Gilbert added. 

“Smart and confident.” Said Monica. 

Miguel chuckled. 

“I agree with Zelda. I think it will be much better if she got to know me first. I have a large room where she could stay. I will sleep in the other room. I must admit, I am a very busy wolf. I am mostly free during the night but I will make exceptions during the day only for you. Show you the real me. How is that?” He asked. 

I smiled. 

“I could work with that.” I said. 

My parent’s smiled. 

“I will get your bags.” Said Monica. 

“NO! I mean that I will get them myself. Just sit.” 

I stood up from my chair, hoping not top embarrass myself in front of the guest. However my sister was enough embarrassment. She followed behind me giggling. I wanted to slap her right there but I maintained my peace. 

My clothes were already packed, i grabbed the bag from the bed. My sister entered the room. 

"Why did you follow me?" I asked. 

"I just wanted to say something." 

"What's that?" 

"Can you ask if Miguel has any hot friend's. I want to be matched too." Monica whispered. 

I chuckled. 

"I don't think he has good friends. He is too vicious. Even for my own liking." 

"But he seems to like you." 

"Don't confuse lust with love. I better go now. I will call you." 

Monica offered me a hug, a tight one. I felt most pleased. 

My parents were excited to see me with bags in my hand's. Miguel rushed over to me. 

"Can I carry these for you?" He said, as if the bags were heavy. 

"Alright." 

He grabbed both bag's and placed them carefully in the boot of his red convertible. 

I waved my family goodbye, I could see my mother wiping away her tears of joy from her face. It was embarrassing.  

The drive took about an hour till we finally arrived at the desired destination. It was a quiet drive. No one uttered any word between us. I could see a house with many glass doors and a long pool. The trees were perfectly trimmed and very tall in height. They were arranged in different leaf colour. The ones on the left had green leaves, the one in the middle had pink leaves and the one on the right had white leaves. The entrance was paved with brown cement bricks, with a rusty like color. On the side of each paving were white and black concrete rocks. Arranged in a square shape. In between each square was a small round light enforced to the ground. It made such beautiful decoration. 

Miguel parked his car, while his gate closed automatically. A gentleman with a black blazer and white straight trouser rushed to assist us with the bags. 

"Thank you Thorne." said Miguel. 

"Pleasure Sir and welcome to the residence my lady." Said the nice man

I simply smiled. What more could I say. 

When I stepped into the house, the housemaid immediately rushed over me and offered to take Miguel's jacket. 

"Welcome my lady. I hope you find the stay here comfortable. If you ever need anything, simply press #5 on the phone in your room. I will attend all your needs." Said the maid. "By the way my name is Cecilia." She added. 

I exchanged greetings with the maid.

"Is there food ready?" Miguel asked. 

"Of course Sir. I will set the table immediately." 

"I am full." I said. 

"Are you certain?" Miguel asked. 

I nodded. 

"Then Cecilia will show you around the house."

The maid did as she was instructed. The house had Chinese like furniture, while the lights were from India. The bathroom was In an Italian styling. 

"And this will be your bedroom." Said Cecilia. 

"Thank you very much for the tour." 

"Your welcome. If you ever need anything, please dial that number I told you about." 

When the maid had moved away from me, I