The room was large and surprisingly spacious for being on the third floor, having a ceiling so tall it could fit a giant. The ring in the center was slightly larger than most boxing rings and had a tall net on each of its four sides. The floor of it was made out of hard sand with the center of the ring having a small engraving of the Golden Gate Bridge in it. The far wall had been replaced with floor to ceiling mirrors and the far left side of the gym had all the weights and machines while the right side had a punching bag and some benches to sit on.
Overwhelmed by the size of the gym, Samson meandered his way forwards, eventually making it to the ring where Selena opened a netted door to let him in. Once inside, he was hit with the rancid smell of sweat and blood. Quickly, he covered his nose, noticing that it was hard to move on the hardened sand.
As she closed the door, Selena studied Samson, How was someone so… average able to push back brother… Selena thought to herself.
There’s only one way to find out, Penny whispered in her head.
“Why did you meddle in my affairs?” She crouched low and leapt forwards.
With ease, Samson stepped to his right, avoiding her while turning to face the other side, still admiring the interior of the ring.
Rolling onto the ground as she landed, Selena was quickly able to turn herself around and sprinted forwards. Her nails elongated as she got closer, pressing her fingers together, she jabbed at Samson’s face.
“I was expecting more of a challenge.” Samson muttered as he blurred, avoiding the jab and grabbing her hand.
With all her might she pulled her arm back, slowly realizing that it was stuck in Samson’s vice grip. With a yawn, Samson flicked his wrist, sending her flying into one of the net walls of the ring. As Selena’s back hit the stretchy net, she twisted, getting her feet under her as she positioned herself like a spear and bounced back towards him at twice the speed.
Samson moved to the left, moving out of the line that the human javelin was coming in. As Selena fly past him, he grabbed her right arm and slammed her into the hardened sand, sending a small dust cloud up in the air.
“FIGHT ME!!” Selena shouted as she quickly leapt to her feet and began a relentless assault of jabs aimed at Samson’s face.
In a swift movement, Samson crouched and slammed the heel of his foot into Selena’s stomach, sending her sprawling on the floor. “No.” He said as he walked towards her.
As he towered over her, his cold eyes met her raging blue eyes. “What does beating someone weaker than me do for me?” He continued staring.
Selena wiped her mouth as she spun to her feet, making Samson take a few steps back. “Let’s make a deal then.” She smiled at him.
“If I win you leave my pack,” She started, seeing the annoyance in Samson’s eyes, “But if you win, I’ll tell you one piece of information, any piece of information, but only one.” She finished seeing Samson’s interest growing.
“Not a bad deal, much better than the one I agreed to a while ago,” Samson stretched his arms across his body, “Deal!”
“What's the catch?” He asked as he squatted down to stretch his legs.
“You have to come at me like you’re trying to kill me.” Selena said, stretching out her own legs.
Samson stood up and stretched his back, a wave of seriousness washing over him. “Are you sure you’ll be able to handle that?” He asked, worried he might not get the information he desired.
Penny, make sure you keep him alive, Selena ordered.
I will dear, Penny’s voice hissed with joy.
Slowly Selena began transforming, her white hair elongated as her eyes changed colors to amber. Her form shrunk until a white wolf, slightly larger than average, stood in her place.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Samson said to himself.
He too tried transforming but the lightning from the bracelet zapped him, keeping Skull locked inside. As he looked up, Selena was upon him, her fangs bared as Samson raised his left arm to block. With no hesitation she clamped down onto it, violently trying to tear it off. Agony filled Samson’s head as he quickly grabbed her snout and pulled it up before tossing her to the side. He cradled his bleeding arm as the wolf in front of him snarled.
“She forgot to tell you that I’d be trying to kill you as well.” Penny growled.
“You can talk?!” Samson looked puzzled.
Can you talk?! Samson asked Skull.
Depends on the bond, you and me… not possible, Skull shut him down.
Penny, I want to see everything he has, Selena informed her wolf.
Penny nodded as she lunged forwards, faster this time. Samson watched, getting under her as she leapt and grabbing her neck with his injured arm and her hind with his other.
“Here! We! Go!” He shouted as he threw Penny with full force at the netted wall.
With a deafening crash, she tore through it and flew through the wall into the hallway. Slowly, the dust began to settle as Selena now rubbed her back in place of Penny. “Ayayayay.” She said as she looked towards the ring.
Penny, are you ok? She asked.
Yes… Penny mumbled.
“Since we were fighting in a boxing ring, once someone steps out of it, that person is considered disqualified,” Samson said smugly as he walked to the edge of the ring, his arm still dripping blood rapidly, “That means I just beat you, so you now owe me something valuable.”
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The little boy watched as his older brother made his way down the stairs, his anger could be felt even from the kitchen. “Micheal!” The little boy said as he waved towards him, “What happened?”
Micheal glared at the child, “You sent him didn’t you, you rat!” Micheal quickly started running towards the little boy.
“Don’t you dare hurt Anthony!” A woman made her way out from the smaller kitchen to the larger one.
Her wavy black hair fell to her mid back and bobbed up and down as she angrily stepped in front of Micheal. Her hazel eyes matched his, as they danced with danger. She was wearing a white t-shirt and black leggings as she stared at her son's eyes.
“That anger is for Selena, not my little boy!” She shouted at him.
Micheal glared at Anthony, “One of these days Mom won’t be here to save your ass.” He pointed at him before turning around and leaving the mansion.
Anthony let out a sigh of relief as he spun around and tried to leave.
“And where do you think you’re going?!“ His mother shouted angrily at him, freezing him in his tracks.
As Anthony began to conjure up an answer his mother walked to him and crouched down, grabbing his shoulders. “Why do you always make Micheal mad?” Her voice was full of worry.
“Because he always hurts Selena!” Anthony explained.
“That woman is not your sister, let him do what he wants with her!” His mother quickly retorted back.
“SHE IS!!” Anthony shouted as he broke free and ran away.
“You still have that errand to run tomorrow!!” His mother shouted after him.
“I’M NOT DOING IT!!!” He roared as he entered his room and slammed the door shut, sending a louder than normal thud throughout the house.
“Fine.” Selena agreed bitterly, admitting that Samson had a fair point. Slowly, she looked up and straightened her back, feeling the dull aching from the crash spread from her spine to the sides of her ribcage. Once she had finished stretching she looked forwards, getting a faceful of fingers and palm instead of the expected sight of the destroyed ring. Samson lowered his hand further. “Here.” he said as he extended more. Unsure of what to do, Selena continued to stare at his hand. She studied the green veins bulging from it and the blistered fingers on it. After waiting for a few moments Samson pushed her, “Well, are you going to take it or just keep staring at it?” Samson said annoyingly. Timidly, Selena touched his hand. Once she had made contact with his fingertips, Samson latched onto it and heaved her up. “AAH!” Selena shouted, the pull had sent a sharp pain through her spine, “Can’t you be more gentle!” Samson shrugged before making his way back towards the ring. As he
“Why him?!” Selena argued, “Why am I bringing the enemy with me to City hall?” Her father took a moment to think before closing the screen on his tablet. “With your older brother out today, there’s no one at home who can protect your mother and Anthony.” He reasoned. Anger swelled in Selena. “You’re acting like I’m as strong as him!” She yelled back. Her father closed his eyes. “You’re not, but should he cause a scene at City hall, will you be alone?” Her father explained. Selena clenched her teeth. As much as she hated the thought of taking him with her, he was right. At home he could run amok, especially if he truly let loose, that kind of strength could destroy not only their home but also the homes of humans living in the neighborhood whereas if he tried anything around city hall, there was no way he would live. “Fine!” She said as she made her way towards the basement. “Thank you!” her father shouted as she stormed down the old stairs, “I’ll leave the letter on the counter!
As Samson stepped out of the car, he lost his breath. “Wha…” He said inaudibly. Standing before them was a compact castle built in the center of downtown. It had a tall, cube-like building in the center with tall walls surrounding it a few feet away. Each corner of the wall had sharp, pointed towers, created to look like pine trees with small holes cut out for observing the public. The building itself morphed the taller it got, going from its cube-like base to having five tall cones pointed upwards with four of the cones being on each of the sides of the cube and the fifth cone being in the middle while being the tallest. On top of each of the cones was a statue. Even from below Samson could tell those statues were of past werewolves. “They’re of the founding fathers of the Golden Gate Alliance, Sir.” The driver said to Samson who continued to admire them. “You don’t say…” Samson murmured. “Come on, we don’t have time to stare at rocks!” Selena shouted at him, snapping Samson back
Samson admired the large and spacious room that was before him. It looked similar to a giant den with large, shiny white stones embedded into the ceiling lighting up the entire area like the sun. Just below the stones, hanging from the ceiling was a large clock that differentiated AM with a giant red half-circle and PM with a giant purple purple half-circle. Along the sides of the stone walls were giant steel doors, accented with gold and shiny, blue stone highlights. The middle of the floor they were one was open, revealing a bottom floor with a similar layout of doors being closed along the walls. In front of them was a large open staircase fashioned and chiseled out of the same stone the walls were made of, going down to that floor. To the right of where Samson, Selena and Castellan were standing was a desk with a woman busy calling different numbers and jotting down notes. Along the edge of the top floor were benches where werewolves sat and waited for one of the doors to open and
Now Samson scoffed, “You’re right about that.” He said as he closed his eyes. Selena studied the two. It felt strange for her, the pair were having a normal conversation despite what had happened between them. Her eyes drifted more towards Samson than Parker, intrigued more by how he could act like nothing had happened between them. How is he able to be this relaxed? How is he- How is he- THIS?!!? She screamed internally. He’s a creep, a bloodthirsty Alpha, a power hungry maniac, so how is he able to get Parker to smile like that? Selena shouted at Penny, a bit of uncomfortableness entering her body as she watched the two, completely in their own worlds now. It’s because they both understand… Penny answered. UNDERSTAND WHAT?!!? Selena roared. That anything can change, Penny quieted her down. What does that mean? It makes no sense at all, Selena protested causing Penny to got quiet. “All done.” Parker said as she turned to look at the pair, “Is there anything else you wanted to
“Get behind me.” Samson hissed at Selena, gently placing her on the ground. “I can figh-” She started. “NOW!!” Samson roared, there was a dangerous growl in his voice that kept Selena from responding. Clenching her teeth as hard as she could to keep herself from speaking, she slid behind him. Samson looked up. “Find your own prey, this one is mine!” Samson shouted. Behind him Selena looked at his back disgustingly as she realized she was the prey he was referring to. “No can do Lycan, bossman requires her to be dead.” Said a thug to the left. “Now then, if you don’t mind,” The lead thug sprinted forwards at an incredible speed, moving past Lycan and sliding behind Selena, “I’ll be doing the honors.” Unable to react in time, Selena watched from the corner of her eyes as the claws of the thug grew ever closer to her. A second before they touched her face they stopped, then a loud crunch filled the air. “AAAAGGGHH!!!” The thug roared in pain as his limp wrist dangled in front of
With a powerful pull, the girls grabbed Selena and Samson and dragged them to their car. After a short drive, they were at Westfield Centre, one of the most popular malls in San Francisco. “Alright, first things first we need to change that shirt of yours, plain white is so lame.” Said the bronze skinned girl. “Charlie, the shirt is bearable, but those black pants are UGH!” The blonde girl finished her sentence with an imaginary vomit. “Um… Sarah… I think he looks hot regardless, the blood really suits hot men…” The black haired girl zoned off into her own fantasy world and started drooling. “She has a point…” Sarah and Charlie said in unison, taking a good look at Samson once they had arrived in front of a clothing shop. “You three,” Haley said as she walked next to Samson, getting on her tiptoes and placing a hand on his shoulder, “He’s yours for the hour, do whatever you want with him.” Samson looked at Haley, then at Selena and the other girls before putting his Lycan mask
“Help me out?” Samson echoed, puzzled by what she meant. Haley brought her hands to her hips, making herself stand a little taller. “Though I can’t directly do anything so I’ll give you a piece of advice.” She gave Samson a mischievous smile. Samson waited for a moment before relaxing a little, deciding that anything would be better than what he was doing now. “I’m listening.” He replied. “I bet you’ve been treating Selena as some sort of goal, getting into a relationship or hooking up with her is just a goal for you isn’t it?” Haley started, already seeing that she was right by the look on Samson’s face. “That works with some girls but most of us, we prefer to be treated as an equal, not just a goal to reach then move on from.” Haley patted him on the back aggressively. “Treated as equals… huh?” Samson turned to look at the dressing room, pondering the thought of treating her like he would treat himself. Haley waited for a few moments, letting it sink in before speaking. “So, h
After a few minutes Selena was ready. She had put on a blue, long sleeve top, patterned with ridges and two buttons to expose more or less of her chest over a pair of light blue jeans. She looked at herself in the mirror, unsure of what the day was to hold for her. It’ll be alright dear, you’re not alone this time. Penny’s voice echoed in her head. A small smile crept onto Selena’s face at the thought of her words, relaxing her a little. I know, She replied before grabbing a small black satchel, pulling it over her head and leaving her room. Making sure to take her time, Selena slowly drifted down the stairs, hoping that Samson would be there, waiting for her. Once she reached the bottom floor, her heart sank as she saw no one but her mother in the large kitchen, reading from a magazine. Her heart started beating nervously, and her hands begged for something to fidget with. She took a shallow breath to calm herself and with her shaky legs, Selena slowly started moving towards her,
A slow tear-like headache woke Selena up. With a tight squint she let her eyes drift open, noticing she was still near the floor yet resting on something comfortable. Her eyes drifted down to notice a pair of legs below her head. A bloodchilling thought ran through her head, forcing her heart to roar to life, pounding rapidly and heavily as she turned her head slightly. The butterflies in her stomach had now multiplied and swarmed, hitting every possible wall and side. “Looks like you’re awake.” Samson’s voice came from above her head. With a jerk she sat up, bumping Samson’s head in the process. “GHA!” He reacted late, leaning backwards before rubbing his forehead as Selena sat up, facing away from him. “What was that for?!?!” He shouted, still rubbing his forehead. Selena refused to look at him. Her face felt like it was on fire, turning a shade of red she didn’t know it could as an awkward smile appeared on her face. “h-how long… was I sleeping for?” Her voice trailed into a wh
Selena smiled, overjoyed at the thought of becoming stronger. “But before that, what kind of ointment was in the med kit?” Samson asked, touching his ribs. “Ah that, it was something my father found, I don’t really know the name of it but I know it helps people heal quickly.” Selena responded cheerfully. Samson nodded, lowering his head. Selena watched as a serious expression grew on his face. A chill ran through her as she realized what he was doing. He’s not playing around like last time. She thought to herself. “The best way to learn is through experience, so I’m going to come at you for real.” He said, getting lower to the ground before sprinting towards her. With a small exhale, Selena assumed a boxing stance, keeping her hands open instead of in a tight fist. She watched him get closer, noticing he wasn’t doing anything out of the blue. Suddenly he pulled his right fist back. Adjusting to it, Selena shifted her weight to her left leg, bringing her arms out away from her b
When Samson got up it was late morning, but despite that he couldn’t hear any noise coming from upstairs. Slowly he moved out of his bed, the aching in his chest now spread over to his back and legs as he stood. He took a deep breath, attempting to confirm his injury only to find no pain being present. He rubbed the bandages to make sure he wasn’t dreaming before noticing a slight heaviness around his eyes. He moved his hands up and touched it, discovering remnants of tears that had been smudged away. “Unnecessary memories…” He whispered before making his way upstairs to an empty living room. There was no sign of neither of Selena’s parents nor her brothers. Keeping his eyes floating around the room, Samson drifted around the area, spotting a phone on the kitchen countertop. “Hello?” He said loudly, letting the word echo a little. After noting the absence of footsteps, movement and any other noise, Samson picked up the phone and dialed the only number he knew. “Samson!” Rumbled L
Kill me instead, let them go!!!! The phrase echoed in Samson’s head again. With a small groan he closed his eyes, regretting the fact that he had let go of the wolf in his head. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, hoping to fall asleep immediately. Hey! Make sure you stay together! Samson shouted as he rounded up the kids from that night near the edge of the, now destroyed, pack's territory, making sure there was a clear path behind them. Oh good, you’ve rounded them up, this’ll make it easier. Lola slowly appeared from the shadows behind him. Lola wait! Samson shouted. HEY! Israfel suddenly shouted, leaping out from behind the tree. You didn’t get rid of all of them?! Lola hissed at him. Samson walked up to Lola, his canines slowly growing. Are you questioning my work? He growled in her face. Watch your tone streetrat! Lola spat, Get him. I’ll make you a deal, Israphel started, my life for theirs, kill me instead, let them go! He shouted. He’s got an attitude, take hi
“Is here fine?” Haley asked as she pulled up in front of Selena’s mansion. “Mm… Yea.” Selena said groggily as she stepped out of the car. Samson closed his eyes and rested his head against the seat, preparing for the waves of pain about to hit. With a sharp breath, he opened the door and grabbed the side of the car. A burning throb shot through his chest, freezing his lungs as he attempted to pull himself out of the car. “GH!” He grunted as he slowly rose to his feet, still holding his side as the throb morphed into a powerful ache. With a quick step, Selena moved to his side, putting his arm over her shoulder, she slowly rose up, matching his pace. Once Samson was able to stand up, she looked at him with a slight V forming in her eyebrows and an upset look in her eyes. “You know you can ask for help.” She said with a slight pout. Having rested a bit in the car, his head was a bit clearer. He resumed the facade. “I’m not so weak that I need assistance yet.” He growled, stepping a
With a deafening screech the headlights stopped, becoming dim before turning off completely. Once off, the vehicle responsible for them became visible, it was a black sedan. Three of its doors flung open as Charlie, Annie, Sarah and Haley sprinted out, launching themselves at Selena. “You’re alive!!” Charlie cried as she wrapped her arms around her neck. “We thought it was all over!” Sarah wiped her tears on Selena’s shoulder. The three cried as they clung onto Selena, hugging her tight and showing no signs of letting go. Samson watched the scene unfold, closing his eyes with a small grin. He moved stiffly to the car and leaned against the hood, keeping his hand on his ribs. It’s not so bad being on this side of it… Samson thought. Silence filled his head as he continued to stare. Man… It’s times like these that I miss you, you old dog… Samson thought, wondering what Skull would say to him. He watched as the girls cried harder from afar, silently laughing to himself as Selena sl
When Selena had woken up again she no longer felt the weight on her shoulder. Groggily, she turned her head towards Samson and just made out his face. With a deep breath, she rubbed her eyes and stretched her back, hearing a satisfying pop as she straightened out. “How long have you been awake for?” She asked him. Samson stared blankly at the car in front of them, lost in his own thoughts. “Hey,” Selena pushed his shoulder gently, getting his attention, “How long have you been awake for?” Samson rested his head against the door of the van and looked upwards at the night sky, still full of stars. “A few minutes.” he responded. The butterflies in Selena’s stomach started swarming again as she stared at him. With a hard gulpe she started, “You… tied this around me didn’t you?” She asked, touching the makeshift wrapping. Wondering if he should respond like Lycan or himself, Samson looked down at her, staring into her eyes. “You were bleeding a lot,” Samson started, too exhausted to
It was late at night when Selena regained her consciousness. Her eyes slowly lifted open. Her head rested against the cold door of the van she had slumped against. She took short shallow breaths remembering what had happened. The giant black wolf had attacked her, heckling and shouting at her before biting into her shoulder and slashing her chest. She remembered how she had found her way behind the car while it had been hunting her, then everything had gone black. Exhausted and accustomed to the procedure, she slowly brought her right arm around and felt the bite marks around her shoulder. Nothing was there, rather something that wasn’t supposed to be there was present. She used her fingers to navigate the area, feeling and attempting to figure out the foreign object there before realizing it was a piece of cloth. Now that she gave it her attention she could feel it wrapping around her body, another similar piece was wrapped around her chest. Selena furrowed her eyebrows in a V, un