Candice shivered from the cold.She had dozed off when Wayne had jumped off his balcony with the severed arm tucked away under his armpit, off to God knows where. Now she stirred in her sleep, gradually waking up as the thin blanket was not doing much to block out the cold.Her eyes fluttered lazily, as she roused from her slumber. A deep sneeze overwhelmed her and she gave in to it, her abdomen bowing strongly as she jerked. When the wave was over, she was fully awake.She noticed that it was almost morning, the rains had stopped, the rays of the sun had begun to lighten the sky and insects were loudly chirping in excitement at the new dawn. She tried to sit up, but her hands were tightly restrained by a rope to the head of the bed.Yeah right, she rolled her eyes, she had forgotten she was being punished.But she had been this way for the better part of the night and her arms were beginning to ache. Her muscles had gone taught with the permanent stretch and she itched to free her ar
Speaking of which…"I am yet to receive my 25% as stated in our contract, I told you I needed the payment up front," she reminded him."I can have it given to you immediately, as gold or dollars, finely packaged in a box," he stated.She made a tsking sound with her teeth as she shook her head slowly "Ah ah, Mister fast guy, I do not trust you. What would stop you from overpowering me and collecting it back once my time here was up?"Wayne raised an eyebrow with a "What do you want me to do then?" silent question."I want the money to be taken to my world and paid into my personal account, then bank statements printed appropriately and brought to me as evidence," she said smiling sheepishly.Wayne shrugged nonchalantly "Consider it done. How do you want me to go about it?"Candice tapped her chin for a few seconds thinking, then she clapped her hands together "Yes! I know what to do. Take it to my friend Bernice, she is my next of kin. She can access my account; she will deposit the m
Nashville, Tennessee.7:40 p.m.Bernice rinsed off the last shampoo from her hair before turning off the shower, stepping out from outside the bathtub, she reached for her white towel and used it to wrap around her wet body.Whoof, that was one hot, sweet shower to wash off the day's stress from her body. She took a small white face towel from the metal hanger, dabbing her face frantically, and she hummed a 'Close to You' by Carpenters. Then getting lost in the rhythm of the song, she burst out singing as she grabbed her shampoo tube and made a microphone imitation out of it. Swaying her hips and whipping her wet hair back and forth, she danced out of the bathroom."Why do birds suddenly appear every time you are near?just like me, they long to be close to youWhy do stars fall down from the sky every time you walk by?Just like me, they long to be close to you…."Bernice stopped in her tracks as she noticed a figure, dressed in black, sitting in the dark, on a chair in her living ro
"Do you think she is home?" one voice spoke from outside."I saw her bathroom light on from across the street, I could see her shower," another said."Then why is she not answering the door?" a third voice grumbled."Seems she might have gone to bed, whatever let's break in," the first voice suggested.When she heard that, she let out a silent gasp and looked at Rojan who immediately swung into action. Closing the suitcase, he secured the locks. With the suitcase in one hand, he pulled her into her bedroom. He quickly shoved the suitcase under her bed, then he took out a boning knife from his waistband.He whispered to her "Get under the bed and stay there, no matter what you hear, do not come out."She was bothered about what was going on, there were three men outside her door, currently fiddling with her lock, trying to gain entry into her house. They sounded like they wanted trouble, now this stranger was pulling out a knife from his pocket to confront them. It was three against on
What an unexpected event.Rojan thought to himself as he punched some codes into the security gadget at the gate of the house. He really did not like it when things did not go as planned. He was just supposed to meet Bernice, give her the money, get the statement of account, and return back home. As simple as ABC.Now things had gotten complicated.The presence of the Satyrs at her apartment had just one indication. Waylon Wyatt was now after her too, since he had failed at taking Candice through the siren. It seemed he had not expected any resistance if he had sent satyrs to do the job, it was supposed to be an easy kidnapping. Too bad for them that he had to be present at the time.Satyrs were a hybrid creature of both goat and man in their true form. They were known for their hedonic and raucous sexual nature, and they usually indulged human women using cheap magic spells to cloak their goatish features, but their smell usually gave them away. As a werewolf with heightened senses,
He sifted a hand through his hair."I did not want to drag you into this chaos, I was just supposed to deliver the money to you, get the statement, and return back, what could I have done when you were being attacked? In my world, you either disarm a threat or you would be preyed upon.""Who is after me? What have I done wrong?" she queried."It is not you that they want, you are probably supposed to be collateral damage. Like a bait to draw out Candice," he tried to explain."Who are they? What do they want from Candice? Is she being kept somewhere? Are you sure she is safe? What the hell is going on?" she unleashed a multitude of questions."Believe me when I say she is safe. She told me to tell you this 'Don't forget to brush your teeth'" he relayed the words to her.Her eyes welled with tears at those words and she put her face in her hands and wept. Her shoulders shook, her chest heaved as deep sorrow poured out in her tears. It seemed that she had been barely holding herself bac
Ding.The timer went off on the coffee machine to indicate the end of the brewing cycle. Bernice grabbed her brewed coffee and added some cubes of sugar. She would have loved some cream to go with it, but she couldn't find any in this house.Taking a sip of the black liquid, she massaged the space in between her eyebrows. It was 6:00 a.m. in the morning and she had not been able to get a wink of sleep all through last night.After she was done eating her chocolate crunch and soda last night, she went upstairs to the bedroom on the left door. Just as Rojan had said, a pair of platinum-colored pajamas was present on the bed waiting for her. She had quickly discarded his leather jacket and her towel, then dawned the pair of night clothes. Though bigger than her size, the material was so soft and silky that she immediately climbed into the bed and covered herself with the sheets, ready to sleep.Her eyes had remained open, gazing at the ceiling, bereft of sleep. She had a long day at work
"We need to talk," he stated as he joined her in the living room."Sure, you can start talking," she waved him on."Last night I did not have the liberty of explaining things to you in detail, things happened unprecedented. However, I intend to clarify things on a more elaborate scale at this moment. I come from a different plane called Woede. It is an alternate universe, just like your world, but it is home to a different race and species called the werewolves," He paused gauging her reaction.If he was expecting her to buy this crazy story, then he was greatly mistaken. She had expected some kind of backstory, but this was beyond her imagination.Alternate universe? Werewolf specie? Come on mister, is that all you've got?"In the werewolf pack, there is hierarchy and class. From the top to the bottom, from the highest to the lowest. Everyone has duties associated with the ranking system. Also, my plane operates on a monarchy government, where there is a king who rules and governs th
Opening the box she found some medical supplies like antiseptic solution, sterile gauze pads, gloves, antibiotic ointment, elastic bandages, cotton wool, forceps, scissors. She broke the seal of the antiseptic bottle. Taking hold of the scissors, she stuffed a generous amount of cotton wool in between the blades and dipped it into the antiseptic bottle, soaking it.Sitting beside him on the bed, she began to swab at the wound high on his chest, cleaning the dried blood off it. She noticed that the gashes had since reduced in size, compared to yesterday when it was gaping wide apart, seeping out blood. After she had cleaned it thoroughly, she discarded the already dirty wool, stuffed another wool, and repeated the process on a stab of a wound in his abdomen. This one was more severe compared to the first one, it seemed a sword had perforated through his abdomen and protruded at the back.She sucked in a breath “I-I am so sorry,” she apologized.Rojan who had been closing his eyes thro
The place looked to be like an underground bunker.There were no windows, just a small rectangular eighteen-foot length of steel-made walls buried deep into the ground.Inbuilt shelves lined the length of the room, on them sat cans of various processed food, from energy bars to energy drinks, tuna fish, mayonnaise, cracker biscuits, packaged cookies, instant coffee, noodles, pasta, ketchup, tomato paste, spices, candies, bubble gums, an electric jug, and a small first aid kit. A single attached bunk bed was tucked into the rare end, with sheets and a blanket.Bernice was currently enjoying the comfort of this bed, while her companion lay on thin sheets, just a few meters from the bed, shivering uncontrollably.The bunker was being powered by solar energy, on the surface, six feet above ground level. The atmosphere was like that of a fridge because there were no insulators or dry walls, it was all cold metal. Also deep into the earth, the temperature seemed to cool since there was no s
In the door way stood his visibly pissed mate.Her face was hard, her lips were firm, her eyes shimmered from subdued rage, her blond hair was in disarray, heat radiated off her like a solar emission. She looked like a different person, with flushed skin, pinkened cheeks, bright eyes and hair that looked like it swayed in the wind from her fury.Wayne felt a thrill surge through him, she looked so formidable in her crazed state, that he felt she could strike him down with the power in her stare. A sense of satisfaction trickled down his spine, to know he was responsible for the pleasure that had tinted her cheeks.Feigning a sigh of boredom, he quickly tucked away the paper in his shirt pocket and asked “What is it?”“How dare you?!” she thundered.“How dare I what?” he asked innocently.“How dare you-you just leave? Am I your plaything?” she asked.“I am sorry, I don’t follow,” he replied.“Do you think you can invade my body whenever you like and do whatever you like?” she was barel
Wayne saw the shock on her face as he turned to leave.He knew he had not let her finish; he had stopped right at the point of her climax.Again.This time around he was not trying to punish her, he had to stop when the haze around his head cleared and he realized what was going on.The thought of another man touching her had sent him into a crazed frenzy, like a jealous lover. The reaction was so strong that he had gone mindless, letting the wolf in him have its way. Her scent had filled his nostrils, his mind, his head. He had barely been restraining himself from tearing at her cloths and rutting deep within her legs. His wolf had tried to be calm with her because it did not want to risk hurting her with its strength. The taste of her moisture was heady, like an intoxication. Every moan she made, sent shivers up his spine.This was the first time, since she had arrived here, his wolf had shifted to the fore to desire its mate, and it was a mind-blowing experience. One that scared hi
She saw him sitting at the head of a twenty-four seater rectangular table.The table was packed full with all kinds of food; cooked rice, shrimp sauce, vegetable salad, a baked full chicken, grilled venison, loaves of bread, tomato sauce, fresh watermelon, apples, grapes, olives, wine.She looked up from the food and their eyes met.Irises that were so piercing that it reflected the flames around him, gazed at her unwavering. Slowly like a slithering snake, his gaze traveled down her body, from the top of her head, down to her toes. He noted her unchanged appearance despite his specific request. She suddenly felt naked under his heated gaze, averting her eyes as her toes squirmed in her sandals. Her previous confidence had immediately varnished under the power of his stare; she was again reminded of his aura that was intimidating and commanding of respect.Without uttering a single word, he picked up his cutleries and began to eat. Not bothering to offer her a seat. Shaking off the e
The sun was setting in the sky when Candice returned to the house with her companions.Today had turned out to be very exciting, she enjoyed every moment she had spent the afternoon at Sally's restaurant. It was a shame they had to leave when the place began teeming with a lot of activities. After her questions and answers, a game of chess had started in the restaurant. Folks had gathered together to play while others watched from the sidelines, betting money on who would win. It was a lot of fun as customers took turns to play, winning or losing. They chattered non-stop, the comments hilarious and funny. She did not know how to play chess, so she just watched and listened to all the gossip. Jason and Everette had participated in a game of cards, spiking her interest.She would definitely be back tomorrow, for a day full of fun. She also would try participating in at least one game. It would be thrilling to hone her skills with indoor games that didn't involve PlayStation, Temple Run,
"Can you tell me more about your world?" she asked feeling ashamed, the revelation she had just heard made her feel small.At that moment Sally appeared with a second jug to refill the rum that Everette and Jason were having."Sally can help you, she used to be a sigma (tutor) that teaches young pups growing up about our traditions and history," Everette suggested quickly.Candice looked from Everette to Sally surprised "You know each other?""I met her several years ago, when I was still very young, growing up in her class was educative," Everette said.A warm-hearted smile spread over Sally's lips "I do not remember all my students. But I did love to teach before I became a restaurant owner.""Please tell me about this new world Sally," Candice pleaded."I wish I could but I have to serve the other tables as well," she politely declined."Okay, how about you answer two questions per day? Every day I will come here to buy a meal and you get to answer two questions?" she negotiated.S
Candice gazed at the terrified woman.She must be scared out of her mind wondering why she had come.She had no bad intentions, she was just experiencing PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder). Re-living her past experience, which was no fault of hers, in fact, Sally had tried to help her that day."Hi Sally, good to see you again," She parted her lips in a smile and extended her hand for a handshake.The woman just stared at her hand, too mortified to speak."Relax, I haven't come to cause trouble," Candice urged.Feeling somewhat relieved, Sally gave a curt bow and led them to an unoccupied table at the side. She hastened away once they had taken their seat, leaving a copy of the menu on the table for their perusal."Why did she bow to us?" Candice whispered to Everette when they had sat down."She knows you belong to the royal house, that's why she accords you honor," Everette replied.Candice rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath "I belong to no one."Jason was seated oppos
They both left the room and headed out, coming into the grand living area, she watched Everette pull aside one of the sentinels that guarded the house, one of the twins.She couldn't yet tell them apart as they were so identical. After some back-and-forth talk, she came to inform her "Jason will escort us milady."All three of them proceeded out of the house. Everette was walking beside her, while Jason trailed at the back behind them. Close, but not too close, keeping a formal distance.Candice looked around taking in the scenery, had it already been a week and some days ago when she had hurried along these paths trying to run away from Wayne? She had been so fixated on contacting Bernice that she didn't take the time to take in the beautiful landscape.The house stood on a cliff, the road that led to it was interlocked with tall pine trees that swayed in the wind, making a whistling noise.She knew this tree; it was called the Whistling Pines.About eight trees were planted opposite