My Werewolf Heartbeat

   It was a sunday morning i and many other people will never forget. Though, for different reasons.      To most people, it was an amazing, beautiful day which was perfect for a wedding ceremony of two love birds.        To me, it was the worst day of my life.         I was in a well decorated room, with love shaped balloons everywhere. The room was rowdy and filled with ladies carrying happy and excited faces. They were all dressing and adorning me with expensive jeweleries made of several precious stones.         At last, when they were done with embellishing me, they all cheered and urged me to stand and display my beautiful wedding gown, expensive heel, and exorbitant jeweleries. Making comments like; "Give us a twirl, pretty." &n

     I stood there frozen to the spot. There was something about her that changed. Her eyes didn't spark with friendliness anymore, rather they looked hard and stern. Her voice wasn't the soft confident voice but was strict and unfriendly.      I wondered why she took an offence in me looking at her tattoo. A tatoo which I thought was really cool. "Nothing." I uttered.       "You are a terrible liar, Hillary, and trust me you don't want to know what I do to humans who dare lie to me." She took a step closer to me and I simultaneously took a step backward. "Let the dumb cat out of the bag, Hillary."       The fact that she used the word 'humans' to address me made me more frightened. What did she mean by that? If she isn't human, then what is she, some kind of Godzilla? Whatever she was, I wasn't taking any chances,

    A week had past since I had met Ava and yet it still felt like yesterday.          She was nice and a fun kind of person. We spent most of our time playing video games, causing trouble at malls, viewing movies at cinemas, and making Janette and Clarissa pay for their previous actions.             Everything had been going perfect between us until I met him.          🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺      It was another Sunday and we had gone to the cafeteria to have some food after a long day at the salon—which she had convinced me to go to.         I had never seen myself so pretty before and although I didn't say it out, i felt supremely

  My eyelids shook severally as I struggled to open my eyes. The room swirled around for some seconds until I finally retained my sight and was shocked with the human figure at my front—Dylan Woodluck.         He was seated at my front with a tray of food in his hands. Despite the amazing aroma that emanated from the food, I felt dizzy and irritated as hell. The only way for me not vomiting was if a miracle occurred, and if you know anything about me, it is the fact that things like miracles and luck were never on my side.         In other words....I vomited. He placed his hands on my back and rubbed it gently. "You're alright, okay."       "Get off me!" I said, shrugging  his hands off me.        He retreated, picked the chair which he had been sit

He cleared his throat. "Yes, he was the Alpha of the pack... before he died."       "Really?"      "Yes, Hillary. He was also my friend. Now, let's do away with the history and welcome the future." He held my hand tighter. "Hillary, I have dreamt of this day for many years and I can't believe that it's right in front of my eyes."       Dylan glanced at me and smiled and I reciprocated.       The old man clapped and smiled happily. "You guys truly love each other...don't mind me I'm.old fashioned, most of you modern youths hate using the word love and prefer 'really like', right?"        I replied with a smile although I felt like screaming.   "Yea, I thought as much. I can't wait...let the Alpha ritual be done by midnight