Hey guys! From the club to an unexpected chase in the woods, and a possible concussion. What did you guys think about this chapter? What would you do if you were in Miranda's shoes? And what do you think makes Miranda a *special or *different human? Let me know what you think by VOTING, COMMENTING, AND SHARING! Lots of ❤❤❤ -Tania.
Miranda- Eyes. Gold-tinged pupils staring me down. I was helpless. He was growling. I was running. He was chasing after me. I ran blindly through the large pine trunks in the foggy forest. I could hear the thundering of wolf paws on the ground behind me. Mine...! I heard his voice claim. I felt like I was screaming, and yet not even a meek squeak sounded from my burning vocal cords. Mine! I heard him again. I looked behind me, and the wolf was gone. I turned back around and there he was. His golden vision staring me down. I crashed into his chest. His hands fell on my shoulders. His palms burned my skin, but it felt good. His sun-like orbs penetrated my dull brown ones, and he smiled. His canine teeth were sharp, but they were not straight like Jamie's or Georgie's. No, they were slightly dented with one longer fang, accompanied by a smaller one. He was a different creature. He pressed my form against his, and he lowered his face until it was directly above mine. His eyes. I
Narrator-The phone rang endlessly against Miranda's temple. She nibbled on her already shortened fingernails, while the vibrating sound of her unanswered call continued to thrum through the tissue of her eardrum.Miranda swallowed a gulp while her index finger escaped her lips only to be replaced by the leftmost corner of her ring finger. The taste of faded sweat salt and the slight sour tang of the skin cells filled her tongue, while her anxiety grew with every unanswered ring. The nibbling of her cuticles did not seize until a loud beep indicating the voicemail pierced Miranda's skull. Miranda quickly ended the call then plopped the device on her mattress. Then turning on her back, Miranda laid down.While staring at the grey tin ceiling of her shed-home, Miranda's mind began slipping along the images stored in her memory box, where sequences of the previous night performed on replay and with each repeat, Miranda seem to gain another piece of the puzzle of the night before. Nonethel
Narrator- While the apprised aunt and her oblivious niece shared lunch, across town in Georgie's lounge, the bar owner received an unexpected guest. The assassin snuck her way into the building and prepared to catch George off guard. But before she could make her final move, her plan was exposed. "I know it's you, Elaine." George spoke, while he saw to organizing the bar. Elaine, a tall, pale-skinned woman with long raven black hair and aqua blue globes suddenly dropped behind George. She wore all leather clothing, her lips painted blood red. "Georgie." she greeted with a traitorous smile. "And to what do I owe this pleasure?" George kept his voice neutral but continued on with his task. "Now, now is that any way to treat the daughter of the Mayor? Not to mention an old friend?" Elaine questioned with a cock of her head. George sighed and stood straight. He turned and faced Elaine who smiled her pearly white teeth along with her fangs. "That's better." She mused. "Why are you
Narrator- Alpha Asher casually gathered Miranda's limp form in his arms, along with her fallen keys and purse. Her head naturally leaned against his chest, and the moment her hair grazed against Asher's skin, he gladly breathed in a whiff of her natural scent. She smelled like sweet ripe oranges in the summer. Asher smiled and crossed the street, towards his SUV. He walked around the passenger side only to stop in his tracks when he noticed Joshua standing against the door with his arms crossed and a knowing smirk on his lips. "What are you smiling about?" Asher demanded before approaching Joshua, silently telling him to move away. "Dude, you're way too predictable." Joshua scolded playfully while shaking his head. "Am I now?" Asher asked in return, while Joshua opened the door and the Alpha carefully placed Miranda on the passenger seat, before buckling in her seatbelt. "Well I'm here, aren't I?" Joshua opened his arms and shrugged. Asher returned Joshua's comment with a dead pa
Narrator- Miranda remained as still as a blade of grass in the absence of wind. She kept her forehead pressed against the glass window, and her eyesight glued to the rushing trees that bordered her side of the road. Her lungs performed soft, almost inaudible breaths, while she avoided even the subtlest of movements, including blinking. The more time Miranda spent becoming less human and more of a statue, the more time was allotted for her brain to connect the dots from the first night she spent at Georgie's. It seemed that her jogged memory was becoming more lucid, rather than a figment of a dreamy imagination. Across from the mute human, Asher's growing restlessness was evident. The vein on his forehead was throbbing, and his left lower eyelid began its comical twitching act. Asher's knuckles were ready to pop out of their joints from holding the steering wheel too tightly. The Alpha male tried to take in a few deep breaths, but the suffocating scent of sweet, ripe oranges, filled
Narrator- "Is that so?" Damien wondered, while sitting back in his chair, "and who is she?" "A human girl." Elaine replied, while perched on her father's desk. "A human?" Damien echoed in question. "Yep." Elaine said with popping emphasis on the 'P', "saw her with my own eyes and everything." "Well, this is quite interesting." Damien mused, "How was he with her?" "What do you mean?" "His behavior," Damien clarified, "did he seem happy to have a new mate?" "Oh no. He hates her guts." Elaine commented with a smile, then she added, "For a second I thought he was going to rip her throat out." "Really?" Damien questioned. "Yeah, but then George showed up and long story short, the girl is with Asher now." Elaine recounted. "George, that meddling snake." Damien noted, his fists instantly tightening. Elaine didn't comment on her father's words about George, nor did she show any emotion. "How do you want me to proceed?" Elaine demanded instead. Damien looked at his daughter and l
Asher- I looked down at the girl's unconscious form gathered in my arms again for the second time tonight. Her mouth was shut, her lips appearing soft, and yet I knew they harbored a tongue that was sharper than paper. "Good, you caused her to pass out again." I heard Joshua comment. "Boy, you sure have a way with women." He added further and shook his head. "Must be that sunny charismatic Alpha Male charm." "Are you done?" I snapped before I could think about it. Joshua raised his hands, his palms opened to the night sky and shrugged. I scoffed and looked down at the girl again. She appeared so pure and innocent, but I imagined she needed a sign of CAUTION: EXPLOSIVE WHEN AWAKE taped to her forehead. The chick was insane, and not what I wanted to deal with at all in this moment. "Hello, earth to Asher!!!" Joshua called out. I blinked and looked at him, bored. "Geez, for a wolf that claims to detest his human mate, you sure do a lot of staring." His comment suddenly made the
Asher- The girl was still sleeping in my bed. My bed. A place which hasn't been occupied by another extra body since... This girl was already invading my space a little too much. I needed to figure out how to handle her situation before getting rid of her completely. I didn't need a mate. No one would ever replace... The girl sighed and hummed in her sleep. Why was she so dang familiar in mannerism to...? No. No she wasn't. This girl was toxic. I could tell. She talks back, has an attitude, and she's human. I didn't have the patience to deal with breaking a human into our world. If she wasn't smart enough to accept the fact that regular humans were not in fact on top of the food chain, then I wouldn't be able to help her. "Alpha?" I heard Josh's voice outside my door before he gave three firm knocks. I instantly had a headache. "Alpha, sorry to disturb you, but it's urgent." Joshua spoke again. Maybe if I stayed really quiet, he would think that I'm asleep. I didn't have the
Narrator-The brunette victim stared up at the dark-eyed vampire and predator, while her breasts pumped up and down with anxious pants. Her tongue resembled a dried out fleshy map resting at the bottom of her jaw. The lines of her vocal had run drier than a ravine in Arizona in the summer, and her heart constantly dented the lining of her ribcage."Wh-what do you mean?" She managed to ask after a moment.George smiled as he watched her lips move with the question. George drew in a deep inhale through the hairs of his nares, then he lowered himself before the woman. He stared deeply into her olive globes and loved the panic which filled her pupils."What's your name?" George posed.The woman blinked fast and multiple times."Vi-Violet." She stuttered."Mmh." George hummed, before he lifted a cold hand to pet Violet's hairline.His fingers brushed over her forehead, down the line of her nose, and over her lips.His index finger pressed and pulled her bottom lip downwards, causing Viole
Narrator-Miranda stared into Asher's dark orbs, and she shyly pulled her bottom lip into her mouth before she got an idea."I'll fix it," she began to speak while she kept her gaze steady on his eyes, "if you let Asher back in control."Asher frowned, his dark pupils becoming angry, but Miranda didn't falter in her resolution. She had kept Asher's explanation from this morning in her mind. Whenever tensions were high, Asher's wolf would take control, but if she could always get Asher back even when he was emotional, maybe this would be easier for them both.Asher growled in Miranda's face, and she blinked quickly, but tried to appear calm. Asher's eyebrows relaxed just slightly when he realized that Miranda wouldn't budge in her demand, then finally his vision began to clear.Miranda watched in silence as Asher's pupils lightened from black to brown, until they were clear, and their golden rims were back to their original color.Asher looked at Miranda and he sighed and gulped softly
Miranda- I turned my head towards the door when I heard a key insert into the lock, and it clicked out of place. I watched the handle turn, while I was still on my back with my hands folded on my stomach. Anise had disappeared from sight, and I gulped while waiting for whoever was on the other side of the door. When the door was pushed open, I noticed it was Joshua, and I couldn't help the relieved sigh that pushed past my nostrils at the sight of him. He smiled at my reaction, and I noticed he had a tray in his hands. "I can't tell if you're relieved to see me or the food." He said with a friendly smile. I smiled too. "Let's just say both." I admitted. I waited for him to place the tray down, then he walked back to me and lent me a hand. I grabbed his palm and as soon as my fingers closed around his hand, he hoisted me off the floor so swiftly, my face, neck and chest smacked into his torso. "Woah there." He said, and he embraced my waist to help me get steady. I blushed and
Narrator- Miranda was startled awake by the sound of a slamming door. She released a gasp and her eyelids snapped open. Her neck was turned to the left, as she laid on her back. Miranda blinked, her chest instantly panting from the unexpected awakening. She noticed the pillowcases and her brain immediately registered his scent through her nostrils. The hairs of her skin quickly erected, and Miranda painfully swallowed a ball of saliva down her dry throat. Asher was in the room. Miranda could tell. Something about the way her stomach knotted, and her lungs only breathed faster and faster told her so. He was staring too. The goosebumps on her panting chest told her as much. Miranda gulped again and she drew in a breath before mustering up the courage to turn her neck in the direction of the door, and lo and behold, Asher stood there, shirtless, with only a pair of sweatpants hanging around his hips. His chest and hair were dampened with sweat, and the image only made Miranda feel mor
*WARNING: This chapter contains material that some may find offensive/ sensitive. Read at your own discretion or after the first scene break "#".* Narrator- Dillon sighed and removed his back from the wall, then he headed to the closet just as Elaine had instructed. When he walked through the doorway, to his surprise, an entire half of Elaine's closet had now become dedicated to manly clothing, fitting his size exactly. From jeans, joggers, to polo shirts and leather jackets. Sitting above the rack which held the hangers, were boxes of shoes and folded towels. Dillon frowned at the entire set up and gulped while sending a look over his shoulder. He wanted to smile at the gesture but couldn't bring himself to do so. Falling for Elaine, even with her evil tendencies was one issue, the other was surviving. Dillon didn't think he'd survive belonging to Elaine. She was as explosive as she was deadly. When he had looked into her eyes, he saw no sign of humanity, just empty, angry darkness
Narrator- Joshua turned and fully faced Deidran while carefully shifting himself so he could stand directly in front of Jamie and shield her from a possible attack. "What is she doing here?" Deidran asked lowly, a menacing growl running through the muscles of his chest with every exhale. "She has the Alpha's permission." Joshua spoke calmly, then he asked, "how did you know we were here?" Deidran, still keeping his focus on Jamie explained, "I heard voices and noticed the door was open, and then I smelled it." He emphasized on the 'it' while still glaring at the pale creature. "Well that's not very nice." Anise commented in a scolding manner. "Alright, well I'm going to escort Jamie out. I need to close the door." Joshua said, though his posture was tense. Deidran could make a move towards Jamie at any time. It wasn't his fault. Wolves and Vampires were natural enemies. It was practically instinct to attack, but Jamie was different, and Joshua had to play his part to pr
Narrator- George stared at Carolynn with pupils darkened by disbelief and skepticism. "Well, aren't you going to invite me in?" She said, and her voice still had the same effect it did on him over two decades ago. George had to fight the urge to close his eyelids at the sensation of goosebumps developing along the line of his naturally cold spine. His pale fingers squeezed the door handle, forcing the metal to crunch beneath the vampire's intense strength. George avoided to breathe, just so his lungs wouldn't be violated by her scent, which he remembered to be as sweet as apples ripening in the fall. Carolynn cleared her throat when George's lenses stared at her for too long. The noise didn't snap George out of his daze, at least not in the way that she had hoped for. "What are you doing here Carolynn?" George asked the woman, who's light blonde hair had grown much since he last saw her. "I need a favor." Carolynn explained. "Cutting straight to the chase then?" George wondered.
Narrator- Jamie's hands gripped Joshua's jacket and pushed her form off her toes so she could press herself closer to him. The warmth of his skin attracted her ice-cold pores, and his woodsy scent entered her nostrils, making her fingers grip the material of his blazer even more. Joshua kept Jamie's mouth pressed to his by holding her face and neck captive. He tasted her lips, and shyly licked the tip of her tongue, before he realized what he was doing. However, instead of stepping away quickly, he carefully ended the kiss, and slowly placed some space between their bodies. Jamie blinked at Joshua, then avoided his gaze. Joshua scratched the back of his head, then cleared his throat. "So yeah, shut up." He said, then he turned just in time and walked to the mouth of the cave. There, the Beta stuffed his hands in his pockets, and looked out onto the forest, unable to keep a small smile from lifting his cheeks and spreading across his lips. Jamie also smiled. She touched her lips, a
Narrator- Joshua dropped Jamie's hand and stepped away from her without finishing his sentence. He turned his back on her, and walked towards the mouth of the cave, where he was sure Jamie wouldn't follow him. There, he stuffed his hands in his pockets, and looked out onto the forest, unsure of how to proceed. A few hundred feet away, inside the mansion, Miranda decided to head down to her kitchen to start preparing her dinner. The ghost did not make a reappearance since their argument that morning, and Miranda now truly feared that she was in fact alone. Unable to forget her worries, while going through her pantry for the necessary items needed for her meal, Miranda pulled out her phone and without thinking twice, dialed her mother's number. A fuming Carolynn's glare was finally removed from Ben and May, when her phone began to ring. She pulled out the device, and upon noticing the caller ID, she plopped the phone onto the table so the elderly couple could see who the caller was. M