I stare at Liam's name as my phone rings, and I decide to get back to him when my guilt has died down.
I get up and go straight to the living room, and I find a note from psychic or stalker or whatever his name is. After reading the note about him catching his flight early, I take a quick shower and head to the airport. When I arrive in Seattle, I take a cab to THC club in Tacoma, the club that I hate the most for its high sales of limbicus, but it is the only club that is open during the day. The club is midnight dark, and illuminated by neon lights. There are people dancing, there’s kissing and smoke that is enough to fill the entire city. The smoke makes me cough, and I look around for a place where there is a possibility of not being disturbed. I head to the bar, the staring eyes making me feel like a lamb in a lion’s den. “Hi baby girl. What do you drink?” A large man in a biker’s jacket sits on my right as soon as I sit down. I sigh. I just wanted to be sad and alone, but here I am, with two lions already on the hunt. “Baby girl?” He raises a single eyebrow. “Long Island,” I snap. “We also got weed for you. It’s the best you’ll ever find.” Another guy appears on my left. He is wearing a hoodie, and he has a piercing on his eyebrow. “Dude, you heard the lady. Give her what she wants and put it on my tab.” The biker’s jacket says to the barman. “Coming right up, sir.” "I will pay for my drink," I give the barman the $20 bill. “I will be your weed master.” The hoodie guy says, delicately holding a fancy wrapped weed between his index and middle finger. I shake my head in response. I ignore my two acquaintances who are staring at me, and I take small sips of my cocktail. “Let’s go sit in a more comfortable place. I’m in a VIP section.” The hoody guy grins and points at the place that is separated from the normal club by glass doors. "I'm fine here." I hiss, and he holds his hands up, showing his surrender. When they realize that I have no intention of entertaining them, they leave. I continue drinking as my mom's and sister's words about my selfishness replay in my mind. I’ve always felt like the ugly duckling of the family, and I’ve watched my mom try but struggle to maintain a relationship with me. My brother and sister were always her favourites, the most successful international models. She always said they were following in her footsteps, because she was once 'the beauty of the year' in high school. The more I take sips of the drink, the happier and less anxious I become, until I feel different. This time, I feel like my head is carrying the entire planet, and I struggle to move. I just close my eyes while sitting on the bar stool to regain my composure, but I feel more dizzy. ************** My head feels like it weighs a thousand pounds as I try to raise it from the pillow. I notice the huge bed that I’m lying on, feeling like I'm back at the hotel. Was my trip back to Seattle a dream? “You are finally awake." A voice that is a few feet away gets me startled. “Finally?” I sit up to get a better look at him. He looks up from his laptop. “It has been three days,” he continues typing. “What? Oh! No, no, no. Have you seen my phone, by any chance?” I try to get up, but my body aches. "Why are you looking for your phone?" "I have to speak to Liam." "That's what you are worried about? You are worried about Liam?" His eyes are still focused on his screen, but I notice his grimace. "Why are you getting mad?" “Don’t you want to eat first? Or take a shower?” He closes his laptop and looks in my direction. “No, I’m fine really. Where am I anyway?" "You are at the hospital." "What happened to me? I can't afford this. Why didn't you take me to a normal hospital?" "I paid for it already." He gets up and presses the call button next to me. "Why are you doing this?" "I'm a stalker who is in love with you," he says nonchalantly. "That's very funny. If you were a stalker, you wouldn’t be in love with someone like me." He opens his mouth, but then the nurse walks in. "You are finally awake. Your boyfriend didn't ever want to leave your side," she smiles. "No, no, no." We both say. "Sibling?" "No!" We repeat in unison. "Friends?" "Never. It's complicated. I don't even know his name." I reply to the nurse while glancing at him. "With the way you disagree with each other, I will go along with sibling." The nurse grins and walks out, after telling me that she will call my doctor. “What happened to me?” I ask when the nurse walks out. “Your pulse was weak.” "Thank you for keeping me alive.” "You are welcome," he grins. "Complicated? I thought I was becoming something to you." He continues. "Yes, we are getting married tomorrow." I roll my eyes. "And now that I think about it, you don't know my name." "See? You are a stalker. Was I really at that club? How did you find me?" “Like you said, I am a psychic. You are not going back to that club. Do you hear me?” His jaw tightens. A small part of my memory suddenly returns. “Oh! You are the brother?” I ignore his command. “There’s no need to pretend. There’s no one else in this room right now, or is there?” I look around for dramatic effect. “There’s no one. I mean it. I don’t want to see you near any club ever again. If I do, I swear...” “You swear what!?” I look up at his tall frame. “Are you one of those stubborn people who puts themselves in danger in order to prove nothing at all? What you did was stupid!” “How is it any of your business? I’m fine.” How dare is he? He speaks to me as if I’m a child. “You almost left with two men last night.” “I appreciate you and stuff, but you really need to leave me alone, and I only drank two glasses.” A hint of worry flickers across his face, then he moves a few steps away from me. The door is flung open and Liam throws himself inside the room. "You are finally awake, babe. I have been worried sick. This dufus banned me from coming to your room." He glares at the stalker. "Why?" I glance at the stalker. "To protect you," the stalker protests. "He is my boyfriend." "He is married!" "And you are a stranger." "Why are you still here?" Liam looks in the stalker's direction. "To be here for her," he shrugs. "I need to speak to her alone. These days I can't have some time alone with my girlfriend. You are everywhere." "Leave dude, you can talk to her when she is okay. You are not what she needs right now." He shows Liam the door. "Willow, should I leave?" Liam folds his arms and raises his eyebrows. I look from Liam to the stalker, and I desperately want to say Liam should leave. I must break up with him at some point. "Stalker, get out, please. I need to speak to Liam." "I'm trying to protect you." He murmurs while moving closer to the bed. "From my boyfriend? Come on. I'm sorry, psychic stalker. Please leave, or I'll call the nurses." "That won't be necessary." His face drops. "I'll pay you back in installments for paying my medical bill. Thank you." "I paid him already. I sent the money to his account. Finding the account wasn't easy." Liam interjects. "Thank you babe," I smile at Liam. "This is not over!" He glares at Liam, and glances at me before walking out."What is really going on?" I look into Liam's green eyes. "Nothing babe, just ignore him. He is obsessed with you. Ignore him wherever you see him.""You said you wanted to tell me something." "I just wanted him to leave." He sits on the bed and puts his arm around me. "I haven't washed my body in days." I try to move away from him. "I don't care." He smiles, and kisses my head. Then, once again, I feel conflicted about my feelings for him. "I will pay you back for my medical bill, but in installments," I place my head on his shoulder and I wrap my arm around him."No babe, don't pay me. I just want you to be okay. What really happened? Where were you three nights ago?""Huh?" I ask, even though I heard his question. "Where were you three nights ago?" "I was at the hospital. I heard you came to see me." "Before that, when you were at home in Minnesota."His phone rings and I take a peek. I glare at him as he glances at me."I have to take this," he turns the screen away. "Of
When I wake up, I find myself laying in bed and staring at the ceiling, with the relief that I woke up before my alarm clock rang. I finally pick up my phone and realize that the class will be starting in an hour! I didn’t set an alarm clock, and I should already be in class with Dr. Brown, in order to prepare for the lesson.I yank myself out of bed to take the quickest shower of my life, and I wear the first dress that I set my eyes on, with my heart already drumming as I think of my 15 minutes run to the chemistry lecture room.“I’m sorry I’m late, Doctor Brown,” I say breathlessly as I enter the empty lecture hall twenty minutes before class. “Hello Willow Gordon,” he looks up from the computer with a wide grin. Doctor Brown is the stalker? “Couldn’t my life be any worse?” I freeze on the doorway, and cover my mouth with my hand when I realize that I said it out loud. “Is that a nice thing to say to your new boss?” He raises his eyebrows. “No,” I shake my head. “Did you stu
Liam: Flashback I am holding the head of the dead rogue wolf in my hand, and it is in wolf form with its mouth open and its tongue out. I am welcomed by deafening cheers when I walk through the door of the wooden house, wearing my shorts with my body covered in sweat, dust and bruises that are already healing. "How are you, son?" Beta Duncan, who is my adoptive father, gets up from his seat, and walks towards me, standing taller than usual, and he pats my back with a wide grin that he struggles to hide. I just nod to indicate that I'm okay. I drop the head on the table, in the centre of the meeting house where the elders are gathered, and look I around the elder pack members who are looking back at me with pride on their faces. "If my daughter’s head wasn't filled with ideas about romance, I think the moon goddess would've chosen you for her." Alpha Hunter says with his lips curling up a little. I smile sheepishly, and I feel the pride surging within. "It was my daily ple
When I get to my room, I throw myself on the bed, and I try to cry myself to sleep, but I just cry, and I don't feel sleepy. I get out of bed to go to the THC club again and guilt envelops me. When I get out of the cab, I stand at the gate as I contemplate going in. This is the club that sells limbicus, the drug that killed my brother, but it is the only club that sells alcohol that can make me sleep for days. I decide that I'm going to drink one glass and rush to my dorm room to sleep afterward. “Don’t you dare even think about going in there!” I wince at the sound of the authoritative voice behind me. I turn, even though I know who it is. “You are not my dad, or my brother, or whatever you think you are.” I want to walk in, but I get rooted on the spot. “What are you doing here?” Dr. Brown folds his arms, ignoring my dramatic speech. “I'm doing what everyone does, obviously drinking. Are you stalking me again? You creep. You are my boss, for goodness’ sake.” He smirks, amuse
Leo Liam and I stare at Willow as she walks away. I walk away from Liam to walk after her, but Liam casually jogs, and stands in front of me to block my way. “Stop trying to turn my girl against me, or I’ll...” “Your threats are getting old.” I cut in dismissively, gazing at the corridor where Willow was a few seconds ago. “I can’t wait for the day you regret...” My smart watch buzzes, signalling the ringing of my phone. I grimace when I see Mike’s name, and I wave Liam off before walking back into my apartment to take the call. “Bro,” I say, while I try not to sound too annoyed. “Bro, we’ve run out of stuff. When will you deliver?” “How soon do you need it?” I exhale. “You can send it today. You always make extra.” “Well...” I trail off, wondering if this is a good time to tell him that I want to stop making limbicus. “Don’t tell me you have been slacking off.” His words me out of my train of thoughts. “I'm out of town.” “Really? They said they saw you outside my club,
Leo I use my snout to point at the end of the forest, showing Willow that she should leave, and she eyes me with doubt written on her face. I point again and she glances at Poseidon, Alpha Hunter's wolf, and her heart beats fifty times louder than before.She takes one step forward. The alpha growls and takes a threatening step towards her, while baring his sharp teeth. This causes her to take five steps back, then she runs further into the forest. Fuck! How am I going to fight for myself and protect her at the same time? Alpha follows her, taking slow, menacing steps. She looks back once, then she continues to run. By the time we reach her, we find her climbing a tree. My dad lets out a satisfied groan as he looks up at her, the glint in his eyes making my stomach churn. ‘Only if she knew that we could turn into humans and climb trees as well.’ ‘Are you my real father?' I glare at him. ‘I wish I wasn’t.’ He retorts. ‘I thought as much. You think I’m in love with a girl, and
Willow The big black wolf that protected me runs further into the forest, and he is followed by the other, more scary and bigger black wolf that looks at me like it’s mad that I exist. “Don’t go!” I shout at the wolf which had turned into my friend, but it seems not to hear me, or it probably thinks I’m crazy. I prepare to climb down the tree to go to help my wolf friend. I look down and four wolves walk towards the tree. I freeze, hoping that they won't notice me, but they stand right under the tree that I’m on. I suspected that these wolves could communicate, but now I’m really sure. “I know you guys understand me. I tried to threaten you with fake wolfsbane, but here you are, still fighting.” The female wolf with dark brown fur growls in response, and the other wolves do the same. “I can’t believe I’m arguing with wolves,” I chuckle nervously, and they growl amongst themselves. Where is Liam when I need him to talk to the wolves or to translate? “Liam?” I whisper, as if my
I open the door to create enough space for me to walk out, and as soon as I’m outside, I quickly close the door behind me. Professor Eleanor Malino smiles, showing me her straight white teeth and the warm smile again. I notice her green eyes light up behind her glasses, and I feel myself getting conflicted. My mind tells me she is danger, but my heart tells me I can trust her. “I know what’s going on, Miss Gordon.” She says calmly. “May I come in?” “Well...” I falter. “Students have been complaining about you.” “Did they tell you why?” “The security department was called by students who claim to be afraid of you. That’s all I know for now.” And they sent her for that? Not the security officers? She obviously knows more than she is telling me. I open the door to let her walk in, and I can't help but look at her white floral maxi dress. She is wearing white flip-flops, and her chestnut hair is in a simple ponytail. She also has a white cardigan on, and her whole look seems so h
Leo As Willow walks out, Chloe gazes at her, then shifts her attention back to me, takes Willow’s seat, and starts eating the crab left on the plate. I raise my eyebrows, “I thought you were going to talk to her.” “No, I’ll see her later,” she says dismissively. “Right now, I need to talk to you,” she sips the mojito mocktail that Willow left behind and she smiles, noticing my confusion. “Talk to me about what? Do you want to order something?” “Maybe a drink later. I want to talk about us, but before that, I want to talk about Willow’s kidnapping.” She says casually. “I have handled it. What about it?” I ask defensively. “You are pretty defensive for someone with scars. They need to pay for what they did to both of you. Do you know why they kidnapped her?” “No,” I shake my head and immediately regret it. Wrong answer. “I think I should hire a PI to find out, and I will find her a bodyguard. They can’t kidnap her without a reason. Unless you are hiding something from me.” She
Willow “No, that’s impossible.” I shake my head. “I’m serious, Leo makes limbicus and sells it to Mike, who sells it to other drug dealers. Why do you think they never found the lab results of the drug used to spike your drink?” I gasp. “Did Leo bribe the hospital staff?” “No, I thought you knew that limbicus is untraceable.” “But Marcel...” “Marcel confessed, remember? And he had the limbicus with him.” “No, not Leo.” I shake my head. “Think.” He looks at me, his green eyes daring me to deny what I already suspected. “Leo kept saying I was going to hate him if he told me the truth.” “See?” He raises his eyebrows. “I’m going to kill him,” I say between my teeth. “No, calm down.” He puts his arm around me. “Don’t tell me to calm down, you are also a traitor. You watched me befriend him and you didn’t say a word.” I remove his arm and I glare at him. “I, I didn’t want you to think I was jealous and bitter.” “No, you should’ve said something.” “I told you not to work with
Willow “Did you kill someone?” I ask him. He remains quiet for a few seconds, and I wait impatiently. “No,” he finally says. “Then it can probably get fixed.” “ I wish...” He exhales. Then he looks at me, his face filled with sadness. “I’m sorry for making your life a mess. I’m the one who went to the club, and I’m the one who went to the apartment when you told me to stay away.” I say to him. “It’s not your fault, this is all me.” The waiter comes back to take his food and drinks order, and I also order a drink. "Don't worry, I'm going to pay for our meal," I say to her. "No, you can order anything, you are not allowed to pay.""How much did my friend give you?" I eye her suspiciously, worried that she might be left with little money. She chuckles, breaking eye contact."Okay." I hold my hands up in defeat. "I'm sorry for being nosy." She laughs before walking away."Mike," he sighs. "He gave her ten thousand dollars, we are probably going to use $1 500 because the restura
Willow Alpha or Mike or whoever his real name is unfastens the blindfold, and after my eyesight has adjusted to the light in the car, I look out of the window of the limousine to realize that we are back in Seattle. “Champagne?” He asks casually. I glare at him, and he chuckles. “Oh! The walls have gone up again. You don’t trust me.” “I have never trusted you,” I mumble. “But you seemed so comfortable in the penthouse, I almost thought we were friends.” I shake my head in disbelief. I felt a little comfortable, but I couldn’t befriend my kidnapper. “You are a lunatic!” He winces. “I’ve been called worse.” “Really? I can’t imagine why.” I roll my eyes. He titters. “Your coldness towards me came out of nowhere.” “It did?” “Yeah, ” He grins. The car stops, he gets out and holds out his hand, but I walk out without taking his hand again, and he chuckles. I look around the parking lot and my jaw drops when I notice that we are at Preston, one of the fanciest restaurants. He hol
WillowI stay in the bathroom for some time, looking around for a way out. I look up at the air vent. If I can find a screwdriver or a pair of scissors to open and climb into this, I can probably move through the ceiling and find myself elsewhere, but what about Leo? What if they hurt him?“I hope you are okay, Leo.” I whisper, and I walk out of the bathroom to face the poker face. I find him sitting on the couch and scrolling through his phone. “You have been in the bathroom for an entire hour.” He says without looking up. “I was fascinated by the walls.” I roll my eyes at him. “There’s no need for that smart mouth. I’m the one in charge.” He slightly tilts his head up to glance at me.“Yeah, you have made that clear,” I retort.He sighs and continues to scroll through his phone.“You have a nice bathroom, by the way, I almost took a bath,” I say to get rid of the uncomfortable silence and to try to distract him from texting people he might be sending over to kill me or ship me of
The 6’2" lean men in suits who look like cloned bodyguards form a wall behind Marcus, standing at attention in front of the cars, and he stands in front of them, wearing a wife beater, facing me and folding his bulked arms like the boss he fancies himself to be. “It’s you, again.” I make an exasperated sigh. He chuckles. “Don’t look so disappointed. You know I run this operation.” He grins arrogantly. “No, Mike runs this operation. You are just an errand boy.” He growls in response. “Just be grateful that you are still under the boss’s protection, or you would be screaming like a girl right now. I know you are going to mess up again, and I can’t wait.” I stare at him when it finally clicks. Marcus hates me because I’m valuable to Mike, and he hates the fact that his boss needs me more than him. I ignore his empty threats. “So, ten men, huh? I didn’t know you were so afraid of me.” “These men are here to keep you in control, because you need to be tamed like the animal that you a
Leo After my call with Mike, I glare at my phone as if he would pop out of it, and then I close the trunk of my car, which is filled with packets of sky-blue powder.I call Chloe, and it takes me straight to voice mail. I decide to deal with Mike and keep Willow safe before trying to find Chloe. If they will trade Willow for the limbicus. ‘What is my name?’ Asclepius interrupts my train of thought. ‘You know your name. Why are you asking me?’ I let out a deep sigh because I know where this conversation is heading. ‘You know how creating and selling this makes me feel. You were born to heal, Leo. Not to harm.''I know,' I respond to my wolf dismissively as I open the door of my car. 'Haven’t you learned anything out of Marcel’s situation? Do you want to take more lives?’ I grimace at his comment before burying my face in my palms. 'No need to make me feel guilty. Luckily, I’m the one who sells limbicus, not you Mr Holy, and I’m Leo, not Asclepius.''But we are one, and you know t
Leo “Why do you live in this cheap apartment? You are filthy rich.” Marcus, who is one of Mike's bodyguards glances at the door. “Your bravery is something else.” I chuckle bitterly, mad at myself for letting them take Willow. “You have the nerve to make a casual conversation?” “I’m just asking. It looks expensive, but don’t they maintain the doors and everything? Did you hear the creaking of the door when we closed it? It was not loud, but good for dramatic effect.” “I have to admit, I felt it too. I can imagine the poor woman’s face when she heard the door slowly closing behind her.” His friend laughs. “Where did they take her?” I growl. “Easy, tiger. You wouldn’t want us to make a call to get her killed.” He grins devilishly. “She is so young, so innocent, with hopes and dreams.” He says with a shaky voice, and the most theatrical facial expression and a hand on his chest. If he did this under different circumstances, I would be laughing my ass off. “Fuck you!” I bellow. “P
Willow I try to turn around to look, but I feel a cold object pressed against my neck, and my heartbeat starts racing. “Get in before somebody sees us,” a low and menacing voice behind me whispers. “Don’t turn around, don’t try to look at me and don’t try any tricks.” I take small cautious steps, and Leo looks at me, his eyes filled with sadness, but not fear. Does he know who the person behind me is? The door creaks shut behind us. Two more men appear from behind me, both of them are holding guns, and I still feel the cold metallic object on my neck. One man points a gun at Leo, and the other one holds his gun and stands in the middle, his eyes darting back and forth between us. “This is simple, your life is in each other’s hands, if she moves without permission, he shoots him.” He glances at the man holding Leo at gunpoint. “And if he moves without permission, he shoots her.” He glances at the man who is holding me at gunpoint. They are all tall, muscular, and they could pass