Ryan's phone was ringing for consecutive number of times, without stop.He did look at it but then pressed the silent button and put it back in his pocket. It was Rose. She was possibly bugging him with an apology but he wasn't in the mood. He stood at the dock.His sunglasses on as the sunlight kissed his handsome face. His arms folded as he watched the shipment being unloaded which was being held by the custom officers. "Is Patrick's package ready? "He asked the middle aged man in-charge of the port. He nodded, " Yes, sir, already on the way. "" Good, and what about the custom officer? "Ryan questioned. " He has been reunited with his family. He looked pretty grateful to find his son whole. " The man chuckled, " Sending his bloodied T-shirt along with a random severed hand, indeed did wonders in pursuing him. That idiot perhaps didn't even look at the hand properly, just imagined that it belonged to his only son, from the tshirt. "Ryan pulled the man by his shoulder and shook
I lost the measure of length and breath of time. It seemed like I had been there forever, endlessly. I wrapped my arms around myself as the sands around me twirled and danced, pulling me further and further down below, somewhere. At this point, I had given up struggling and was kind of ready to meet my end very unbothered by the mysterious circumstances that had lead me to this mysterious place.Then something flickered infront of me, like the mica in sand, flickers in the sun. A flash crossed my mind, a vision floated in like a memory of a distant past. I saw myself in the woods, surrounded by trees and the scent of earth. And there was Ryan as well standing beside myself.We had some weird attires on, very unlike the ones I was used to seeing. It seemed like we belonged to an era that was by gone. "Sherry," his voice whispered low and husky as he nuzzled up my shoulder, "I've been waiting for you."I felt a rush of warmth and desire flood through me and I couldn't resist him, not w
I stumbled out of Ryan's grip, my knees buckling beneath me as I took in the devastation of the situation. The sand slide had ripped through the desert like a hungry monster, leaving destruction and debris in its wake. But somehow, miraculously, Ryan had managed to find me in the chaos.However, now it was gone. Just like his first and claws had. We were back in his study, the boys staring and gaping at our site. And everything else seemed to be normal. But the hell was it? My world had turned upside down. Nothing made sense. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice strained with concern.I couldn't speak. My throat felt like it was still coated in sand, and my eyes burned from the grit that had whipped around me. But even more than the physical discomfort, I was overwhelmed by fear.Because I knew the truth about Ryan. I knew what he was.I was an eyewitness. "Sherry, talk to me," Ryan said, his hand on my arm as I stood there staring at him, blank, expression less. I pulled away from
I arrived at Sarah's place , over burdened by my troubles, hoping to find comfort in the company of my friend. But as I walked towards the door, I noticed that the house was locked. This was very unusual, as Sarah always kept the door unlocked for me.Infact she didn't need to lock because she didn't have anything inside, that was her joke. I tried calling her, but there was no answer.Her phone kept going to voice mail. I turned,feeling more upset than I had arrived there feeling.Just as I was about to leave, I heard a loud explosion outside.I ducked with my hands over my ears.Then hurried to the front to investigate what had happened. As I stepped outside, the bright orange glow of flames filled my eyes, and a wave of heat rushed towards me. I gasped in horror as I saw that Ryan's car had crashed into a nearby tree and was now engulfed in flames.I looked at my keys. I had definitely locked it and parked it properly! Was his car as supernatural as him? Did it have it's free will?
I looked down at my plain and unremarkable outfit and knew that I wouldn't be able to get into the club looking like this. I needed to transform my look, and fast. Without a second thought, I began tearing and folding my clothes, trying to give myself an instant makeover.I started by ripping the hem of my shirt, creating an asymmetrical edge that exposed just a hint of skin. Then, I tore off the sleeves, leaving me with a sleeveless top that showed off my toned arms. Next, I took my scissors and began snipping away at the neckline, creating a deep V that was both sexy and daring.For my pants, I rolled up the cuffs to show off my ankles and give the illusion of longer legs. Then, I tore off a strip of fabric from the bottom of the pant legs and used it as a belt, cinching in my waist and creating a more flattering silhouette.With a few final adjustments, I stepped back to admire my handiwork in the polished door of the club entrance. I looked like a completely different person, with
I stumbled through the dark alley at the back of the club. Didn't want to risk taking the main door in case the cops were still looking around. My vision was blurry and my mind hazy from the alcohol. I just wanted to get out of there for the moment, away from those men who had made such disgusting advances towards me. But as I made my way through the alleyway, I feel that I was being followed.My heart started to race as I turned around and saw those two men from the club walking towards me. Panic set in as I realized they were indeed following me. I tried to quicken my pace, but my legs wouldn't cooperate, and I stumbled again, nearly falling to the ground."What's the matter, baby? Can't handle a little fun?" One of them sneered, and I could feel their eyes on me, making me feel dirty and exposed. " Stay away from me... " I tried to yank the hand of the one who tried to touch me. Tears started to form in my eyes as I tried to back away, but they closed in on me, blocking my path.
I was still under the influence of anesthesia at the moment but my senses were not fully off, and I was vaguely aware of what was happening around me.The two men that had tugged me in into that black car were gone. I had feared that I might have woken up in their bed being violated and humiliated, in my nakedness but thank goodness that was not the case. I was still moving around. I could feel that I was being carried from one vehicle to the other, but I was unable to move or speak. It was a harrowing experience because I felt what was a comparative sense of relief. As I was being carried, I could hear the sound of footsteps and voices, but they sounded distant and muffled. It was as if I was in a dream state, and everything was happening in slow motion. I tried to open my eyes, but they felt heavy, and I couldn't see anything.Suddenly, I felt a jolt, and I heard a voice say, "Watch your step, guys. Let's not drop the package." It was a male voice, and he sounded concerned. I wante
I slowly opened my eyes, and it took a moment for me to realise that I wasn't on a bed anymore. Instead, I was lying on a cold, hard floor in a dark room. Panic set in as I tried to move, but my hands and feet were tied up tightly. I couldn't feel anything except the cold metal around my wrists and ankles. My heart started racing, and I tried to scream, but my voice was barely a whisper.As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I noticed that there were other girls in the room with me. They were tied up just like I was, and some of them were badly beaten, with visible bruise in that darkness. I could hear their shallow breaths and their soft sobs. Fear and confusion took over me as I realised that I was not alone who was kidnapped. "Hello? Is anyone there?" I called out, hoping for a response. Silence was the only answer. "What's going on? Why are we here?" I yelled again, hoping that someone would answer.One of the girls next to me spoke up, her voice trembling with fear. "I don't know
" My dear husband, I know we haven't exchanged the vows but in my heart you have and always been the one and only one. I don't know how you will be able to explain this to all those waiting at that stadium. I don't know how you will cope with what I am about to say. Just know that this is not another betrayal. I love you. I am not leaving you. But I have to go now. It's not something in my hand. Take care of yourself. Take care of our new pack. I promise I will return. Wait for me to come back. So for now my dear Ryan, you are the deputy Alpha. You are in charge."That was what she sent me. My mobile phone crashed on the floor as I ran towards my car. I ran straight home. The limo was still standing in front of the gate. Rose was waiting there with a smile but it faded as soon as she saw my face. " Ryan? Why are you here? What happened? "She rushed inside as she saw me dart in without answering. I broke into the room where her scent was still coming from. "Sherry...... S
I couldn't believe it had already been months and what was more unbelievable was the fact that Rose was my bride's maid. I mean, I didn't want to hold onto anymore grudges. I told Ryan to sort things out with his father as well. We both went together to ask for his blessing before our wedding. "This one seems like a changed girl, my boy. You better be careful. " He had jokingly said, or was it a joke at all? I was indeed a different species at the moment. Not the weak human who had caught his eye. " You look stunning. I think I should keep an ambulance ready for Ryan. "Rose joked. She had done all the wedding preparations by herself. She had even helped me with deciding the dress. A very unique design. A high neck, see through courset dress with a very light weight trail. It had some pearl detailing on the veil that I was wearing and it matched the set that I was wearing as well. " Thank you for everything Rose. I know it must have been hard for you.... "" Oh, don't mind. It w
I knew I wasn't thinking very straight but there was nothing else that could be done. We had just buried two of our best friends. There shouldn't be any more burial from our side. Besides, if what Midnight said could be taken into account, there were many werewolves from Helo's end who were mere puppets. They needed to be protected as well. I head-on battle would only result in more innocent casualties. " Are you sure you want to do it this way... "Ryan's breath over my bare shoulder made me shiver from within. I was putting on my war costume. Just like old days. " This is the only way.... "I resumed putting the weapons into their respective places. But he turned me around. " You know I never contradicted you. I did everything that you asked me to do. Your way. "He pulled me closer and burnt his gaze into me. " Listen to me carefully Sherizad. I paid a very heavy price for that obedience last time. Don't you even think of leaving me this time. " He shook me with feral inte
"So what is it you are willing to give for your friend to live"Helos laughed hysterically. He knew Midnight or Sarah, whatever you called her by, had no power over him. She was merely a slave bound to him by claws(clause of contract written in blood) but he hated that she was steadily slipping out of her grip. There she was, her hands blackened with the stain of collecting all those innocent souls. Yet she was unhinged by her own pain. She was begging Helos to spare her friend Sherizad. She was begging him as he drank one dark blood after another , replenishing his strength. "Anything... Anything that you want. I can bring you Ryan. I can give you his head. "" Silence little rat head! If his head was all I wanted , didn't I have better opportunities than this? "Midnight was desperate and she flung herself at his feet, her face landing right on the ground. Helos laughed. Then placed his feet above her ear. He pressed so hard that her head cracked a little. Midnight didn't scream.
" Sherry! Thank God! Thank God you are back! "My eyes were open but my view hadn't yet adapted to the new light conditions. But I could feel Ryan's tight and warm embrace around me. He was crying. He was crying as he was hugging me. I felt one hand around Ryan's back and my other hand was holding something hard. It was the hilt of the dagger that I had pierced myself with. " I am so sorry. I am sorry about what Beck did to you. I am sorry I couldn't stop him. I am sorry I couldn't save you both... "I could slowly see everything around me. I was on Ryan's lap, still on the road in front of my building. There was a small crowd in the back and I could hear the distant sound of the ambulance and police car blazing. I saw Beck's lifeless body lying just beside me. His hand almost touched mine as I tried to get up. I pulled Ryan's ear close to mine and whispered, " Take us out of here Ryan. It was no one's fualt. I remember everything now. I will tell you everything. It's was all prep
It felt like I was falling down a glass tunnel. I could see glimpses of my life, flash across it's mirror-like surface. It was as if my life was playing before my eyes but in a reverse model. I could see the incident with Beck, my moments with Ryan, the days spent before that, me getting kidnapped, my first meeting with Ryan, my struggles with my dad, my miserable college life, followed by my school days. It kept going back and back till I saw myself as a baby in my dad's arm, in the same cave where he was murdered. And the moment that flashed after that were those of me getting taken away from my mother, who was lying unconscious in a hospital. Beside her was a man, who held her hand fondly. Definitely a spouse or a partner. The father of her child who was getting elated and was being congratulated for becoming a new father. So, the man I loved my whole life as a parent, was my kidnapper? Luckily, I wasn't in a state to feel any emotions and it was much easier that way. It was s
I went straight back to my apartment. It was time for Sarah to be back for a nap. I was in no mood for a conversation so I went straight to the roof top. I needed some time to myself. I went straight to the corner and sat there, as my legs dangled from the edge. I didn't know what made me more upset. The fact that I was just a mere human lookalike of a great werewolf queen or the fact that Ryan actually never touched or kissed me. It was his former dead lover whom he had been searching for in me. It was honestly humiliating" Oh my god, Beck! You scared me. " His sudden movement made me jump up. I almost tripped from the edge and was about to fall. But Beck caught my hand luckily. " What are you doing here? "I asked as I stood up when he pulled me up, " Did your Boss ask you to check on me? " I couldn't think of any other reason for him to be there. " Are you alright? " Somehow that question of his was making me uncomfortable over the course of the last few days. " I am alright
" Why is this place so crowded? Who are all these people? "Sherry asked as she made her way towards the store room. Josh was right behind her. " They are not normal people Sherry. They are like us... "Sherry had not been coming for work for about a week. Ever since her night with Ryan, she had been feeling some strange discomfort. Ryan had specifically asked her to stay home and rest. He went to check on her every night and came back with the morning sunrays. She was back that day, after her little break. " All of them? " She asked looking at a hall room full of werewolves for the first time in her life. Ryan and his boys never felt that alien but it was different for those present there. Each had distinct features. Each had a different kind of eye. " Is something happening? Like do you have any festival or something? What's the reason for the gathering? " Josh, chuckled. " Nah! Not a festival. We are preparing a party. A different kind. " Josh winked. Sherry ignored the s
Ryan and his men did realise that the den they visited had something definitely sinister about it. But they failed to realise that it had accelerated the process of repeating history. What Beck experienced, whatever happened to Sherry or her father's murder was not things that were individual. They were all connected by the thread of fate. " Has Chong and you,been working on the list? "Ryan asked. " Yes, we did. All of them. Didn't miss a single one. "Josh confirmed checking his recently dialed list, with a big wink. " How's Beck doing? " Ryan asked. He had been keeping quiet and acting a little weird, ever since they got back from that place. Ryan was now sure that there must be more scattered werewolves from their lost packs.Scattered every where, other the centuries. His new mission was to try and track any paranormal activity and recruit as many of them. He wanted to meet each one of them personally, to see whether he knew them already and persuade them. He had been trying