And legend says that until now, Tyler and his wolf Remus are still debating if dogs are werewolves' actual ancestors…LOL XD #thoughtoftheday #jokeoftheday #werewolvesarenotdogs
Elaine’s POVI didn’t know that the Lodge is just a few minutes walk away from Selena’s Wall. I didn’t notice that it was the first building that I first saw since I came here. Well, that was dark at that time anyway and my frail body was quivering in coldness. I looked up at Selena’s Wall. It’s so tall, perhaps as tall as the Great Wall of China and it extends to I don’t know where or for how long. All I know is that it separates Moonburn from Stella’s Soul—from the humans to the inhuman. “Elaine!” When I turned to my heel, I saw Melissa treading towards me, Rowena at her side. “How’s the Lodge?” “Well, it was fine. She just informed me the do’s and don’ts of being a Luna.” “Really?” “Yes!” I beamed jovially. “Well, the High Priestess did ask me when I met the Hearteaters…” Rowena and Melissa’s faces were flabbergasted. “What?! You met them?” Rowena asked with a cro
“I was the daughter that vanished in the neighborhood four years ago.” “You mean…” I tried to calm myself but my heart didn’t listen. “You were the daughter of the family that previously lived in our house?” Melissa nodded. My soon-to-be sister-in-law was the former one who lived in our house. “Is this entire thing a coincidence? You, being my sister-in-law who was the daughter of the previous occupants of the house we just moved in. Tyler being the ‘Jordan’ I met last year who I had a one night with—” “Wait,” Melissa and Rowena’s eyes turned to me. “You and Tyler already did it?” Oh boy. Oh. Boy. “Uhm, heh—I mean it was,uhm, you know…” “Know what?” Melissa didn’t hesitate to throw a question for the tenth time. “We met in the bar and just talked about our lives,” I replied nervously. Damn, my tongue slipped. Tyler’s gonna roast me tonight if he found out that I told Rowena and Melissa abou
“The girl has a point, Jose,” said Rowena, swallowing the blueberry as if she’s just devouring the tip of a dick. “Now back off ‘cause this is a ladies’ night!” Melissa shoved the poor young man away from our table. I watched Jose walk away with his ass swaying like a Victoria’s Secret Angel, making me think whether he’s a straight man or is he looking for straight men… ‘God, he could be a gay—‘ Rowena giggled as she finished the last of her blueberry milkshake. “What about you, Elaine?” Rowena put down the sweating glass of shake. “What’s your story?” My mouth fell open, only to realize no words came out from it. “Well…mine’s not that depressing as yours, Rowena.” “But it’s still depressing?” Melissa arched a brow in question. I gave them both a simple nod while fixing my seat. “I was adopted by the Rutherford family, from a blazing orphanage that only I survived…” “That’s alr
Tyler’s POVShe’s waking me up. I know it, but I don’t want to. I didn’t even know that I was hugging something, a pillow maybe. My eyes remained shut, I remained pretending asleep. She repeatedly nudged me and by any other means so I could just wake up. I let the temperature in the room be a little colder so that she’ll fall asleep. But, I didn’t expect it was I who fell asleep first.***Elaine’s POVI woke up smiling. Tyler was still beside me, the art I sketched on his face remains intact. And he doesn’t have a single clue that he’s sleeping with the face of Pikachu, thanks to my eyeliner. The iPhone that I used to take a picture of him on his Pikachu face while hugging Taylor is still in his pocket, unbothered. “Wake up, sleeping dog,” I wiggled his nose before brushing a kiss on his forehead and mouth. Tyler yawned as I climbed out of bed. “I’ll go to the bath first. You should wash your face for the meantim
Tyler’s POVI look to my side, to where my woman is still panting. I started the car and headed for the secret exit. We have another exit and entrance in the wall that is only reserved for lavish cars like this one I’m using, just a little farther from the Lodge of the Luna. I waved a hand to Garrick and his twin Derrick. The two Black Wolves are in-charge of guarding the pathway this week. “Going outside, Moonstorm?” Garrick gave me a high-five as he pressed the button that lifted the metallic bars of the gate. A forest so green and wet, probably because of the rain last night, greeted us early in the morning. Two White Wolves in their wolf form guard outside, situated at either side of the gate as if they are just common white wolves in this forest. Theo and Leo, who are my most talented Betas when it comes to summoning fire and making ice swords in a blink of an eye, are in charge of looking outside Selena’s Wall for stray humans who
“Will you, Elaine Winona Rutherford, take me as your husband, friend, mate, master, and slave until our hearts ceased to beat together?” I did not know what to say. I freaking don’t. I just stared at the heart-shaped sapphire stone that ornaments the gilded engagement ring. It is already making me drool, especially when a ray of sunlight casts its way into our direction, the ring glinting like diamonds in the sky. All I notice is that a pool of tears starts to escape from my mouth, along with my gaping and stuttering. “Just say yes,” he whispered, ivory teeth flashing. I didn’t need to look at our companions’ expressions when Tyler said that. “Yes.” There, I said it. “I will be your wife, friend, mate, master, and slave as well. Until our hearts ceased to beat together.” Finally I said it, as if this was an actual marriage proposal. As if I wasn’t abducted from my home and laid me on a stone table for an Alpha to carry me in his shoulder
Tyler’s POV“Have you had enough?” She glanced up to me, mouth twitching to a faint smile. “No, thank you. My pussycat is still badly aching.” I laughed way hard; so hard that it bounced off at every leaf and flower living and growing in this garden. “Elaine Winona Rutherford, the soon to be Mrs. Tyler Jane Moonstorm, I am talking about the breakfast at The Gazebo.” Realization struck her like a lightning crashing a tree. “Oh…” Her expressions made me giggle even more, to the point that even Remus himself is cackling like a quacking duckling, “Oh!” She scratched her head. “I thought you wanted to jackhammer me in this garden.” “Fuck!” My cheeks turned red. She’s not lying though. “Okay, stop it.” “Stop what? I’m not doing anything.” “I was not talking to you.” And I burst out laughing again, turning my back from her so that she will not be embarrassed that she is the cause of me
Elaine’s POVI guess it’s because of the breakfast at The Gazebo that made me hold on to Tyler’s muscular arm tightly, walking with him on the busy street of Moonburn at almost eleven in the morning. I don’t know where he’s taking me. He said it’s a surprise. I pinch his muscles. It was so firm and strong, brute and intimidating. Tyler’s expression did not so much as shift except for the jerking of his chin and the twitching of his stubble. “Tyler?” “Hm?” He did not look at me though. His eyes remained on the road we were walking. “Why did you propose to me in front of them like a mortal fiancé?” Tyler stopped, slowly turning to face me. “If you’ve been abducted by a mafia boss, do you agree to marry him when all he did is just show you his face and body and cock?” “Maybe. Why?” Tyler rubbed a hand on his jaw. “You know, Elaine. You are often slow…” “What kind of slow?” I snorte
This is my fucking third book, which took me almost six months to finish. *laughing devilishly* You might be surprised why this has a sad/shocking ending. But I’d like to point out that not all stories end in “happily ever after”. I look forward to expanding the story of Elaine and Tyler. But as long as it does not harbor enough readers, the ending remains as it is. If ever enough readers would demand a sequel or a better love story between Elaine and Tyler, then I shall provide you/them a story that will fulfill happiness and give justice to the characters. I’m sorry if this story ends this way as there are things that made me stop at that point. As a writer with limited resources and is struggling, I commit to my very best to provide you quality and unique stories that will somehow quench your reader taste. To be honest, up until now, I am still learning the world of werewolves and fated mates and stuff. That’s why my n
Jason’s face crumpled and stared at the wounds on his body. “Don’t you think it’s weird?” “What?” “I’ve been kidnapped, but they treated my wounds.” “Yeah, I agree. What else could be the reason that they were keeping you alive?” Jason scratches his chin and looks at the ceiling seriously. “I don’t know…” He continues, “They’re trying to get something from me.” His jaw locked. We fell in silence. He looked at me again. “Where’s Elaine by the way?” I blushed. “She’s out to get me food.” I lied with a poker face. “Oh,” he nodded, “you’re hungry…” “Yeah. I crave something… sweet.” He fell quiet. “Let’s just wait for her.” Both of us agreed to ‘wait’ for Elaine before we escaped to my white mansion. Elaine has been kidnapped by them, and I woke up in my mansion after that with my brother pounding on the doorstep. However, a blaring sound of an alarm echoed inside, and a monotone and robotic voice spoke on the speaker. “Code 134. Code 134. Code 134. An alien got into the hospita
I know Rowan is stupid, but I didn’t expect him to be dumber than a street dog. He only had a few back up from his kind, but half of them were now on the floor. People were going crazy inside the restaurant as I stumbled on my table and grabbed Elaine’s wrist to get her out of this place. However, a blonde Hearteater kicked my knees and pounced on Elaine’s face. And my wife was thrown away from my grip. Words have no place in a fight to the death. My vision blurs and I no longer fucking care who I’ll kill. Anyone who tries to intervene me will fucking die. I lunged at Rowan but fainted at the last second. He goes whistling past me. Rowan encircled me first before his hands stretched out to grab me. I leap onto Rowan like a howler monkey. When he throws his hands up into my hair and yanks, bending over and trying to flip me off, I cling for dear life, viciously digging my nails into him as hard as I can, tightening my grip like a freaking boa constrictor. He spins and rushes ba
Luna Elaine and I got into a fight an hour later after that. I was ready to prepare for a war. I trained my pack like an army, where death sweeps to wherever we fought alongside each other. Those who want to be part of our journey will sign up voluntarily, those who don't want to, they can freely not. I’m not an authoritarian leader, so it’s up to the choice they will make. However, all men signed up. No one backed down. “Elaine…” I sighed, looking at her tucked up in our bed. She’s been like this for the past few days. I was so busy with the pack that I could only check her up in the evening. Tonight, I couldn’t hold the deafening silence between us anymore. “Please, my wife, don’t be like this.” No response was heard a heartbeat later. “Can you just support me?” I heard her muttering a heavy sigh before turning at me. “Why will I support someone who wants to be a killer? You’ll be no different compared to the Hearteaters.” My jaw moved, and I couldn’t help but to look awa
Tyler’s POV I thought it will be a peaceful night. We were bombarded with the news circulating in the pack about a pulp who was found dead in the middle of the woods. The guards who were having their nightly rotation immediately reported to the headquarter’s office about the said situation. “We thought it was a human, but it turns out it was one of our pack, Alpha,” Geoffrey, a guard on duty, explained to me. A mixture of jasmine and vanilla filled my nose.I glanced at the far left corner, and there, I saw Elaine’s shadow. Her eyes were telling me that she was worried. Very worried. I quickly went to her and grabbed her arms. “What are you doing here?!” “What do you mean?” She scoffed. “Someone from Stella’s Soul is dead!” “As if it was new to you,” I growled. “That’s why you shouldn’t be here, Elaine. Go back to our mansion!” “Are you kidding me, Tyler?” “No, I am not.” I sighed, my chest felt heavy while my eyes roamed around the place. The guards saw my gesture as a
Tyler’s POV The smell of burning flesh flooded the air, choking me in desperation as I watched my wife burn. My wife. My mate. “My Elaine…” ‘You love her?’ Remus asked. I continue to watch flames erupt from her and burn the nearby grass. “Yes,” I muttered loudly. As loud as Elaine’s shrieks, whose bones are probably melting this very second I hesitated. ‘Then save her.’ Hesitation flooded my face and mind. But this is not the time to cower. No, I have been a coward long enough. It’s time to make little sacrifices of my own. I forced my body and soul to crawl near her, disregarding the tears that tried to hinder my sheer sight. Elaine sacrificed herself for us—burned herself for us, even killing our child in her womb. This is wrong. Utterly wrong. Minutes ago, I imagined her killing myself—drowning her into the very spring where I used to bathe to clear my thoughts.
Tyler’s POV I parted my mouth from her trembling lips. She was cold and pale despite the balmy breeze here in the spring. Something is wrong with her. I can smell it. Feel it. My hands immediately reached for her bag even before she could protest. And there was only gasoline and matches, a torch and a lighter. “So we’re going to have a barbecue and you didn’t bring any meat?” She chuckled, eyes looking straight at the body of water before us. “I hope you can teach me how to hunt. A rabbit will do.” She’s been speaking all along without looking me in the eyes. Something is very wrong here. The doctor just called me minutes ago that Elaine is acting suspiciously, disturbingly. Asking questions about burning and suicide, says it’s about a book she’s reading. The once joyful Elaine, my Elaine, has suddenly become cold and distant. Scared and worried. “What’s wrong, my snow flower?” She
Several full moons have passed, distress is still whispering in my mind. I have finished reading Rowena’s journal as far as I can remember—before the moment my eyes burned upon Tyler seeing a bloody blade in the trash, forcing me to make up excuses believable enough for a pregnant, powerless eighteen-year-old woman like me. I never felt sadder than today. It felt like, since I already knew enough from Rowena’s journal, I no longer felt the need to live. And I…I remained prepared for whatever unexpected might happen. What unexpected things I might let happen. I stared at the she-wolf doctor’s face. She’s calm and gorgeous compared to me. I might still look beautiful on the outside. But deep inside, I’m panicking. Quivering and anxious about what may happen in any minute now. I’m ready to die, yet still afraid of death. “You must be extra careful, Elaine. Since you’re in your final trimester, you’r
“Why are we having pasta for breakfast again?” Tyler sighed, his muscles tensing. “For carbs and to give us energy, I guess.” Even if he’s going to feed me a bucket of Carbonara, it will still not give me enough energy to face Eliane. To face all of these shenanigans and bullshits that has been causing chaos in my head. I thought being here in Stella’s Soul is just being a wife to a werewolf, pleasing the Alpha, being good to other Stella’s Soul residents, fucking my Alpha husband and giving birth to his heir. Those were the things I have expected ever since I’ve learned about their world. Until I learned about the Hearteaters. And Rowena and dark magic, Eliane and this fucking bitchcraft which involves the fact that I must die so that the latter can resurrect. “Why Elaine? You don’t like pasta for breakfast?” I nodded. I forced my feet to stand when he blocked me, eyes burning with emotions I couldn’t fathom