Jamal’s POV In about fifteen minutes we got to the hotel. I turned off the engine and stared at it. Hotel Presidential. This was the one Conrad recommended, said it was the closest to an atmosphere deserving of an Alpha and furthest from the filth of the human realm. I hope he’s right as usual on that call. I stepped out and woke the kids, then carried our luggage from the back compartment. Someone was waiting at the staircase, and he promptly helped with the luggage while I minded the kids as we walked through the front door. Once inside, I stared at the architecture. It was wooden, looked like it had been around for at least a century. They find old things more elegant looking, and I was starting to see reason in that argument. The furniture looked impeccably maintained, each chair having a gold outline with adornments that looked handpicked by an expert. I couldn’t see the air conditioning boxes that looked so out of place in other human buildings, but the air still had the same c
Jamal's POV "Come on dad, you promised," Summer complained as she tugged on my pants while I was making a phone call. "Shhh!" I hushed her quietly, "You're interrupting my call," I told her in a whispery voice before resuming my conversation over the phone, "Yes hello, where were we?...Oh sorry, it's my daughter." "Dad!" she shrieked in her shrill voice. "Hold on, I'll call you back," I said over the phone before I hung up. "Dammit Summer, what is wrong with you?!" I yelled at her. She sniffled a bit as tears began to well up in her eyes. "Oh baby," I said compassionately as I squatted to her level holding her two little palms in my hands. "I'm so sorry for yelling at you, okay?" I said to her as she sobbed quietly. "Will you forgive Daddy?" I asked using my index finger to gently lift her chin up so we could make eye contact. "Uhn-uhn," she responded shaking her head in rejection. "Seriously? Okay, what should I get you? An ice cream?" I asked in a bid to placate her. "Hehehe,"
Methis POV I sat at the restaurant where Jamal had made reservations. I had never been to a restaurant of this quality before. It was exotic to say the least. It had yellowish walls with glistering lights and chandeliers so when they shone on the wall it gave an illusion of a golden wall. "What's taking them so long?" I grumbled as I looked at the time. I had been seated here for over twenty minutes! That's it! I'm outta here, I said in my mind and was already about to stand up when I saw Jamal in a sleek black suit walking towards me with two little kids behind him. I waited for him to walk over and take a seat along with the little kids. "You're late," I said staring at him. "Yeah, I'm sorry," he apologized, "Summer here insisted on looking extra pretty for you," he explained. "Good evening, Miss," the cute little girl in a pink dress greeted with a beaming smile. "Good evening sweetie," I responded with a smile, "You're so cute. You're Summer I'm guessing," I said. "Uhun, and
Methis POV "Consummating your promise," he said and then used his other hand to rub around my clit. "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed as an intense surge of feelings pervaded my body. "You like that, don't you?" his deep voice penetrated my ear as his lips grazed my earlobe. I couldn't respond as I was hardly able to control my body at this point. "Get ready," he said and then slid his index and middle finger right into my wet opening. My eyes widened as I inhaled deeply. Then moving his fingers in and out, slurpy suction sounds pervaded the air as he went deeper and deeper, his palm still smacking against my clit with each stroke. I could feel it. I was going to cum soon. I was dripping like a tap at this point and suddenly....... "Ahhhh!" I screamed as I orgasmed, my legs twitching and coiling up around his hand still stroking my crotch area as my legs crossed tightly. I couldn't feel my legs and my eyes rolled backwards as sounds of fluids splashing on the floor saturated the air. "Now yo
Jamal's POVI Waited outside the apartment building where Methis lived. It was a nice place. It was tall and it looked artlessly done from the outside though it was nice to see. I wondered why most houses in this human world looked so alike. It was as if all the designers had gotten lazy and decided to just copy each other’s work. In the human world, I saw less statues, less paintings, and every other thing that linked to the ingenuity of art. Maybe they just loved to keep their stuff simple. Regardless, I loved the general scenery of the city. What I loved the most was their technology. They had the ability to integrate their technology into their architecture which made up for its boring appearance. Even the building that Mehtis lived in had an electric signboard that stuck out from one side advertising something they called Shampoo.This also was probably one of human greatest undoing. Their need for something they did not need. While waiting, I had read that advert a million times
Xander POVI know what I saw. That is perhaps what frightened me the most. I saw it with both my eyes. Jamal was no ordinary human being. I saw his birth; I saw his first kill which by the way was not a fish it was a big adult deer. Jamal was a wolf. I don’t know why I did not see that coming. He is good. He keeps his identity secret well. I saw the many battles he had fought. Jamal had been to war. Who or what he waged war against or who or what waged war against him I have no idea. I was not fortunate enough to see that deep but it had to be a serious matter because I saw Jamal kill. I saw him maim enemies, I saw him fight with valour. A man as Jamal had more backstory than I had anticipated, perhaps his backstory is too ominous that I’d rather not delve into but my curiosity as always, got the best of me and I found myself thinking deeply about how it was possible that a girl as innocent as Methis had had an affair with a man as dangerous as Jamal. They were like two opposite side
Xander POV“I bet you know her more than me now,” Sophia sighed.“Of course I do.” In truth, I knew nothing about Methis. We had talked a lot, but we never really went that far as to the point where she told me about her childhood. Perhaps it just escaped both our memories. Regardless, I continued my game. “Like how she loves sport.”Sophia looked up. “Did Methis tell you that?”“Of course not but I guessed it.”Sophia laughed. “You guessed wrong.”“OK. Maybe I didn’t get that one but let me try again,” I offered.“Sure, be my guest,” Sophia accepted.“She loves rock music and the outdoors.”“Is it the same Methis we both know?” Sophia could not control her laughter at what I had said.“OK, fine I accept. You know her more than I do.” I tap out. “I am terrible at observing people. What kind of journalist am I?”Sophia finally recovered from her laughter. “Don’t be too hard on yourself. We’ve been besties for years. Two weeks of talking can’t get you to know her as much as I do.”“Yeah
Xander POVLuckily, I found her documentation. She was first Kathrine McHolland then when she married Methis's dad, she became Kathrine Delis but after the divorce, she returned to Kathrine McHolland. So I looked up Kathrine McHolland on all social media platforms that I could find, on all library records and on everything I could think of that would give me a result on people.Eventually, after a long time of searching, I was able to find an address. It was a perfect start to my digging. An address. If luck was on my side, I would be able to meet with Kathrine herself and I trusted myself that once I was able to squeeze a meeting out of her, then I was going to get her talking. If I was correct, by what Sophia my sister told me, then Methis loved her father dearly and deeply so if her father had had a falling out with his new wife, then she was most likely to have a falling out with her too. Implicitly, Methis and Kathrine were not on good terms before and after the divorce. If this