The Moon that night was like a silver plate polished and brushed in the finest way. Its reflection in the water was crystal clear and waited for your heart to be put like a piece of meat, given on the altar of werewolves.Michael waited by the window with his phone on the windowsill. In the cold metal light, he looked like a knight awaiting his duel the next day.Flexy didn’t sleep, nor did Jasmine. They both had mixed feelings towards Michael and didn’t know what to think about him.There was something in Michael that made them attracted to him. Except for a young, strong body, they were captivated by his sensitivity as they had never met another man, ready to open up in front of other women.Was it a sign of weakness or proof that he was special? They couldn’t figure it out, both in their separate worlds of thoughts.After meeting Bianca, Michael started to look at girls in a different way. Instead of the objects of lust, he saw something more in them - a human being who must be lov
“Flexy, do not let her speak. She would mess with your head and manipulate so that you would feel lost. I’m gonna come back here as soon as possible but I need a moment to look around and see how things are.”They were sitting on the bathroom floor ignoring the coldness coming from the wet tiles. Michael regained all his charm and despite the burning ground under his feet, he even managed to smile.Flexy was looking at him with her eyes wide open. She missed the other guy’s presence and when somebody so handsome and sensitive like Michael turned up in her flat, there was no escape for her - she embraced every single word of his, every heartwarming look and every touch of his strong, warm and masculine hands.“Can I trust you, Flexy?” asked Michael, raising his eyebrows.“Yes,” she answered. “Just come back and don’t make me feel abandoned.”The werewolf held his breath. He didn’t know what exactly she meant.“I will never forgive that you helped me. Come closer to me, I want to hug yo
The circle around Blaze was closing in. Dozens of werewolves stood arm to arm, not leaving a single gap to let him get away. He stood in the centre, invisible, but it didn’t make any difference - they already knew where he was.“Show yourself, you coward!” Shouted Jig with an impudent smile on his face. His body was giving off a bad smell of evil ready to engulf and wither the most beautiful flowers.Blaze was looking around restlessly to encounter even a small mistake in the werewolves’ formation. But they stuck tight, like they were glued by the dark substance of the chasm of nothingness.One step forward, and they moved even closer. Soon they would be in the reach of his hand and dozens of sharp razor teeth sank into his body.Now or never! He thought and threw himself into the growing wall like lightning. He hoped to break the resistance and escape from their claws.“What an idiot! Mates, do not kill him!
“What the hell is going on here?” Michael was furious, and completely lost - he would never have guessed that Dervel had a twin brother.“Did you set me up, Jenn?” He looked at her with remorse. He felt not only betrayed but also humiliated.Jenn just shook her head and sighed. But Stacy was more expressive than that - he laughed himself out.“Why are you laughing, Stacy? Did I say anything funny?” Michael didn’t share his good mood. Instead, his face was shifting from a man into a wolf, again and again staring at someone who looked exactly like Dervel and was just an inch from him."Tell me now! What the hell is going on here?!" Michael felt helpless just like an idiot in front of them all.Stacy, struggling to contain his laughter, finally composed himself and stepped forward. He glanced at Jenn and then back at Michael, his eyes filled with a mix of amusement and seriousness.“Look, Michael, I know this is a lot to take in, but hear us out. We've come up with a plan that just might
The view was absolutely breathtaking, and Bianca was captivated by the beauty that stretched as far as her eyes could see. It felt like a dream, a brand new world she had stumbled upon. In her heart, she knew she had found her new home, a place where her old life was left behind.The nest she had crafted with care, using the finest branches and cushioned with fluffy leaves, perched proudly on a high rock shelf, safe from anything but the most skilled fliers.As Bianca settled into her cozy nest, a mix of excitement and anticipation filled her. She felt stronger than ever before, seeing the mightiness of her body and incredible strength running through her veins.However, there was something inside her heart that pulled her down like a stone thrown into the water. The way she started thinking about Michael, Blaze and her husband Samuel made her confused. There was something special in each of them that attracted her so much.Paradoxically, she had been emotionally closer to Michael and
In a dimly lit dungeon, the air thick with tension, Blaze found himself bound to a cold, iron chair. His muscles ached from the strain of resistance as he stared defiantly into the eyes of his tormentor, a ruthless interrogator named Jig. Jig, a towering figure with a cruel smirk on his face, paced back and forth in front of him, cracking his knuckles in anticipation. He held a sinister-looking instrument - a silver dagger - glistening in the dim light. "Blaze, let's become friends," Jig sneered, his voice dripping with sadistic delight. "I have two simple questions for you. Where is the Crow Woman? And first of all, where is Jasmine?" Blaze gritted his teeth, determination burning in his eyes. He knew he couldn't betray Bianca, the Crow Woman who had trusted him so much. But the pain was about to become unbearable. "I won't tell you anything," Blaze spat defiantly, his voice laced with determination. Jig's smirk widened, and he approached Blaze slowly, dagger in hand. With a flic
[before Bianca's birth]Melany sat nervously in the living room, her hands shaking as she waited for Patrick to join her. She was pregnant, and her heart was torn between the love for Patrick and the overwhelming responsibility of becoming a mother. Patrick entered the room, his face serious and showing a sign of impatience.."Mel, we need to talk," he said decidedly, taking a seat next to her.Melany nodded, her eyes welling up with tears. "I know, Patrick. I've been thinking a lot about everything.""I have too," Patrick replied. "I want you to know that I love you, and that hasn't changed. But this is a huge decision, and we need to face it together.""I love you too," Melany said, wiping away a tear. "And I'm scared, Patrick. I never expected this to happen, and I don't know if I'm ready to be a mom."Patrick took her hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Mel, I understand your fears. I'm scared too. But we're not alone in this. We have each other, and we can figure it out
Deep in the heart of the forbidden grove, Dervel was led by the dwarf two times smaller than him. They prowled through the darkness: Stacy kept focused, Dervel distracted and impatient to get his daughter back. He was always on high alert, sensing danger around every corner, but this time he did not even suspect that he was being led into a trap. However, he sensed a strange and unsettling energy in the air that called to him, but he ignored it - all he thought about was to get to the lighthouse as fast as possible.As they approached the abandoned building, a chilling breeze ruffled his fur, sending shivers down his spine. His sharp instincts, not knowing why, urged him to turn away, but the love for his daughter pulled him closer - his nostrils sensed a weak smell of her body.That bloody dwarf did not lie to me. Jasmine is really here! He thought to himself sniffing the air coming from behind the tower. Two more steps and the bushes gave it away - the lighthouse stood tall and impo