Miatta The sun arose but I didn't get to see it. Neither did any occupant of the room but it wasn't unusual because the room had no windows. However, I could not deny that the man I had once thought was a part of my imagination was real. I had seen him the night before, his face hovering over mine. He had run away before I could ask him who he was and I had forgotten to inquire from Addy due to the impromptu hassle. Speaking of Addy, I immediately remembered the condition she was in. She still lay beside me, inert and quiet. “Please, get up, Addy. I don't like seeing you like this,” I beseeched her, kneeling by her side. I slipped a petition across to the Moon Goddess to keep her alive for my sake. “Is it morning already?” a hoarse voice croaked, yawning afterwards and opening my eyes, I saw Addy blinking at me drowsily. I sat too, overwhelmed before I could recognize that she was indeed awake. I flung myself on her, hugging and kissing her on the cheek. “Oof! Get off me, you rog
Miatta Yvette was shocked first of all but as soon as the shock wore off, she headed straight for Addy, flashing her deadly claws. The entire members of Group White assembled around their leader, protecting her from the vengeful Yvette. Addy was unbothered by the threat, rising from her bedside gradually. Her locks whipped against the hollow behind her knees. “Don't we have duties this morning? I assume you should be motivating us to get to work instead of threatening me with those ugly names.” She sounded different, more confident and cocky. I had not known Addy for long but I could tell that her relapse had changed something in her or rather, had awoken a dormant spirit in her. She was badass now. Her team regrouped and assembled behind her, tapping from her brash confidence. She nudged Yvette aside with a shoulder and passed by her silently, leading her group outside. My group leader, Elena signalled for me and I ran towards her, hiding my unadorned neck with my thick hair. “Wh
Miatta “If you want your collar, meet me at this spot tonight as the last horn is sounded. Come alone.” His words resounded in my mind when I returned to my spot in the messy kitchen. Elena had questioned me and after I had explained myself, she had asked if I was okay. I was fine and I told her so. She allowed me to get back to work and I picked the brown rag meant for drying the slabs. My survival depended on my ability to hide my unadorned neck from the sights of others and my long hair made that task a little bit achievable. However, I remained on guard. No one could be trusted anymore, not concerning such a delicate issue. Ryan finding out so soon was a mistake. I could not afford to let it happen again. It took two hours to finish up the disgusting job and we filed out again in a straight queue. I searched around me but there was no sign of Luke in the area. I resolved to ask him who he was the next time we met. Back in the room, the meal had been served and there were most
Miatta “You're late,” I announced, hearing his footsteps coming closer. I had been there for more than three minutes and I hated being kept waiting. Oddly, he didn't say a word and I was beginning to doubt that it was he behind me but I knew his scent. Lycans had a distinct scent but his was different; I could tell it from the rest. It reminded me of fresh wood and pine cones, a nostalgia of home. “You came. I didn't think you would,” he opined, coming to stand beside me. He was at least two and a half heads taller than me, an edge over me it appeared. He hid his hair underneath that pile of cloth again and it was done so precariously that if I tugged hard, it would come undone. My perusal continued below, observing that for they four times he and I had met, he had been wearing the same clothes, which either meant he was a stranger or an intruder. I ended my examination and sighed ostentatiously to get his attention. He stared blankly at me, like I had woken him up from some drea
Miatta Luke escorted me to the dark room and I was panting like a dying horse. Blood pumped in my ear and my heart rate quickened of its own accord. I could barely control my steps and my eyes kept sliding short. In all my life, I had lived with my brothers and so, I had never seen a wolf in heat. Perhaps I would have known what to do and how to react to the whole phase. Goddess knows my mother had probably only copulated to bear children. Imagining her beneath my father brought on some waves my body was not ready to handle at the moment. “Um..Luke..I –I can't go on. I need to sit down.” I was feeling drowsy and I sat down on a rock. The night was still dark and no one could see us unless they made use of their harnessed adaptations. Moreover, the stone statues of past Lycans Kings and the evergreen trees were enough coverage for us. “No. No, Miatta. I need to get you back to your room. You are in heat and I don't want to defile you even though you would really want me to. It’s lik
Miatta Group Blue worked together in silence, mindful of where we were but my thoughts were scattered in various directions. Addy's words, all she had told me about being in heat had all manifested when I had been with Luke. At last, she had asked to know the events of the previous night: “Miatta...why do you ask? What happened last night?” she asked to satisfy your curiosity. I was not comfortable with telling Addy things anymore because that Addy was not the Addy I made friends with. The new Addy spent relatively more time speaking with the members of Group Brown. She and their leader had hit it off, mostly seen together. Ramona suffered from the situation the most, spending her time alone crying or being picked on. I gave her only bits of the main story to whet her appetite for information. “I met with Luke yesterday and I think I was in heat. However, because I had not experienced it before, I wanted to make sure I had made the right guess. Thank you, Addy for the help.” “A
Miatta I hadn't meant to say those words but immediately they left my lips, I couldn't take them back. He wanted me, the Lycan Prince wanted me and I knew it. The knowledge of that gave me a kind of confidence that I thought I had lost. His eyes traced every movement of my legs and I made sure he saw how wet I was. I was supposed to hate him and I was attracted to Luke too but I could not understand why I was drawn to this monster. He had placed a collar on me and limited my wolf yet I was wet because of him. The monster leaned against the wall, stroking himself and I wanted to see what he was hiding in there. “Don't tempt me, Miatta. I won't be held responsible for what I would do to you,” he darkly replied, breathing heavily. I rose from my knees slowly, allowing him to look his fill. I wouldn't let him have his way with me however; I just wanted to tease him a little. I sauntered to him, taking my time and enjoying his attention. He didn't move a muscle, waiting for me to make my
Lucas I paced my room angrily, stomping my feet as I went along. The ground shook underneath me and my bed rattled but I cared less. They could not contend with the storm raging inside of me. I had asked to be left alone and so far, no one had bothered me. I didn't want to see or speak to anyone. She liked someone else? How was I supposed to take that? My hands were shaking and I wanted to tear something, anything apart in order to steady them. She couldn't like someone else; she didn't have the right to. But she wasn't mine either and I had no say over whom she could love or not. Then, why did her words haunt me so? It was early afternoon and birds perched on my sill, chirping cheerful tunes. I was not in the mood to pay any attention to them so I shooed them away and laid on my bed. A cool breeze circulated round my room, aerating the ambience and reducing the heat of the afternoon. I threw an arm across my eyes, shielding it from the fierce sunlight. “My Lord,” Ryker suddenly