“Will you marry me, Mackenzie?” I’m dumbfounded at Davide’s question. Is our situation reversed? Am I the one who’s hallucinating now? I thought that that may be the case, but I’m proven wrong when he repeats his question while jerking the ring in a box. “Will you marry me?”I can’t commit to it yet. It’s only been a week since we met each other. Sure, we both make our feelings felt, but… but we have a lot of things to consider and to ponder through before entering a more serious chapter of our lives. I open my mouth, but when I realize that I’m short for an answer, I close it, then press it tight. That causes Davide to sag her eyelids and to lower the box in his hands. The sadness he once had earlier returns. “No?” he asks. It’s not really a ‘no’ coz I wanna spend the rest of my life with him, but I can’t accept his proposal yet until I’m brave enough to be honest to him… to let him know that I’m a lycan, and of course, for him to accept me for being a lycan. “Seven days,”
On the same day that the job offer is signed, I also get biometric access to the laboratory. Therefore, I don’t waste time and continue what I have left off there. Just like the last time, the laboratory is empty and the heavy metal door at the rear part of the area, where I first saw Dr. Gustavo and the dead wolf he named Ash, is still secured. Now, instead of sifting through each detail of the already available researches, which I’m sure aren’t sufficient to prove anything about us, my focus is to find the ‘most precious’ thing that Mr. Alesandro and Dr. Gustavo were bragging about. However, before I can even start flipping a catalog, or opening a drawer or turning on a computer, the laboratory’s robotic male voice thrums. It says, ‘Identity Verified!’. Coming from the sliding tinted door is Davide’s younger brother and rival, Gabrielle. His dark, piercing eyes are aimed at me and so is the direction of his striding long legs. “Hi,” I say, awkwardly. I quickly turn away fr
Davide and Gabrielle keep on rolling against each other. They battle for dominance, while I, immobilize, just watch. When Davide gets on top of Gabrille for the nth time, he’s finally able to do what he’s been avoiding to do - withdrawing his gun from its holder, then pointing it to Gabrielle’s forehead. Gabrielle attempts to retaliate by also pulling his gun, which I just stole. When he can’t grope anything, he curses and lies still.I want Davide to protect me, but seeing him willing to kill because of that sends an even stronger fear through me. If he kills because of me, then I’ll be equally as guilty as him! With my buckling knees, I rise. With my wobbling legs, I run towards them with my arms crossed over my partly exposed b.reasts. “Davide stop!” I say, while pulling him by his polo’s sleeves. Davide’s eyes burn with fury, which is reciprocated by Garielle’s alarmed glare. Though Davide is still pointing his gun inches from his brother’s forehead, his index finger is tr
After having a very steamy moment in his Ferrari, Davide and I get back to the mansion and have another round of more steamy moments. I find myself n.aked in his arms the following day, in his bedroom, on his bed. My muscles are throbbing and my hips are numbing. It’s already difficult to get out of bed, but it’s even more difficult to walk. I force my weak legs to propel towards the bathroom. Normally, I can walk a few steps in just a few seconds, but because of what happened last night between me and Davide, it takes me about more than a minute just to reach the bathroom. Once I’m inside the shower area, I let the water from the shower faucet cascade on my vibrating skin. Though the water doesn’t fully nullify all my body pains, it actually reduces half of it, which is still great. After I’m cleaned and all, I skim through Davide’s closet and change into his loose shirt and his baggy pair of shorts. Following that, I take a gold pen from a pen holder and tear a paper from a pile
My heart is racing with my mind. My heart’s hesitation to take the necessary action is feuding against my mind’s disposition to do the right thing. I need to escape as soon as I can! I don’t wanna be killed and I also don’t wanna kill again! But, what about Davide?! Should I tell him my secret now?! What if he freaks out?! What if he kills me this time?! But it’s also not right to just leave him without giving a valid reason why?! I don’t want him to think that I left because I’ve fallen out of love for him! As soon as Mr. Alessandro and Dr. Gustavo’s voices and scents disappear, I carefully and noiselessly get out of the powder room, then Mr. Alessandro’s office. The hallway is, as usual, empty, giving me more space to breathe and to recalibrate. Sweat is muffling my forehead, so I try to clean it with my palms before anyone can see it and question it. I don’t know if the simple wiping of it is enough to make me look a little unbothered, but I can’t waste more time. I must sort
Bato and Conrad’s accumulated force is stronger than my own. So, no matter how aggressively I pull my body back or shove my arms, they still manage to tug me to a far-off, seemingly abandoned junkshop. The area is filled with stinky garbage bins and animal feces, causing my stomach to flip upside down. The air is hot and stale and the only ventilation that’s coming in is from the holes on its shabby roof. Bato and Conrad forcefully release their grips on me when we're far enough from the rickety, rusty door. The foamed fury in me is eclipsed by my boldness. I pitch my glare to them, then say, “I can’t believe that you’ll go this far for money! I can’t believe that you’ll put our race’s security in limbo for money!” I pause to relax my breath, before continuing with a colder and firmer tone, “I won’t let you get away with this! I swear, you’ll all pay for what you’ve done to me!”Both of them glance at each other with cocky smirks plastering their faces before laughing out loud, ev
DAVIDE’S POV: An indescribable fear shakes my entire body, especially my hands when the unwounded man with an unkempt beard suddenly transforms into the monster I once saw before. Bushy hairs blanket his skin. Jagged, razor-sharp teeth emerge from his mouth. Sharp, long claws appear on his fingers. His height and size almost double too. His growls reverberate when he charges towards my direction. A hefty panic rushes through me alongside my fear. They interfere with my long years of firearm training, resulting in me being unable to correctly hit my target with any of the bullets of my guns. Now that I’ve come face to face with a lycan again, why am I letting my fear take charge of how I should think and act again?! D.amn it! I keep pulling my guns’ triggers until their bullets have run out. When I have nothing or can’t think of anything to protect myself and Mackenzie, I take staggering steps back. However, when a growl and a huge shadow from behind me suddenly appear, my fear im
Once we’re far from the abandoned junk shop, I park my car in a place where not so many people are passing by. There’s a gasoline station and a convenience store nearby, but the area seems secluded, which is perfect for my liking. Using the first aid kit that I have in the compartment of my car, I transfer to the backseat and start curing Mackenzie’s wounds. The instant her bloody body turns up in my vision again, my heart contracts and beats slow and weak. D.amn! I won’t forgive myself if something bad happens to Mackenzie! Just like with Dahlia, I was late taking the appropriate actions again! If I had moved a little faster, then she wouldn’t end up like this! With my trembling and blood-stained hands I soak the cotton ball with an ample amount of disinfectant, then carefully rub it on the nasty gashes on Mackenzie’s chest area. I almost don’t wanna look at her, but I have to so I know where to heal her. Her body and her closed eyelids jerk a little and a painful moan escap