Clayton paced back and forth inside his office, his mind getting restless as well as his body. He stopped for a few minutes before resuming his actions, closing his eyes, and bending his head in deep thought.
It has been three weeks since he was discharged from the clinic by that Matthew Slade, and he did what he was being asked of much to his frustration. He remembered lingering at the clinic’s waiting area despite being discharged early, when Amarah, her real name, finally coming in through the front door after Matt.
“Amarah,” he stated softly.
To his discontent, Amarah stepped behind an amused Matt for her protection and hid herself. He noted that she had a scarf wrapped around her neck and her eyes reflected fear when she looked towards him. The last thing he wanted her to feel if she is around him is fear. But, because of what he did, he somehow instilled that on her.
“Amarah, please know that I didn’t mean to hurt you l
Amarah opened the cabinet, which contains the clinics stock of medical supplies and started counting them for their usual monthly inventory on a not so busy Friday morning. She counted the number of boxes of surgical gloves they have left and wrote it down on the paper pinned to a clipboard she is holding.She then proceeded checking and counting the saline solution bottles.After two hours of doing inventory, she went back to the reception lobby and proceeded to her computer to start on her report.“Hey, would you mind doing this for me as well?” Tracy Sutton quipped.Amarah looked at the document being handed to her.“Isn’t that supposed to be your task to do?” She asked patiently as she open a new file and started encoding the standard format. “Matt will be reprimanding you again if he finds out that I did your report like I did last month.”“Like, please stop telling me that, Arah,” T
Clayton sat stiffly on his chair inside a small, quaint restaurant while rubbing the back of his head, where the clipboard Amarah hit him with, to ease the soreness he felt. He looked hardly at Matt, who went with them to prevent any further harm to him, trying to control his laughter over what happened.He looked across the table at Amarah. His Amarah, who just whacked him on the head with a clipboard that she had been holding since he followed her in to where she was being checked, as he was kissing her inside the clinic. The woman the damn doctor beside him said that she could not even hurt a fly and Clayton believed it. Right now, she is staring angrily at him, like daggers are shooting out of her eyes.Shocking Amarah with his bold action, Clayton held her by her chin as he bent down and kissed her deeply, sending her a message that he will make her his. She struggled from him but his hands on her waist and chin prevented her from doing that.Her full, red
Amarah opened the door to the small apartment building that she is staying in that night, where she was told had belonged to Gloria’s father. Since she turned eighteen, she could not hide her glee when Jacklyn had told her that she will finally be getting her own unit.She finally got to have her independence.Ever since she was young, as far as she can remember, Amarah always had to have either Jacklyn or Gloria wherever she goes. Permissions had always been required and she remembered waiting several days to know if it is granted.She knew deep down that Jacklyn must coordinate everything with her father, whom she only gets to meet once every year, during her birthday together with her mother. Her parents would spend the entire day with her, lavishing and buying her with whatever things she would want.Amarah had grown up not being used for all frivolities despite her parents giving her whatever she asks especially on her birthday. Every year, whe
“How many have recovered?”Clayton looked at his Beta grimly with his blood-shot eyes, tired and heavy from the border patrol that he has been dedicated in doing to protect his pack. Ever since he received news from his patrollers of threats from rouges, he had been so adamant in guarding the safety of his pack.It’s been more than three weeks since the threat to his territory had started. Clayton suspected that his brother might somehow had been behind these threats by allying the pack he had entered with other rogue packs. Apparently, hearing him survived that attack made him alternate his plans.Conrad is still set in overtaking the pack and take his place as the rightful alpha.“Most of them already did,” Liam assured as he looked at his friend carefully. “You look like shit, Clayton. Are you getting enough rest? Look, for the past five years, our pack has gotten stronger, and most had started fearing us. You made t
Amarah looked up from the patient’s record at the small office behind the reception counter, that she is encoding when she heard the bell, installed above on their main door, dinging on a Wednesday morning. Before getting up to check, she groaned inwardly when she heard no trace of Tracy greeting the customer formally.“You’re really proving that you’re a saint, Arah,” she muttered as she placed down her pen and stood up. She patted down her soft and plain blue dress with a boat neckline to get rid of any wrinkles before checking to see who entered. “She ditched you once again to be with that new guy she’s obsessed about.”She stopped dead on her tracks when she saw the person at the other side of the counter.“Dad!”Amarah could feel tears at the back of her eyes as she quickly walked around the counter and threw her arms around her father’s neck and hugged him tightly.Gavin Savill
Clayton rubbed his eyes before opening them as the early morning rays of the sun went through the window the following day. He stared at the clock beside him and saw it read six thirty. He turned to his side and saw Erika, still sleeping comfortably beside him, her one arm draped across his flat stomach. He carefully took her arm off and sat up, leaning on the headboard quietly. He looked down at the woman who gave him some pleasure last night, no matter how good she was, she had never made him forget the woman with crystal clear, blue eyes that has been haunting him for the past weeks. Erika was on her knees, wearing a loose shirt, looking up at him seductively as she pleasured him with her mouth, one hand holding his while the other is loosely wrapped around his knee. Her head bobbed up and down as she continues heightening his pleasure. Clayton, sitting by the edge of her bed, brushed some hair off her face and watched her with hooded eyes. With his hands
“Let me get this straight, Lily,” Clayton commented calmly, an hour after when he arrived at the pack house to meet with her and Liam. “It’s either the wolf less child spoken in the prophecy is going to be sixty-one this year or twenty-one years old, right?” “Yes. According to the elders that I spoke to, the wolf less child has already been born,” Lily answered calmly as she looked down at her notes. “If we used the reference of the prophecy, the last years where there was a full moon on the sixteenth of July was the year of 1941 and 2000. My instinct is making me lean towards the twenty-one-year-old. Because of the few excerpts I got on the second part!” “Born under a full red moon, you will be hard to mark,” she continued softly. “For you shall choose the one for your heart.” “So?” Liam questioned. “Ugh! You, guys are so dense!” She complained, rolling her eyes. “Clayton, this wolf less person was born on the sixteenth of July at the year of the Blo
Amarah made sure that she had securely locked the door to her apartment before heading towards the stairs to go down, early the following day. She looked towards Matt’s apartment unit and silently guessed that he must still be asleep, considering he had taken a double shift since Jacklyn had not come back yet.She went down the stairs carefully and pushed the glass door open, stepping out into the sidewalk and looked around her surroundings, where her neighbors are also starting on their day.“Good morning, Mr. Monroe!” She greeted with a wave at their cranky-old neighbor, Monroe Williams, who lives right across the street from their building, getting his paper from the mail. “It’s nice to see you here again!”“Get on with your day, lady,” Monroe grumbled, slamming his mailbox shut.Amarah smiled, shaking her head at his early crankiness.She looked at her watch and saw that she has more than an hour
Three years later… Clayton watched anxiously as Amarah breathed in and out as she is clutching his hand tightly on a very early Thursday morning in their room, at his house. He watched as she closed her eyes and tried to control the pain that she is going through right now. “Oh, God, that’s worst,” Amarah finally stated. “You also said the last one was worst,” Clayton countered as he wiped the beads of perspiration on her forehead. “Are you just trying to pacify me? It’s not working, I’m telling you that.” “You’re the one who put this on me,” Amarah teased him with a smile. Clayton stared at her dumbfoundedly. “Amarah, if I knew that I will be going through this as well, I would have waited a little bit more before putting that child in you,” he argued lightly. “I am not ready to go through this process.” That earned a laugh from Matt, who is sitting on one side of the room and patiently monitoring Amarah’s condition. Clayton gave him a good glare. He turned back to his wife, w
“Open your eyes, Amarah.”Amarah opened her eyes and turned towards the voice. She slowly sat up and came face to face with the most beautiful woman she had ever seen in her life.The woman looking back at her has long and thick blond hair that is way past her waist. She had clear and bright honey-gold eyes that are currently staring at her lovingly that goes perfectly well with her beautiful face. A long and pointed nose, round firm cheeks and full rosy lips.She is wearing a glittery silver floor length dress and there is something about her that made Amarah realized who she is staring at.“Oh my goodness!” Amarah exclaimed and she immediately got down on one knee on the floor and placed a fist on her heart. “My apologies for not recognizing you immediately, Goddess Selene.”“You did good, my child,” Selene said.Amarah raised her face towards her when the goddess cupped her chin. She smiled sadly. “I could have done more,” she answered softly. “But I guess I overexerted myself that
Clayton with thick tears in his eyes stood, clenching his fists tightly and watched as the fire slowly crawled up and make its way to Amarah, immediately surrounding her body. He breathed out heavily and felt his mother’s hand on his back, gently comforting him.I love you, my Amarah, he thought in his mind intently.Slowly, as if his own feet have their own brain, he took steps towards the platform until he is only a few feet away. His mother followed behind him and stayed behind his back as the heat being emitted from the fire increases.As the fire started to crawl over her body, he felt a strong gust of wind blowing at them. His mother hugged his arm and buried her face in his back until it subsided. He turned to make sure that she is okay before looking back at the fire.Another gust of wind strongly passed by and it passed directly through the fire.“What the heck -?!” He heard Gabriel from behind exclaimed.All of a sudden, out of nowhere, a strong and blinding light shot down
Gabriel, with his hands inside the pockets of his jacket stared down quietly and intently at Catherine’s tomb. His eyes wandered towards the words written on her white, marble epitaph and he gripped his fists tightly. “Life is not Forever. But LOVE is.” He glanced up a bit when he heard a howl in the air, signifying the end of the mourning period. For Amarah. Instead of the tradition’s usual five days of mourning, King Atticus had decreed that the observation of mourning for Amarah will be extended for two more days. This is because of the influx of wolves from all over the kingdom that wanted to pay their last respects to the Saville woman, who had unselfishly given her all to treat those who needed her help. And it has been seven days as well that Gabriel has been visiting his mate’s tomb and would just stand there for hours without saying anything. Gabriel heard some rustling behind and he raised his head up and waited. “Everyone’s starting to gather at the grounds,” Conrad i
Amarah stared up at the ceiling, breathing slowly and deeply. She turned weakly at the sound of the door opening and as hard it is for her, her lips raised upwards into a smile when she saw Clayton entering the room.“H-Hey,” she called out, raising her hand.Clayton immediately went to her side and clasped her hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing it gently. He sat down on the chair by the bed and looked at her lovingly, his eyes red.“You… You look beautiful,” Clayton said achingly.“Thank you,” she whispered. She coughed lightly and then took a deep breath. “Matt said… Matt said that I’m going to be okay. He told me that I just needed to rest so I can recover all the strength that I had lost.”“You shouldn’t have worked hard,” Clayton only whispered.Amarah reached for his cheek with her other hand.“I-I’m sorry,” she apologized gently. “But I did w-what I needed to do. They need my help.”Clayton clutched both of her hands gently.“W-What time is it?” She whispered softly.“It
The howling roar of rage filled the air as Clayton rushed towards Amarah, catching her in his arms before she had completely hit the ground. His eyes burned with anger and fear as blood started to soak her clothing.Conrad, shocked at what had just happened turned towards the direction and when he saw Anthony Madison, with a triumphant smile on his face, transformed immediately to Magnus and lunged towards him, pinning him on the ground and another fight had ensued. The pack members vacated the area, pulling away any injured warriors.They could hear Magnus growling and tearing the enemy apart and a few minutes later, several Gamma warriors had joined him.“Amarah!” Clayton yelled as he reached for the dagger, which he knew for sure has been dipped in Wolfsbane. “No! No! No!”“Clayton, don’t pull it out!” Jacklyn yelled as she knelt beside him. “Let me do it!”“Stay awake, Amarah,” Clayton stated over and over again as he adjusted his position so that Amarah is lying straight in his a
Clayton watched grimly as the fire consumed the dead bodies of all rogues, the orange flames snaking all over the bodies and omitting the smell of burnt skin, hair and blood. He looked up as three more bodies were added to the pile.“Are the bodies of Fullerton and Madison found?” Clayton asked hardly.“Not yet,” Liam answered. “Gab and the Quartermasters are doing the search as well. If they’re still alive, they will immediately eliminate them.”“Their actions just showed the cowardice in them,” Clayton barked angrily. He turned to his left and looked down at Conrad, leaning on a tree and panting heavily as Bradley and Jacob are tying up a clothing around his stomach. “We need to get you back home.”“I’m alright,” Conrad assured him as he finally stood up. He thumped Clayton on the back. “We need to make sure that those two are dead. We cannot be complacent.”“You were good out there,” Clayton commented seriously. “Seems your five years away from here seemed to have made your skills
Amarah opened her tired and heavy eyes when she heard a howl, more like a battle cry in the air. She immediately sat up straight and then stood up immediately when another sound came. She rushed out the office she occupied to rest for a while, her heart pounding.“What’s happening?!” She demanded loudly as she saw the wolves in the center that are strong enough to check, crowding towards the entrance of the building. She pushed her way in the crowd, her eyes straining to see what they are all looking at. “What’s going out there? Is it Clayton? Please don’t tell me it’s him!”When she finally made her way at front, she saw Matt together with Mr. and Mrs. Langston, several steps outside and looking towards one direction, his face grim. Something caught Amarah’s nose and she looked up to see dark, clouds of smoke filling the air as well as hues of dark yellow and orange.Dead bodies, she thought immediately as the sky turned more darker as the fire from afar is getting bigger and spreadi
Clayton transformed back into his human self after Kragen mercilessly ended the life of the rogue that launched at him a few minutes ago. He grabbed his dagger from the ground and immediately hurled it towards the rogue who is sneaking behind Liam.Liam turned and nodded at him thankfully as he pulled the dagger from the rogue’s head, kicking him back to the ground immediately. He handed the weapon back to Clayton.“The Saville’s had broken their inner defense circle,” Liam mentioned to him as they both thwarted a pack of rogues lunging towards them. He spit on the dead body of one. “Bradley was sent to the center a few minutes ago to have the wound on his side tended.”The battle had spread out all over the land as Clayton’s allied packs took each rogue packs to different directions to weaken the defense. He looked onwards and saw Ian Fullerton and his Beta, moving back and allowing the rogues to attack head on.“Cowards!!!” Clayton yelled at them loudly.Anthony Madison heard his sc