All Chapters of The Human: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

THERE ARE TRIGGER WARNINGS IN THIS BOOK. THE WEREWOLVES IN THIS SERIES ARE VERY ANIMALISTIC. READ WITH CAUTION. THANK YOU "Get up," the beast man yells at us. We all scramble to our feet in hopes of not aggitating him. He spits, kicks, and hits if we don't move fast enough. On multiple occasions he has also drug one of us away for the night. "Buyers are coming tonight. I expect each of you to be on your best behavior," he snarls, and my head falls. Matted dirty hair brushes my cheek as I try to be invisible. Not once has he touched me, but I don't think it is due to my luck. I think it is due to the chain on my wrist. The gleaming gold chain that he eyes everytime he comes into the room. None of the other girls have one, and it was placed on me the night I was stolen from my room. "Shakira will sort you," he growls out before finally leaving our dungeon. *** "Shakira, who is Shakira," one of the more beaten girls asks as she looks around the room. I shrug. Mos

  Finding the street isn't hard, but deciding which way to go is. I have no idea what state I'm in. I have no idea how big this "Alpha" guy's "territory" is. Plus, I really can't trust anyone I see driving.    After a few minutes of thinking I decide to follow the road heading left along the treeline. The area seems to be pretty rural, so maybe I can use that to my advantage. If I see a car coming I can hide in the trees or drop to my stomach in the tall grass. The grey dress I am wearing shouldn't draw too much attention.      As I walk my feet almost immediately begin to give me issues, but I push the pain to the back of my mind by picturing Amber dead on the kitchen counter....ready to be carved up for breakfast.    A sob breaks through my lips as I picture her eyes staring off at nothing. If only I hadn't overheated that furnace. Maybe just maybe, she would still be alive. Not

PLEASE LEAVE REVIEWS IT HELPS MY STORIES!!! I NEED TO KNOW WHERE I CAN IMPROVE OR WHAT I AM DOING RIGHT. THANK YOULUCIAN I crash into my room and begin to pace. My human thoughts are being so overwhelmed by my natural wild instinct I can't even shift back. My muscles are screaming with pent-up frustration, and all I want to do is attack. I want to inflict pain; my werewolf nature is calling for it. "Alpha, I have the cuffs," Beta Kohn says, and I snarl at him. "I understand, Alpha...How about we place them on your ankles....keep them hidden along with the fever? If you keep on like this, you will continue to harm the females," Beta says, and I stop in my tracks. I give him a brief nod, and he dashes forward to cuff the thick strips of silver around my ankles. It only takes a minute for the poisonous bands to do their job, and I begin to shift back. Kohn exhales a sigh of relief as my fur recedes and my naked form once again becomes human. My senses immediately take a nosed

AMBER    When I get off the plane, I am pleasantly surprised to see a man holding a sign with my name. Dad really did think of everything.    "Hi, Umm, I'm Amber," I say self consciously while adjusting my backpack.   He meets my eyes and nods but doesn't utter a word while producing an oversized jacket from his own backpack. He hands it to me and grunts like an animal. I throw it over my arm, but alarm bells are going crazy in my head. This guy is weird.   "Umm, thanks...Where am I," I ask cautiously, and he tilts his head as if he doesn't understand English.    We both stay frozen for a moment before he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded piece of paper with my name on it. He hands it to me, and I awkwardly shift the jacket to read it. Dear Amber,    Hey Baby girl. I hop

LUCIANThe pathetic mutt bit me. ME! I can't remember the last time someone landed such a devastating blow to my body. Ruben and Kohn grab him as I recover and the sight of them pinning him makes me grin.I'm going to enjoy ripping his puny intestines out, especially since I can still smell his desire for my mate over the blood from our brief fight. But before I can reach my prey, my dark-haired little mouse bolts in front of him with her arms out. Which stops me dead in my tracks.  Shock, anger, and jealousy roll through my body as I watch the female that is supposed to be mine defend another. She should be happy to see me! She shouldn't be protecting the packless wolf. He is weak. She should be throwing herself into my arms and kissing me with those perfect lips."Please don't. If you let him live, I will never try to escape again.....If you kill him, I will try every chance I get