All Chapters of FERAL LOVE WITH A WEREWOLF: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Wandering into the thick bushes, Beverly Miller was still dazed and couldn't get what she had just seen out of her head.Dad! Daddy!! "she called out"The cold street responded in silence "Where are you? Please don't leave me all alone," she whimpered as she darted past the thick bushes searching for her fatherThere was still no response and no so sight of her father. She kept searching in desperation and before she knew it, she was back at the initial spot where her father's car was parked.This time, she sat on the floor wailing uncontrollably as she helplessly stared at the blood that splashed on the car that was parked before her and on the floor.This blood was what she tried to trace in search of her father. She succeeded only a little until she got into the bushes and there was no trace of the blood that stained the floor anymore. But she inwardly knew that whoever or whatever took her father had passed through that route, her eyes could not deceive her with what she saw in

What the hell is that smell?Well, it isn't a bad one, mused the slowly waking Miller, whose eyelids were still too heavy to lift. Swaying from left to right on the bed in discomfort, he hadn’t moved too much when his movement was restricted by what felt like iron. Something was not right here. He could feel it.Forcing a droopy eye open, he suddenly realized that the silky sheets beneath him were not his sheets. With a start, he sat up and cursed as his head ached terribly. He felt other body pains too. Nope, he wasn’t in his room. He wasn’t even in his house. Scanning his surrounding, he noticed it was daybreak. Yet, he was in a dark and confined room that only contained an uncomfortable bed and the entrance of the room was secured by iron bars. It looked like he had ended up in a cell. Miller tried to reflect a bit and suddenly, the last thing he remembered was Rico appearing before him in a strange form. He was inwardly surprised that his brother was a werewolf all along, but h

It is a busy morning for the people of Omaha. Despite the sadness that filled the atmosphere, the fact that they had to do what was necessary according to the customs of their land had them astir.One of such customs is being present or involved in the affairs of the kingdom especially when there's a special occasion that carries the potency to affect everyone. One such occasion is the Coronation of a new king.The dreaded day of the coronation finally came and Miller and his daughter were still nowhere to be found. The Chiefs in the position to handle the coronation had already decided on what to do.While every other person in Omaha put on a sad face that morning as they dreaded their nightmare coming to reality, only two people were happy in the whole kingdom. They were Rico and Rogers. They happily anticipated this day as nothing feels more important to them than being in power. Rico would rule as king while Rogers, his only friend would be there to assist him as the second man in

It was 5:30 in the morning and it had been a long night for the people of Omaha. This has been the situation recently as the people are still trying hard to adjust to the changes that engulfed the kingdom. Before now, when King George was still on the throne and things were still going well in Omaha, children were seen playing around their houses into the early nights and even when it was getting into late night, they still gathered around to tell or listen to night tales and barely anybody was terrified of the dark. The evening breeze was always soothing and refreshing to the body and most times, the elderly ones would come out to bask in it. Most people end up sleeping late and consequently enjoy their night's sleep. Only the nights appeared a bit short to them since they slept late. And when it's dawn, they get into their daily activities again. Omaha was indeed a peaceful Kingdom!But things have changed now. The playful kids still astir at night, playing outside or telling tal

Miller had not set his eyes on Rico for a while. He knew that Rico must've gotten himself busy with some devilish deeds even though he doesn't know what exactly he plans to do with Omaha after becoming their king. Although Rogers was not always around, he saw Rogers more often than Rico. Rogers was getting busy assisting Rico with some wicked tasks these days so he had just hired a new guard from outside their kingdom to keep a watch over Miller while he was away.That night, Miller sat quietly in his little cell and thought about his daughter, his late wife, and even Omaha in general. He wondered how he hadn't seen it coming nor had the slightest idea that his brother was a werewolf. Miller sobbed quietly as he lay on his small bed. He had thought so much about his loved ones that he ended up dreaming about them while he was still sleeping in the early hours of the morning. He was just having the dream in a series from the sweet moments with his late wife down to her last words on