All Chapters of Wolf in the Dark: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

It was a few minutes before the paralysis of Enora's mind and body had lifted. Enough of her senses had returned to realize she was with a stranger, which rightfully prompted kicking and screaming. "Let go! Put me down!" she yelled, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. The stranger didn't spare her a glance, only tightened his hold. It was only when she managed to dig a concealed knife out of her purse and attempted to swing, that he addressed her. "Hey! I'm helping you escape! Put that away!" "Helping? I don't even know you!" "Victor told me to get you back to your apartment no matter what. I'll explain once there." He responded quickly; voice full of authority. At the mention of Victor's name, her words faltered. The last she saw before they were no longer within sight, were both wolves leaping towards one another with claws raised. "What's your name? How do I really know you're a friend of Victor's?" she asked quietly. "I'm Gil. Gil Contreras. I'm the beta of the pack and

She blinked, feeling her body tense up. "I'm sorry, what?" she questioned, thinking she must have heard him incorrectly. He took a tentative step towards her, "I'm both an alpha and boss because our pack follows mafia law as well. It's a long story because of my grandfather–" "No. Stop! You're not serious right now." When he didn't answer, she felt all senses of control leave her being. It was going too far. How was she supposed to take this? "No, no! This is–Victor, what the f*ck?!" she heard someone yell. It must have been her voice, but it didn't sound right to her. Victor extended a hand towards her, but her body recoiled from it. "It was for your safety." he began. "Bull! Safety would be my knowing about it so I could practice some precaution. Or, I don't know, not be involved in a life I didn't choose!" A sudden dread encompassed her and she found her eyes flitting to the window in paranoia. How much did this rival know? Mafia usually know everything, and shifters have a

Enora hummed along to the song wafting through the speakers of the cafe; its classic tune had some of the customers singing passionately and jovially. Even some of the dogs joined in with little yips and howls. She laughed while looking for something to keep her busy. Lately, her good moods were fleeting and bland. Although being at Pawsitivity Time made her happy, there was no ignoring the obvious emptiness in her life. Victor was the sunshine of her day that she'd never realized was so cloudy. "You chose this Enora. No use in obsessing over a done deal," she voiced aloud, hands absently rearranging glasses on the shelves. It was after lunchtime, meaning there wasn't much to do until the next hoard came in. Enora decided on taking a breather in her favorite spot in the cafe. Sunlight streamed inside indirectly because of the surrounding buildings, so there were certain spots where it glaringly blinded you, but she found it perfect for napping. It also had the most plants surround

She found herself humming and dancing as she finished getting ready for the party. As she had planned to have the café close earlier than usual today, it gave her ample time to return home. The drive was about forty-five minutes from her place, and she liked being on time. "Wow, you clean up nice," Enora complimented. Gil stepped out of the bathroom in his masquerade attire, looking effortlessly cool in it. He shrugged as he observed himself in the mirror on her bedroom door, and answered shyly, "You think so?" "Of course. I wouldn't lie about that." "You sure this isn't a ruse to get on my good side because I'm mad at you?" She put her hands up in defense, "Hey, I said I was sorry! I'm not purposely forcing you to go. You have to be my plus one since Victor isn't here." "He owes me for this. I hate parties," he mumbled angrily. "Me too. Guess we can awkwardly be there together," she replied. He released a sigh, "At least the theme is cool." "That's the spirit!" Enora tr

Caitlyn and Nadine hastened down the hall towards Enora who was being examined by a pack medic. She tried to call out to them, but the gauze in her mouth muffled her words. "Oh my gosh what happened?!" Caitlyn yelled as she got closer. "Allen! Send everyone home! The party's over!" Her husband shouted a confirmation and cut off the music moments later. "Enora! What–!" Nadine began, putting her hands to her mouth in horror. Enora was about to answer again, when the door opened to reveal the stranger being carried out. A quick scan of his body showed no wounds and his chest moved, but he was unconscious. "Who is that?! He attacked you?! And how did these guys get here so fast?!" Caitlyn shouted again, seeing the state of her friend. The sleeve on Enora's dress had been torn and her hair had fallen out of its bun. Her face was sore and swelling; mouth slightly bleeding from where her gums were cut. This was definitely not good. Gil stepped in beside them, "These are old cop buddie