I was right. They are done eating and I was late for a couple of minutes. And because of my tardiness, a palm-sized beef steak and a lobster’s head is the only thing left for me to eat amidst the abalones, crawfish, pork belly, chicken breast, beef steak, crabs, shells, and three lobsters I prepared, cooked, and bought for them. This is all I have, all that was left for me to eat: a fucking palm-sized beef steak and lobster’s head. I smashed my fist on the table due to this anger simmering inside me. I don’t know if it’s a good thing that they’re swimming in a distance from me but I guess it’s a good thing then. So that this knife and grill will not land on their eyes and throat. I wiped my tears with the sleeve of my shirt. “Perhaps if I’ve been earlier, there will be more food for me to eat.” I think not. Early or tardy, they will still see me as an extra baggage to the family that can just be discarded and forgotten anytime. They will still lea
“I still want to hold on to my heart, you know,” I said to the beast as I prepared my lightning-fast feet for a Flash-like run. And just like that, I run. Without waiting for any signs if I should. ‘Run, Elaine. Run!’ My chant seems to not work when the entity becomes hellishly terrifying. It leaped on top of the huge rock to where I just puked earlier and gave me a chase. I refrained from looking back and forth and focused my eyes, my feet, and my whole body to just freaking shit run. ‘Just run.’ I told myself, the beast on my tail. I ran faster and quicker than I ever have as if my life depends on this. Well, my life—and my heart—do depend on my running, on how fast I could run. I was running for goddamn I don’t know how many minutes when I reached the spot to where a couple was having sex earlier. Well, the couple is still here—but they are no longer having sex. Blood stained the white sand of this beach. To b
Óh, God. Oh God. ‘Could it be my fam—’ “Ms. Rutherford!” I whipped my head to Mr. Evans. “Yes?” Beads of sweat cascaded down from my face. “Do you have nothing more to say to the police?” My brows rose. My heart throbbed. “More info to give, statement to say?” I shook my head. “Nothing? You are somewhat shaking to be honest.” “Nothing more than the statement I already gave,” I finally exhaled. “Good. You are free to go now.” So I did. Without looking back. I just walk to where my untouched food is, where I was hoping that it was still untouched and my family are still wandering to hell where they want to explore. ‘But what if it’s my family that—‘ I shook my head and hit my shoulder with a tap. ‘It’s impossible. My family has a foul smell. I don’t think the wolfish creatures would feast on such foul-smelling souls.’ But what if my
In Elaine’s Dream…I don’t know if this is a dream but this felt good. Very good. He strode down the stone steps until he reached the bathtub, until his body touched the water. I smiled at him as we sat us both down in the golden tub, its edges glinting in every strike of moonbeam. I pushed him off to sink further beneath the surface, filling us with water up to our chest. Tyler picked up a bar of that rose and vanilla soap and handed it to me. “Clean yourself first, before we get dirty.” I could listen to his voice for an eternity. But it was his wink that made me freeze and released. “I could come just by listening to your voice…” I do not know why I said that but I did say that. And I did come. “So, technically, we are now bathing in your come. Your sea of release…” Tyler touched my flesh. My purr of pleasure is a brush of air against his ear. He moaned to my cry that I unleashed, heating the water with more of
Present Day…I woke up to a very loud sound nearby. A dream. I rubbed my eyes and just stared at nowhere. That was a dream, where passion is burning and bodies scorching with the heat of our lovemaking. A very wild dream. “That was the wildest dream I ever had…” I touched my neck and my lips, to where Tyler kissed me in my dreams. I can’t believe I really dreamed something like that. I blinked when I beheld the ceiling. I just realized that the entire ceiling of my room is made of a whole fucking mirror. “How expensive!” What more should I expect in this room? Golden bed and gilded furniture, mirror ceiling and red marble floor that you can clearly behold your reflection. “Oh yeah, I haven’t yet checked the closet.” I mouthed to the lilies in the vase atop the bedside table. Then I turned my head to the side. My heart thundered when I realized that a huge wolf stuff toy is pretty much facing
“His name is Cerberus. He’s just an ordinary black wolf.” I turned around and found Tyler on my back, chest glinting and muscles tensing. His face is tamed and smiling. “He usually surveys newcomer mortal women here.” Cerberus walked towards me and stopped at my feet. “He’s just a pet wolf here in Stella’s Soul, particularly the Shadow Pack’s pet. See?” Tyler patted the wolf’s head and it wagged its tail like an actual dog. “How do I know if one’s a pet and one’s a werewolf?” I asked. “This.” He hoisted a jewel around Cerberus’ neck. “See this pendant? That’s the symbol of Stella, a waning moon.” I reached for Cerberus’ head and patted it as well. It barked then wagged its tail cheerfully. “He likes you,” my cheeks turned red when he said that. I glanced at the bathtub and my dream last night played again—the moans, our naked bodies, the candlelight… “Do you want to meet Cerberus’ brothers?
The bath then became silent, except for our breathing. No, I am not just breathing. I am panting, gasping for breath. Even if Tyler didn’t slide inside the dark cave that I have reserved for his mighty and cocky beast, I still enjoyed our time together—touching and kissing, blowing and fingering. “Have you had enough?” I asked. And I don’t know why those words escaped my mouth. “Had enough?” He shook his head as his hands made their way to my tits. “For a beautiful woman like you Elaine, no man or wolf or God would have enough…” A thin line formed in my face, a strange sense of happiness settling on me. “Is that a compliment?” “I guess—or maybe a love confession.” I chuckled with my face only an inch away from being kissed by this Alpha. “I think it’s time that we wash ourselves.” “Are you avoiding me, Lady Elaine?” I shrugged. “No, Lord Tyler. I’m just worried that my body could no longer
“Let’s begin with the different kinds of packs,” I suggested. “I think it is better if I tell you the history on how these Shapeshifters came to find their abode in Moonburn, Washington first.” I nodded my head and noticed Hades trying to lick my hand. We passed to a place I had only seen today in my life: a sea of red grass swaying to every movement of the wind. The sound of male fighting with bare chests and females kicking and grunting reverberating in the scarlet field. “The women you are seeing now are werewolves too. Though, as if the Trinity Goddess have reserved them only as warriors, they couldn’t bear children to their male werewolves.” “Why?” I asked. “It’s a mystery even to the Alphas. Though contrary to werewolves in England, women here are treated nicely even if they're Omegas.” “What’s an Omega?” Melissa and I walked through the red grasses, its length quite tall. “From the Latin word wh