“Where are you taking me?” I whimpered as the huge wolf carried me on its shoulders.
The path is dark. I cannot see clearly. But this white wolf, which is walking on its two feet, seems to know the path like no one else. It walks like it’s some sort of a man rather than an animal. In fact, it breathes and acts as if it's not an animal at all.
The wolf had been walking through this forest for a couple of minutes now. It was silent in here, like the grave. Is it going to bury me alive in the middle of this dark, gloomy forest? Too bad I didn’t scream when it took me from the stone table. But what’s the use of screaming anyway? Insects and trees wouldn’t help me get away from this predator. I doubt they can even recognize my scream as a shout for help.
Heaven knows where this is, until it halted. I tried to move my head to see what’s in front of us that made it stop. Luckily, it turned me around and I can see a huge rocky wall that extends to nowhere. It seems to be a divider between this forest and whatever place is beyond that wall.
And, despite carrying me on its shoulders, it managed to move the stone that blocks the entrance in just one hand. It turned around again in less than twenty seconds. Is it some sort of a mutant? Wolverine maybe?
‘Is he an alien or something?’ I whispered to myself. As soon as we entered the cave-like pathway, it then pushed the huge boulder again, blocking the entrance once more and bathing the whole place in absolute darkness.
I was now facing the path. I prayed to whoever is listening that this is not a bad thing for carrying me in front instead, not in the back. My heart skipped a beat when it clicked its finger (or paws, I don’t know) and a flame was now floating before us.
“Are you a wizard or something?” The huge white wolf just snorted.
“So you can understand me, huh?” Silence just answered back at me.
‘At least this doggie knows and understands the human tongue,’ I mused.
We walked for several minutes. Only its footsteps (or pawsteps) reverberated. After speaking some words of wisdom to myself, I finally decided to open my eyes. The floating fire that this wolf summoned earlier greeted me and I saw two huge wolves guarding the entrance by the end of the wall, both standing on their two feet and carrying torches.
I tried to hide my astonished face but the black wolf smirked at me and gave me a curtsy bow. ‘What the hell?!’ I shrieked in my own mind.
“Are you guys wolf people? Or perhaps the lost colony of Roanoke?” Those words unexpectedly came out from my mouth.
“You will soon find out, mortal. And one thing…” The brown wolf winked at my still gaping face, “We’re a pack, not a colony.”
My throat bobbed. Since when do wolfies and doggies talk? This. Freaking. Brown. Wolf. Just. Talked.
Gosh, am I in heaven already? I didn’t know that heaven is as dark as this and is packed with talking dogs and wolf-like men. Or perhaps I’m within the ninth circle of hell…
I can’t. My feet and body wanted to go home. Although I was suddenly aware that I no longer have a home to go to. I don’t mind spending time with homeless people in the homeless’ abode. I just wanted to run away from this creepy, odd, unearthly place.
My teeth chattered as soon as we came out from the cave-like pathway. It was cold in here, as if all the frigid winds of the mountain had gathered in this place.
It turned around and the black and brown wolf gave the white wolf, which was carrying me, a signal and a tight nod. Even here, I can see the huge wall that is made up of solid stone that extends from hell knows where. ‘Perhaps this is another marker of the equator or something,’ I wondered.
It put me down roughly and my body landed on the murky ground. Mud stained his moon-white fur and I smirked and stuck out my tongue. I moved my leg a bit and, because of pain, I almost yelled.
“Ouch!” I cried in a soft manner. But the wolf’s cerulean eyes just stared at my filthy body. The white dress that the man gave me earlier was now colored in brown mud.
My whining ceased when a light flashed before my eyes and a white wolf was no longer standing a few inches from my dirty feet.
The wolf had shifted into a man. A man with a glorious body; his muscles and abs and all of him was perfectly crafted by some god or deity or Great Spirit. His skin was mocha in color, quite identical to the mud that was covering all over me. His hair was bluish black; blue when moonlight drenched him like it was now, and black if the darkness was the only blanket shrouding all over us like that in the forest. His eyes were cerulean blue, I only managed to take a great look now because this whole place has light in every corner, contrary to the forest that we just trekked. And my favorite part is the fact that his skin was the only thing covering his entirety, nothing else.
My eyes involuntarily slid into the bulging area between his legs. I wonder how long it was, or how hard could it be if I stood naked before him.
‘Shut up, Elaine! Why are you so hot in front of your abductor?!’ I scolded myself, almost forgetting that I am a ‘sacrifice’ to this creature.
A malicious grin was plastered on his face. A part of me tried to set aside the fact that I am an offering for the prosperity of the city. I just want to kiss those red, plumpy lips until the dawn breaks.
Wait, I am an offering and sacrifice. But what kind of sacrifice?
“You seemed in deep thoughts, Elaine.” My eyes could’ve come out from my face. “How did you know my—” “Welcome to Stella’s Soul, Elaine.” Then he walked away, without even bothering to look back at me or answer my question. I followed him with my eyes. And, I just realized now, how Las-Vegas-looking this place is. I was expecting it to be a tribe with two older people roasting a wild pig under the canopy of trees and some almost-naked children eating dinner from banana leaves. Instead, a gilded fountain stood before me. Huge rosarium surrounds it. Neon lights ala Los Angeles illuminate the night of the leap year. This place is secluded. But, it was more lavish than Moonburn—perhaps more expensive than Beverly Hills. A young woman who was dressed in navy blue and white helped me get out of the mud. “I’m sorry about Tyler. It’s his first time to get out beyond the wall and see a female mortal. Especially one as gor
“I just wanted to test my soon-to-be bride if she fits my taste,” he murmured between my lips. “And what if I’m not?” I parted my face from his plumpy, kissable lips. He smirked. “You will be. I will not save you from your family if you don't fit my taste.” I nodded. “My family. They are…” “They died a week ago.” Sleepiness left my soul. “What did you say?” “The people that are with you…they are not people. They are Heart-eaters. They can assume any appearance they like as long as they feed on mortal’s hearts—and werewolves. Most especially werewolves’ hearts.” “What?! How? Why?!” Several questions flooded inside my mind. I knew my family was not the kind of family that everyone wished for. But being oblivious of their death for over a week is…I can’t. This is so baffling. What’s going on then? What happened to them? “Surely it’s not a coincidence that I was brought here?” I asked with br
Tyler’s POVThere she is, lying atop the stone table like some sort of a call girl waiting to be thrusted wildly. She was beautiful in white, calmly looking at the stars above as if she was waiting for something, for someone. The girl was some sort of humming a tune in which I can’t vaguely recognize. I proceed to approach her in a predator walk, still in my wolf form. I walk nearer, closer to her. Now, I can hear clearly the song she was humming. It was Brahms Lullaby—but in a creepy way. “Gosh, when will that wolf come?” Those words coming from her mouth made me snarl. Does she really think I will eat her? Well, I will soon eat her. But in a different way. “Hahaha,” my wolf Remus’ laugh was deep and dark. She noticed me and her eyes grew wide. Then wider as I stood on both of my feet. What made me flabbergasted is that she didn’t shout or shriek or yell. She sat straight and j
It’s been normal for me to see women gape upon seeing me naked. But seeing Elaine flabbergasted…gosh, I almost forgot not to bite my lip seductively. I just put her down roughly on the murky ground, courtesy of this morning’s cold rain. Mud had already stained my moon-white fur earlier, splashed into my wolf body the moment she landed on the filthy ground. She whimpered in pain, and I just watched her because my entirety is also aching as well. My cerulean eyes sparkled as I can now clearly see her beautiful body under the light of the Snow Moon. She has huge melons for her age, perfect and round. I bet it will just fit in my hands. Her kind peering eyes seem to feast on my unclothed body. Her hair was as black as this night—as well as luscious and a bit wavy, but not too straight either. Her skin is the color of snow and her body is the shape of an hourglass. I arrogantly showcased my body before her, hoping that Elain
“I just wanted to test my soon-to-be bride if she fits my taste,” I murmured between her lips. To be honest, I never knew I was a very good liar. “And what if I’m not?” She scooped my face, parting it away from her red shining, cherry lips. Why is this woman playing hard to get? ‘Dearest Goddess Selena, please make my fucking woman crazy for me…’ I prayed. Well, it’s more of a demand than a prayer. “You will be. I will not save you from your family if you don't fit my taste,” I smirked because my face loves to do it. She nodded. “My family. They are…” “They died a week ago.” I hate to tell her that but the truth always hurts. It even hurts me when Jason ‘truthfully’ told me that I must wear a deodorant if I want to keep women clinging to me. Of course, I’m angry at my brother. He has a goddamn two decades to tell me that I smell and he just recently told me that unpleasant truth about me minutes befo
Karlo and Gialyca are having sex outside on this damn hour. They are so loud and rough, and never hesitated to do it in front of Elaine’s window. They must be Elaine’s reason for still being awake, especially the windows of her room serve as some sort of a television’s screen—making her see such a breath-taking, clear view of Karlo and Gia’s convergence. ‘Can’t they just do it in the room?’ I thought. Damn, Karlo is acting like a real wolf again—taking his mate under the sea of stars, thrusting inside her in a dog’s mating position. I frowned at him when he saw me standing at my arched windows. ‘Get laid inside, Karlo!’ I commanded via our minds’ link. He’s a Black Wolf and the Alpha of the Onyx Pack, a manipulator of all things that give light and dark. Gialyca Farmiga is a famous supermodel who decided to live permanently in Moonburn. The citizens of Moonburn didn’t think twice to vote for her as the sacri
Elaine’s POVOne week ago… “What the hell are you doing there, Elaine? Go and grill some pork!” Even on the beach, my mother’s commanding voice didn’t stop me from taking a break. In fact, I haven’t yet taken a swim. Frustrated, I strode towards the barbecue grill and grabbed some marinated pork that I’ve also marinated before we got here and started to grill. While them…they are just casually laughing and playing beach volleyball. I was so in rage, treating me as if I’m their private maid and ordering me with even the tiniest chore like taking off their shoes and picking up their towel in the sand. Even wiping their body dry from the seawater, it was still my job to do. I clenched my fist and focused on grilling. But my wicked mind played a trick on me and I imagined that I was cooking them atop the sizzling enormous charcoal-grill that I exclusively made for them alone. All four of them in the sharpness of the human-sized sticks I made and above
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