Absolute Obedience

This wasn’t fun. The music was too loud, the room was too crowded and there were too many werewolves standing way too close to me. I knew it was a bad idea and yet I’d still let myself be talked into it. Corrine hadn’t let up on me, she’d kept on and on until the easiest thing had been to give in and agree to her plans for my birthday. I’d learned my lesson, never again would Corrine get to decide our weekend plans. “Isn’t this amazing?” My blonde-haired friend bounced up to me, drink in hand and a huge grin on her face. “I’m so glad you agreed to come.” “It sure is different.” I just about managed to turn my lips up into a smile, but it felt more like a grimace. “How long do you want to stay for?” “We just got here, Ruby. Relax, have a drink and try and enjoy yourself.” She shoved her glass into my hand and stared at me until I’d taken a sip. Nodding she turned and headed back towards the bar. I should have known the night wasn’t going to go well when Corrine’s ‘friend’ had turne

As I left my audience with the King of idiots my head was spinning. I had way more questions than answers and I had no idea when, or if, I’d ever get a real explanation. Clearly Mr ‘Obey Me’ didn’t think I was worth giving any answers to, and there was no way I was going to try and ask my escort as I was sure he considered it ‘not my business’. Of course, why would the direction of my life be my business? I hated werewolves. I silently followed Jace through the corridors of the massive house. Through open doorways that we passed I could see groups of people watching me with open curiosity, obviously they had no idea what was going on either. I wish that made me feel slightly better, but at this point there was nothing short of waking up and finding out this was all a nightmare that would help. We reached a sweeping staircase, with polished wooden bannisters and thick, deep, red carpet running up the centre. Propped up against one of the posts was yet another large, m

Today was the day I was finally free of my prison. Following along behind Jace, I continued to marvel at the sheer size and luxury of the mansion. It was good to be King. We eventually came to a stop outside a pair of large, wooden, double doors and my sense of excitement rose. This was the day I was going to actually get to speak to another person, even if the librarian was a werewolf, I didn't care. I was just looking forward to any kind of conversation. Jace pushed open the doors and I almost sprinted past him, so eager was I to get into a new room. I stepped in and froze in wonder at the floor-to-ceiling shelves of books as far as the eye could see. Directly in front of me was an open space where a long, polished, wooden table and chairs sat in front of a large stone fireplace. It was beautiful. Behind the table rows and rows of bookshelves ran to the back of the room. They looked like the perfect place to find a quiet spot to hide away in with a good book. "The librarian will b

The longer I was held hostage by the werewolves the more I began to question my previous judgements of them. I wasn’t suddenly a convert, but maybe I didn’t feel quite so negative about them, at least not all of them. All my life I’d simply seen werewolves as a single mass of beings that I hated, they lorded it over humans and didn’t care what our lives were like under their rule. I was starting to wonder if assuming they were all exactly the same was a mistake. I mean humans aren’t so why should wolves be? There were plenty of humans I didn’t like, Mrs Fisher wasn’t a favourite, but there were loads I loved, and that meant that maybe the same could be said for my wolf kidnappers. Maybe.Today was freedom day, well the closest to freedom I’d been for weeks. Today I got to go outside and breathe in the fresh air in the gorgeous, green surroundings of the garden. After Clayton had granted me permission to leave the confines of the mansion I’d spent the entire night convinced I’d wake up