Blood Awakening

A sprinkle of stars lingered in the night sky for the first few hours of darkness. There seemed no sign of an upcoming rain. Busy as before, the road owns a hundred and more people probably going home. Old street lights flicker along the road, barely illuminating the streets. The clock swings its hands and the lingering stars hide behind the dark clouds. A drizzle had managed to empty the street as fast as a bullet train. Few of the passersby had taken shelter. They went to the nearby stores dreaming of wet-free coats and paper bags. But, emerging on the street corner, a lady of fair complexion, brown hair, and tired eyes continued walking. She likes a little of the heavenly teardrops; it doesn’t matter if she gets soaked sooner. The thoughts of a warm embrace of her comfortable bed ready to ease the aches of all day work run on her head. “Mari!” shouted Louisiana or Lou as she loves to call her. To Mari, she is the most loving forty-year-old seller at a bake shop where she always

Heavy breaths and fingers bent against the wooden door. She wasn't sure if she was going to knock or just wait till her Aunt Lily found out she's gone and would bombard her phone with calls and text. But she is considering another option: to suddenly disappear without a word. Mari knew this would surely hurt the person she considered a mother, the only one whose life is devoted to her. However, if she presents herself before her eyes, she's afraid of her aunt's reaction upon seeing her with furs on her body. How would she react if she tells her about growing fangs? Or will she still accept her niece if she learned of her consuming human blood or worse her own blood? On top of all those overthinking, what's stopping her most is the daunting thought of the possible inability to control herself—the what ifs of being beastly and inflicting pain to her beloved aunt. One...two...three—knock. It took a lot of courage to do that; however, it is well compensated as a pair of arms immedia

It has been weeks since their visitors came, but Alpha Lachlan could not get over her. From afar, on the balcony of his room, that provides a vantage point over the ground where ceremonies would often be held, he persistently watches her. Sometimes, the Alpha would shift just to vividly hear her delicate laughter with the young pups as they play on the ground. He's been doing that since the day he first saw her rare beauty. She definitely had intrigued him. “Alpha Lachlan,” called his beta Mellow. “Did I disturbed you?” he added. He noticed the Alpha was in a meditative state. “No, not all.” He pivots his swivel chair, facing his beta, Mellow. “So, how was it?” “All is fine, Alpha. Nothing unusual since day one.” “Okay. You may now leave. That is all that I need for now.” “Is something bothering you, Alpha?” Mellow hesitantly asked. He has known Alpha Lachlan since childhood. It has always been the two of them who share almost everything like brothers do. Alpha Lachlan's h

Maridelle stayed inside his chamber sitting on a couch for a few hours. She is in front of him like a student in front of the principal. But with no conversation between them. She wanted to initiate a dialogue to break the ice. From the moment she saw him, she wanted to ask why he called her. However, her fear of blurting information stopped her. So instead of talking, she focused her eyes on the details of his chamber. It is huge with a king size bed near the window on the east side. Over it is a canopy of white thin fabric. Paintings she considered of thousands of ages hung on the wall. There is a grand chandelier right in the center of the ceiling. On the left corner is a table, his working table. There is fine furniture with materials she thought were expensive. There is also a balcony where the fresh air freely enters the room. There was nothing much to note. It is simple but huge and elegant. “Are you done?” Alpha Lachlan finally talked. “Done what?” Alpha Lachlan stared

If only it was visible, Alpha Lachlan's nose would be seen puffing smoke. He could sense Beast's anger from within. They're both in rage. “And you expect me to believe that?!” he punched and kicked the brick wall repeatedly. There was not even a minute wasted for them to act after a single unnamed enemy had penetrated their territory. It's quite impossible to learn what happened. They never put their securities down; to think a valuable prisoner was taken out of their range is another thing to get angry. However, hours of questioning Lily yield nothing. “I told you the truth! I don't know who it was,” Lily faintly said. She barely had her strength back from the torture she received from the twins. “Save her, Alpha. I beg you.” Alpha Lachlan wanted to disagree and cast every anger he had on his body to Lily. No one needs saving. Maridelle, as presented with every fact they had on hand, doesn't need saving. She started the chaos; had a rebellion fueled because of the brutality she