Masuk“Woman, I am your boss right now because you are in my town,” he replies.
“Unless you show me a badge, you don’t have the right to say a damn thing to me and last I checked this is a free country and I have broken no laws. So buzz off, pal.”
“Listen, sugar, I have lived here in Darkness Falls all of my life. I know you are an outsider, and I know you have no clue about the dangers in this town. You are a city kid, so go back to your posh little life,” he messaged.
“You know nothing about me. Why don’t you stop hiding behind a screen and approach me like a man so that I can slap that smirk off your face?”
“Lol, darlin’. You have a fire in you, I can see it from here. But you need to keep your head down and leave this bar for your safety,” he replies.
“So you can see me, but I can’t even look at you to flip you off. How is that fair?”
“Alright, fine…here,” he typed before he sent a picture. He’s at the bar and fuck! The picture wasn’t AI-generated on his profile!
“Fine, but I am not leaving. I have business here in Darkness Falls.”
“Sugar, if that business consists of finding a date, you won’t find one here. Things work differently, and you will cause trouble, and that type of trouble should be the last thing you want. I want you safe and here isn’t it. Please leave, darlin’.”
“Seems like you’re the one looking for a date. You messaged me and I read your profile. Mine doesn’t say anything about looking for a date. So why the fuck did you message me?” I am getting so irritated, but my need for information keeps me from hitting the block button.
“Look, I only messaged you to warn you. A man behind you keeps glancing when you don’t notice. When I walked by your table, I saw you on this app. It took me a bit to figure out how it works to message you. You need to leave this bar and Darkness Falls before it’s too late,” he messages.
“Why didn’t you just slip me a note or tell me to my face?”
“I don’t want that guy to know that I am helping you.”
I roll my eyes. “Big Bad Bossy Man is scared of a rando. Now that makes me laugh.”
“Sweetheart, don’t talk about things that you know nothing about. I want to help you, but my patience is wearing extremely thin. The guy that I am talking about is right behind you now. Get up slowly and walk out.”
“The one in all black with a hoodie even though it is hot as the devil’s asscrack outside?” I ask.
“Yes, that guy. Stop looking at him.”
“He gives me the creeps. Is he on drugs or something?”
“Or something, he has been staring at you since you got here.”
“So have you, so why should I trust you?”
“Fair point, but everyone here knows me. So tomorrow, go and ask around. Just get out of here before that guy does something stupid, please, sugar, just go.”
“Fine, but I don’t need a babysitter.”
“Just go out the back and I will see you in five minutes.”
“I am not going anywhere with you.”
“You won’t because that creepy dude will follow you.”
I roll my eyes and down my drink. “Whatever, bye freak.”
As I stepped into the shadowy alley, an unsettling chill slithered down my spine, a premonition that proved all too real when a cold grip seized my arm. The creepy man from the bar was before me, and now he exuded an aura of predatory elegance. I could see his pale skin that glistened under the flickering streetlight, his eyes like dark voids craving feral hunger. “You will be the perfect dessert that I have waited for all night,” he says in a soft, almost hypnotic tone.
What the fuck is this guy? I thought he was just a creep. I try to fight him off, but he is so strong. He pulls me to him and bares my neck. I see fangs glint in the dim light. Just as his fangs grazed my neck, sharp and poised to pierce flesh, the sudden rush of footsteps echoed behind me. Frank emerged, a flash of warmth in this eerie dusk. Frank grabbed the guy with an odd strength, a grip that felt unnaturally firm and assured, as if he were not simply resisting but enforcing a boundary. “There is no hunting in city limits,” he growled, his voice a low rumble echoing the weight of the law behind it.
‘I tried to tell you the night of the ritual. Apparently you forgot that along with what love and consent was. Anyway, the White Wolf stood between me and your blood-thirsty wolves. One snarl from him and they tucked tail and ran.’‘It could have been someone from the Outlands Pack.’I shake my head. ‘He was no rogue or outsider. He screamed alpha to me. He looked at me with respect. He was huge and he could tear your pack apart.’“What did he do?”‘He stared at me as if he knew me.’‘Sugar, you were likely in shock. Your mind was playing tricks on you.’‘NO. It wasn’t. I was calm and ready to filet some wolves. I warned them. That wolf looked me in the eyes. I felt him the same as I feel you.’‘Don’t romanticize this.’‘Believe me or not. I know what I saw and felt.’‘Fine, but don’t follow him, if you see him again.’‘Excuse me, Frank. You sound like a jealous lover right now. You are the one who fucked this up, not me. I only wanted you. No pack, no title, just you.’‘I am not jeal
He growls and pulls me closer. “Frank, get control of yourself for just a minute and then you can go all caveman.” He doesn’t respond. Fuck it. I will let him take control, for now. Frank rips my clothes off as he nips at my neck. It hurts, but not badly. I fall back onto the platform. He rips his underwear off. His cock is standing at attention and fully engorged. This looks like it will be rough. Fine. His lips claim mine. He presses into me, more feral than he ever has. He grips my waist tightly, pulling harshly against him. But I like it. I feel my wolf stirring. My vision blurs as bits of gold light dot my vision. “Frank.”His eyes meet mine, but his are wild and clouded. My skin prickles as his lips find my neck. I surrender. I arch my back offering myself to him. His hands roam my body, claiming every inch. His eyes darken before he take a nipple into his mouth, biting lightly and sucking it. I moan as I fist his hair, pulling him in closer. His teeth graze my neck as my nail
Fine, I will play along. I walk out the front door. I stop and survey the area. Nothing looks out of place. I don’t smell anything weird, at least not yet. I turn and look at the wolves. ‘Fine, let’s get this ritual over with.’They stop for a moment before one of them uses his head to motion to the woods. I walk aimlessly. Periodically, I glance back at the wolves behind me. They growl and grin. More wolves appear. They are all growling and snarling. So much for the alone part. Jack needs put down! I look around for any sign of a path or hint of anyone I may know. I am met with darkness, trees, and wolves. One lunges out of the shadows snapping at my face. “DOWN! OR DIE!” It hesitates for a moment. I need to find a weapon. I sprint in the woods, trying not to fall. Wolves are nipping at my heels. They are hunting me. Well, this isn’t the first time I have been hunted in these woods. I create some distance and look for cover. I need something to mask my scent. I spot a huge patch of
‘You think I am here because of the mark?’ I sigh. ‘If you do, then you don’t know me at all. I didn’t want to leave you that night at Bob’s but my desire for the truth won out. I didn’t think I would be gone long. I planned to tell you everything too.Then fucking Armond! But no, no mark is controlling me at all. I am here because I want to be because I love you.’‘I love you too. It scares me. When you look at me, I see everything that I will lose.’‘I get that, but you went about it the wrong way tonight. You made me feel as if I was the problem, not a solution. You were like your pack tonight. You only want one thing and that’s for me to look pretty as I shut up and bow. You want me to smile and be your pretty Barbie Doll Luna. A fake and empty vessel. That’s not me, Frank. That won’t ever be me!’‘I want YOU. I want the real YOU.’‘Are you sure?’‘Yes, and know that I didn’t ask for this ritual. I know who you are to me. The Elders pushed for it. I thought they would drop it. I wa
He smirks, but there isn’t any amusement in his eyes. I know that this is serious, but I needed to try some levaty. “This isn't a game. I could lose all respect.”“Frank, you don’t understand. Since the blood moon, I have caught glimpses when I have touched people or things. I think some of that magic is still there. Jack is causing the dissension. He was the one who tred to get you to mark Scarlet so the could control the whole pack that way. I think he had something to do with your father’s death and perhaps mine too. I don’t know about that, but I will. I will learn to control this gift as long as I have it. I am not trying to disrespect you or werewolves. I am simply trying to convey what I see and feel.”He pulls me to him by my wrist. “Before I could figure this all out. Now that you are Luna it is different. You have to obey.” I try to break free. “You know that I am stronger.”I raise my chin. “Oh, I know, alpha. I don’t need strength. How about I just rip this dress off and w
He scoffs. “You came all this way not knowing about the ritual that awaits you?”“I came to bid the fallen farewell. After all, a funeral is about honoring the dead. So unless the ritual is something to honor them, it should wait. Shouldn’t it?” This guy is so disrespectful. He has to be the one who claims to have visions. “Then perhaps you aren’t ready and Frank hasn’t explained it,” he says. He doesn’t respect Frank. His tone is clear in that instance. He thinks he runs the pack. I feel sorry for Frank. He needs to overhaul this pack or give it up entirely. I have yet to find anyone who is genuine besides Frank. I just look at the Elder. He says, “You must spend the night in the forest. ALONE.”I internally laugh. Chances are, lately I have spent more time in the forest than him. I also guarantee he didn’t outrun vampires or fight them in the woods either. He continues in an effort to intimidate me. “It will end when Frank finds you. Your wolf can help, of course.” This guy needs a







