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Ice cold shower
==Matteo==
I was in an oven. Hot vent of air was squirted at me. Turning again, for the hundredth time, my eyes slipped open.
This was no oven. This was my room, but it had somehow had become enchanted and was now attempting to roost me alive. I took my eyes to the A.C. The swishing of air met my ears. So, the stuff was working. Why then was this place blazing hot?
Just to be sure, I walked to the A.C and shot my hand up. Cold air hit me, but it didn’t last long. As soon as the air hit me, it disappeared immediately, as if a force had driven it away.
My pajamas was glued to my skin. Sweat covered every part of my body. I frowned. What was all these?
I picked up the telephone beside my bed a
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Claimed by The Rogue Alpha Shifting
==Matteo==A massive ache seared through my skull. As if nails were being driven there. My palm was on my forehead and I was rocking back on forth on a chair. I gritted my teeth. It always came this way—shifting—which was why I dreaded the full moon. Shifting was excruciatingly painful. Worse still, I had to endure hours of pain before finally morphing.A grunt left my lips. The pressure in my head was building up. So much so that I felt like pulling my brain out. I left my seat and staggered towards the bathroom. Ever step I took was laborious. I had suddenly weighed a log.But I was determined to get my destination. So, I pushed on—eventually making it inside. As soon as I was inside, I ripped off my clothes and crept into the tub. I turned it on and laid back, waiting to get submerged. For a while, the pain ceased and I caught my breath. Then, almost like a flash, the pain came back. With full force this time.I groaned, clu
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==Matteo==Hot molten magma churned in my stomach. And intermittently, a surge of steam would rise. This was how best I could describe what I was passing through. My insides were screaming for help. My skin was drenched; it'd become a brackish surface. I tossed and tossed, not knowing that I'd gotten to the very end of the bed. Before I knew it, I was on the floor. I dug my fingers to the carpeted floor, grunting. The sounds I was making were becoming more animalistic.I squeezed my eyes, my way of bottling up the pain. Respirare, inalare. Respir… A sharp pain shot from my stomach; I grunted. Coughing out loud, I rolled on my back, assuming the pose of a foetus. My fingers were getting rigid now, and they hurt like white hot iron.
Claimed by The Rogue Alpha This is it
==Olivia==I'd made it into a room. Couldn't tell if it was large or small, as a thick fog of darkness wrapped up the place. I literally had been going around in circles, having lost my way to the backdoor. I'd tried several corners, but wasn't fortunate at all. This had to be the seventh I'd gotten into, no kidding.I prayed this one was it. I prayed this got me outside. I groped around, my hands on the wall, my eyes were wide as ever. This went on for a while until I struck something. A metal rim of some sort. It was way above me. I inched upwards, trying to get a solid grip on it—until I was practically standing on my toes. Fuck. This was when I rued not to continue using my ballet lessons. The skills would really have come in handy.&n
Claimed by The Rogue Alpha The big bad wolf
==Matteo==I laid stiff like a corpse, staring blankly. Then, her cry reached my ears. I widened my eyes.The cry. It reflected pain, hurt, distress. Fuck. I thought of raising, but then, I knew better. So. I closed my eyes, trying to stay focused in order to pinpoint the issue. A surge of energy flooded into my head, and her emotions reached me. I could feel it all: the fright in her voice, her pulsating heart, the dryness around the throat, the sweat. I could sense her perplexity. Olivia… My Olivia is in trouble. She was in trouble and here was I, struggling with this thing that emasculated me.
Claimed by The Rogue Alpha Dang girl dang
The coffee machine brewed, dispensing the hot brown liquid into a mug. Leah stood, arms akimbo as she waited to have her beverage served. When the liquid rose to the desired level, she turned off the machine —picking the mug before perching on the stool beside the counter. She spilled in some milk, added a cube of sugar and stirred. Her face bearing a bored expression. She took a sip, then had a bit of her biscuit. The coffee, even with the milk, tasted like death. And the biscuit, it was dry. Like grass. These were the only things her taste buds could interpret: bitter and bland. This morning, she'd ordered pizza. Just to force something palatable down her throat, but guess what, her favourite pepperoni pizza had been unusually stale. Too crusty. Bland without the inviting taste of cheese. And what about the iced tea? Ha! She couldn't tell if what she had tak
Claimed by The Rogue Alpha Can't let you go
==Matteo==Something tickled me and I stirred, absentmindedly smacking where the sensation had been felt. I made to go back to sleep but my eyes accidentally slipped open. Light hit me square in the face. I squinted, grumbling as I turned my head the other way. I bat my eyes slowly, soon coming to realise that I was…outdoors. I peeled myself from the floor, spotting the dense vegetation around. Birds chirped—celebrating the dawn of a new day.I got a sting on my back and as I smacked that region, my eyes widened. I drove my gaze downwards and groaned. Fuck.I was naked. Out in the open. Fuck, where am I? I looked around me,
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==Olivia==My neck throbbed, jolting me awake. It throbbed as though a dead weight had been placed there all night round. I rubbed it, gently. My face squeezed as I did. I'd fallen asleep in an awkward sitting position, 'cause my back sent me a signal as well. Without craning down, I glanced at my ankle. Proceeding to feel it with my fingers. Swollen, it had become. Almost twice its size now. Twice the difficulty moving around, perhaps.I couldn't hear the rain, nor the thunder again. Turning to my side and with my palms placed on the walls, I began to pull myself from the ground. My ankle wasn't having any of it. It ached, burned so hot. So fierce. But I was set to forge on. To go against the resistance. And with that, I stood on my feet. My lips pinned tightly together.
Claimed by The Rogue Alpha Time for business
The sign post which bore the words 'Fridgeton Police Department' came into view. Leah squeezed her grip on the steering, her tongue running short of saliva. The doubts escaped from whatever box she'd locked them in and now hovered around her head. In spite of this, she kept driving and in no time, made it to the parking lot.Turning off the ignition, she reclined to her seat. A laboured sigh followed her movement. Don't be an idiot. You're not a sentimental lovestruck teenager, now are you? Besides, it wasn't as if the person she was getting crazy about gave two fucks about her. Okay, perhaps he did. But no way was it in the direction she was thinking. She was sure of that.By chance, she glanced at the passenger seat. Lyons' spot whene
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