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Chapter 7

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Sunday night crept in like fog; slow and suffocating. Gal had been tossing and turning for what felt like hours, her pillow flipped more times than she could count. No matter how many positions she tried, her thoughts kept circling back to one person.

Milo.

They had barely spoken all weekend. Not after the awkward walk to school after the picture episode. Not after she ignored him throughout the rest of the week. Not after football practice, when she'd deliberately left early just to avoid his shadow at her side on the way back home.

Every part of her screamed to keep her distance, to preserve the boundary she'd tried to build since…well, forever. But now, with him in their guest room a few meters away she was just out of sorts. Milo had always moved into their house whenever both his parents went away on work trips.

The stillness of the house pressing down on her, all she could think about was the way he'd said her name the last time they'd spoken. So quiet. Almost…revently.

She s
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    Milo walked into the locker room an hour before practice, his duffel bag slung over his shoulder, earbuds in but not playing anything. The stale air reeked of sweat and liniment, and the overhead lights buzzed faintly. As he rounded the corner of the row of lockers, he stopped short.Evan was there, already lacing up his sneakers. He froze mid-motion when he saw Milo, then looked down, muttering, “Didn’t think anyone else got here this early.”Milo shrugged, tossing his bag onto the bench. “Coach said early birds get extra reps.”Evan gave a short laugh. “Of course you’d want more reps. Gotta keep the title of Golden Boy, huh?”There was tension, thick and unspoken, hanging between them like a charged wire. But Milo didn’t rise to the bait. Instead, he slowly sat on the bench across from Evan and said, “Look… we should talk.”Evan’s eyes flicked up. “About what?”“About how we keep almost punching each other every time we’re in the same room,” Milo said. “I’m tired of it. You’re not e

  • Feral Attraction    Chapter 7

    Sunday night crept in like fog; slow and suffocating. Gal had been tossing and turning for what felt like hours, her pillow flipped more times than she could count. No matter how many positions she tried, her thoughts kept circling back to one person. Milo.They had barely spoken all weekend. Not after the awkward walk to school after the picture episode. Not after she ignored him throughout the rest of the week. Not after football practice, when she'd deliberately left early just to avoid his shadow at her side on the way back home. Every part of her screamed to keep her distance, to preserve the boundary she'd tried to build since…well, forever. But now, with him in their guest room a few meters away she was just out of sorts. Milo had always moved into their house whenever both his parents went away on work trips. The stillness of the house pressing down on her, all she could think about was the way he'd said her name the last time they'd spoken. So quiet. Almost…revently.She s

  • Feral Attraction    Chapter 6

    Gal skipped breakfast the next morning.“Aren't you going to eat breakfast, darling?” Her mom who was already sitting at the kitchen table asked. “No mom,” she called out. She didn't even glance at the table. Just grabbed her bag, tugged on her sneakers, and slammed the front door hard enough to rattle the windowpanes. Her heart was still too tangled in knots from the events of the day before; Milo’s transformation and the picture of himself, almost naked, that he sent to her.She could still see his face clearly, even with her eyes open. The way he had smirked, that ever present maddening confidence of his, all plastered on his face in the picture.“Ugh…” she sighed. And dug her nails into her palm and picked up the pace on the sidewalk.She was half a block down when she heard hurried footsteps behind her."Wait…Gal! Gal, wait up!"She didn’t stop walking. If anything, she moved faster.But Milo was taller, with annoyingly longer legs. He caught up within seconds, jogging backward

  • Feral Attraction    Chapter 5

    I rolled out of bed and walked to the window, the hardwood floor cool under my bare feet. Gal’s house stood just across the yard. It had been over two hours since I shifted in front of her…right in this room. My heart felt like it had been thudding nonstop ever since that moment.“What was she thinking now? Did I scare her? Did I make a terrible mistake?”Different questions ran through my mind.”“Shit…Milo,” I muttered to myself. “I hope you haven't done something you are going to regret.” I told myself loudly, my hands trembled slightly. Not from fear, but from uncertainty. I had never shown anyone outside my family my other part. And now….I rested my forehead against the glass and exhaled, fogging it up. Part of me felt like I’d dropped a weight I’d been dragging for years. No more pretending around her. No more dodging questions or acting like I wasn’t hiding something. I should feel relieved, right?What if she never wanted to speak to me again? What if she told someone in schoo

  • Feral Attraction    Chapter 4

    His expression darkened. “Trust me. I wasn’t trying anything.”“Oh, right,” I scoffed, flipping the switch into my mockery mode because it was the only way I could breathe at that moment. “You just accidentally beat up my ex because of me, huh? Totally unplanned.”Milo’s jaw ticked.“I didn’t plan to do it, I couldn't control it.” he said. “It just… happened.”“Oh, wow!” I said sarcastically. He sat up again, slower this time. The room fell quiet.“It’s not easy to explain…Gal” he muttered.“Try, I am not daft.” I challenged him.He met my eyes at that moment.And then, after a moment of silence for so long I thought he wasn't going to tell me anything after all , he said it.“I’m a werewolf.”“A were ... .what?” I laughed.Then I stopped when I saw that he wasn’t smiling.He wasn’t joking.“Milo,” I said, breathless, “…what? You’re serious?”He nodded once.My stomach twisted.I felt the onset of a headache instantly.“You mean, like… claws, a howling kind of real werewolf?”“I mean

  • Feral Attraction    Chapter 3

    “You’re seriously doing it, Evan?”I heard one of our classmates, Ryan, ask Evan.“Yeah,” came Evan’s voice, rough and bitter. “He broke my goddamn face, Ryan.”My breath caught.I was cutting through the back stairwell, trying to avoid other students when I heard them talking. Two boys. Familiar ones.I paused near the landing, careful not to make a sound.“I told you,” Evan continued, “he hit me outside after I ran into him again later at the party. Imagine, he said I’d ‘humiliated Gal enough.’ He just... swung. Out of nowhere and pounced on me.”“I understand,” Ryan encouraged him. “That boy needs to be taught a lesson. He's just too forward, I hate him too.”My stomach twisted.Milo.Milo had punched Evan…for me; me his arch enemy, it was unbelievable. But then with the way he treated me overnight, I doubt if we are still enemies. That means he went back to the party after he took me back to their house. I thought to myself.“And now he thinks he’s a hero or something,” Evan spat

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