Her Territory

I spent years away from my home, I thought being around my other peers would help me stop thinking about Chris. Even though he was my childhood friend I missed him dearly. A trait my mother called weakness. A sight I swore never to show in front of her or anyone else in the Eon pack. Though we were a few, the rules were strict, not following them meant rejection from the others otherwise death. But after a long time of not seeing Chris, I met someone,his name was Miguel Torres. A wealthy billionaire werewolf. He came from the respectable, feared, Torres Fire pack “Mother, father he is here. Zelda’s mate is here.” Said Monica. She is my little sister, I am a year older than her. She has the looks of my mother, blue bulgy eyes and black silky long hair. While I take after my father. Brown eyes and blonde annoying hair that requires constant maintaining. In simple words, it sucks. Picking an outfit was difficult but my mother made things easier by borrowing me her gold and black dress

Chapter 3When the maid had moved away from me, I sighed in relief. I could not wait any longer. I threw myself on top of the bed. I took a nap for at least 5 minutes before someone knocked on my door. I was irritated as hell. "Oh its you." I said. Miguel smiled. "I just disturbed you, didn't I?" "Kind of." "What can I do to make it up to you?" "Let's see. I don't have any ideas for now." "I have an idea." Miguel walked toward me. My heart pounded fast as he ran his fingers through my hair. "Your hair needs more conditioner." He said. I chuckled. He then stood there with his eyes fixed on me. "Thorne will take you to a beauty parlour tomorrow morning." "Oh. Okay." "If you are feeling hungry, you know who to dial. I will be in my office, working on some paperwork. I'll check on you again later." I nodded. Miguel leaned closer then sniffed me on the neck. "Pink Rose. Is that your favourite odor?" He asked. I blinked twice. "Yes it is." "Do you want to use it forever

“I am sorry, but can I ask what happened between the two of you. Why did you separate?” “We didn’t plan to. She was supposed to be my forever mate. But unfortunately she died.” “Oh I am really sorry.” “Well. I was always vicious but she had a way into my soul. I mean I was horrible beyond compare. Killing was the only thing I could meditate upon. I was even hired many times to kill politicians for millions of dollars by the state itself.” I was startled. “And Sofia how did she help you become better?” “She loved me unconditionally and I loved her too.” I sighed in relief. The heartless was not completely heartless, I thought. “Then why did you leave her?” “I didn’t. She was taken away from me in cold blood.” I covered my mouth in shock. “Who killed her?” I asked. “She was returning back from work when a group of homeless humans began to harass her on the streets. And when she tried to defend herself they stabbed her to death. She lost her life and I lost my joy." "Is tha

Miguel returned to the house. Sasha began to impart wisdom to her son. "You know I couldn't help but hear your argument with Zelda." "I shouldn't have slapped her." "This family doesn't need any weak wolves. That slap was a warning but if you truly want to make Zelda listen you will have to use force." "What did you want me to do, scratch her make her bleed?" Miguel asked in annoyance. "Being part of our formidable lineage, we cannot afford to exhibit any signs of weakness. We come from a fierce and relentless bloodline, and it is crucial that Zelda develops the strength to match our family's reputation. We cannot allow any weakness to permeate our pack." Miguel listened intently, his mind grappling with conflicting thoughts. "I hear you well. But will beating her make her love me or will she hate me?" "It will make her strong. And one day she will appreciate what you did for her." "Mother, I understand the importance of strength, but do we truly have to be violent? Can

At the High End hotel. "Seeing you again, just made my entire day." Said Chris. Zelda smiled. "I hope Monica told you I have been matched." "Yes she did. But she also told me you're unhappy." Zelda sighed. Chris grab her by the hand. "Come, you can sit here on the bed. I won't do anything you don't want me to." The lunar did as asked. Tears in her eyes. "I don't know. I just. Its hard." She said. "Every relationship is. Did he hurt you?" "He just surprised me." "What's his name?" "Didn't Monica tell you?" "She said to ask you instead." Zelda chuckled. "He's Miguel Torres." "The one whose wealthy and vicious. Sasha's son?" "So you've heard about him?" "Yes. Why would you.." Zelda felt a sudden annoyance. "Please, stop talking about those people otherwise I'll leave." She said. "Oh I'm sorry." Chris offered Zelda a hug, his scent brought memories to the lunar. She felt a sense of calmness and protection. She enjoyed the scent. She began to pul