His Enigma

The lights in the club strobed to the music. This little human rubbed herself against me on the dance floor oblivious to the fact that I could crush her in an instant. I could smell her want dripping out of her. Humans were too easy. I didn’t have anything against them, but I did prefer to not be around them. I found it amazingly odd that this was the only place within the city that was primarily for werewolves, humans, and vampires. It was quite odd. In my old community out west, we didn’t associate with vampires. We tested them and tried to find a solution for them, but according to the new pack I had just taken over, the vampires walk freely among us. While we don’t let them within our borders much they hold a primary purpose, and damn did they choose to congregate within this club. It was the biggest tower in the center of the city, with the bottom floor serving as a nightclub and bar. However, the second floor was mainly for vampires to come and go as they please, and the third f

“Your Alpha is a piece of work ain’t he?” I ask walking back down the hallway with the burly werewolf trying to follow behind me. “He’s a good man.” He answers. “For that girl's sake in there, I hope he’s a good lay.” I laugh, I walk out of the front door and down the steps and turn to look at the werewolf. “Oh, and the next time you go in the club saying you’re going to test a vampire, think again.” “I misspoke but I won’t be asked about shots.” He shivers “I hate those things.” He looks down. “You’re new so we will forgive it this time lurch,” I say smiling. “Markus. My name is Markus.” He looks offended. “Markus.” I nod, turning my Dyna on. I get back to my club, walking in the back door. Dillan and Tracy are arguing over something already. Didn’t they just both clock in? “Hey!” I whistle loudly to get their attention “What the fuck now?” I ask holding my arms out at my sides. “Dillan says I ordered too much Tequila.” Tracy whines. “Tracy stop whining. Dillan wh

The rain pelted my windows in the penthouse. I looked down to the city below. Rain brought memories back that were never good. Why were vampires and werewolves going missing? Where were they going? Why the hell did Morpheus insist on it being me that helps?I walked away from the windows, towards my bedroom. Maybe sleep would come to me, and allow me some form of peace. Nope. 2 am and my phone was going crazy. “What!?” I answer half asleep. “Katya, I am so sorry but you have to get down here. It’s a big ass brawl.” Dillan yelled through the phone. I could hear things smashing in the background. “Ughhhhhh, I’ll be right there.” I jump out of bed grabbing my boots. I stare at myself in the reflection of the elevator, oh this is great! I was in a hello kitty tank top and my Spanx shorts. I roll my eyes. My messy bun flopping everywhere. I attempt to fix my hair and fail miserably as the doors swing open and I see the pandemonium occurring on the second floor. “Enough!” I yell s

Well, that was unexpected. I had only weakened to this point one time before, and it was my second fight against a forbidden; nearly cost me my life. Normally, the injections lasted longer than this. Why were they being so ineffective as of late? “Katya, hey, you okay?” Killian asked kneeling on one knee next to me. “Um, yeah,” I answer, attempting to get up, but my legs and feet had gone numb. Shit. “Then why are you on the floor?” Killian says, really showing concern. “Do me a favor, and push the P1 button when you get out on the fifteenth floor please,” I say moving my fingers to keep them from going numb. “When I get out on the fifteenth floor?” Killian scoffs, “And you’re just going to drag yourself around on the floor like a dog hit by a car?” “No, well not exactly,” I say, trying to think of a game plan. “Either, you let me help you, or we can ride up and down this bitch all night,” Killian says, sitting down next to me. I roll my eyes. “I was worried you were going to

“You okay?” Markus asked as we were driving home the next day. “Yeah man, why?” I ask. “I’ve never seen you stay under the same roof as a woman, save for your sister,” He shivers, he felt the same as I about Sarai, “and not act on it.” “She’s different,” I answer. “Good different, or bad different?” Markus looks at my raising an eyebrow. “I don’t know man, different.” I laugh. “Ah, good different. I don’t judge, she’s interesting for sure.” Markus says. “So, you think it was Grunt that slashed your tires?” I ask changing the subject. “Yeah, I think it was that bitch, but nice try in changing the subject.” Markus laughed. “What? I was talking about your car.” I laugh. When we got to the house Amber was waiting, very upset. “What Amber?” I ask getting out of the car, and walking towards her. “What’s wrong?” “I heard through the grapevine that you stayed at the abomination’s place last night. Did you have fun?” She answered standing, crossing her arms. “Um, I’ll talk to you