Moonlit Pages

Verena Seraphine Moon had always been a hardworking person. At twenty-four, she is juggling multiple part-time jobs to make ends meet for her and her uncle. She spent most of her days either at work or looking for more jobs just to make sure that she could successfully take care of her uncle, who is suffering from alcoholism. She had been stressing about the same kinds of problems all her life. Expenses, budgeting, and all that work out perfectly by the end of the month. Nothing is impossible if she just gets one more job. If she were required to write a motto for her life, it would be "One more job means one less problem." Even though her whole day is already too much, she won't stop working, even at night. Her night shift at the library cafe was her favorite job; surrounded by books, she found solace and a sense of peace in the quiet environment.As she began her shift that night, Verena's thoughts drifted to her ever-growing expenses. She had bills to pay, groceries to buy, and her

Verena tried to close her eyes once more, pretending that nothing weird was happening to her or around her at the moment. It's nearing one in the morning, and she still hasn't gotten the chance to sleep a wink. If she turned around and lay down on her side, she would hear loud grunts and angry noises, and when she lay flat on her back, there was a strange aura that surrounded her. She could feel a warm breeze hitting her cheeks and the feeling that someone had been trying to study every line, every pore, every hair, and every wrinkle that could be seen on her face."Please," she whispered. "I have given you my trust; I gave you a place to sleep; I am trying to let you rest for the time being. Is it impossible for you to not give that back to me?" She opened her eyes only to see the man breathing directly in her face. Verena felt her heart jump out of shock as she realized that his beautiful blue eyes were reading her soul like a book. "Oh, God, you are too close."Verena moved away fr

"You are devouring that pizza like your life depends on it, yet you still accuse me of being suspicious and acting as if I am planning to harm you with food.""See, just because you say that, you added even more suspicions to my brain.""Zoren, if I really wanted to harm you, I wouldn't choose to ruin the food." Verena rolled her eyes and sat back down on the couch. "I spent my hard-earned money on that; why would I ruin it?""Alright, don’t start to yell; my ears are about to pop.""I am not yelling.""But you are about to, I could tell.""Whatever.""How fierce, especially coming from a woman who knows what kind of creature is in front of her."Verena rolled her eyes. "Try to not sleep for at least three days and then get thrown into this weird situation. I bet you would also act in a way that you are not expected to.""Humans are weak.""Maybe," Verena said. "Or you are just too powerful.""Yes, maybe."Verena watched as the werewolf finished the last slice of pizza in the box and

Verana stood outside of her uncle's room, afraid and shaking. She has been worried about him and his safety since last night. It's been an entire night of him staying quiet since Zoren stopped him from harming Verena. It was well deserved; she knew that much, but she was a bit scared that he wasn't going to wake up. It was actually eating her alive, the truth that she's somehow feeling relieved of how he was unconscious throughout the night, but the real her kept on reminding her brain to care. After asking him countless times, Zoren had enough. He would often shrug or roll his eyes, but he kept on insisting that he was just resting, taking in a good night of sleep. He would phrase it as if he were the sole reason that the old man was able to get some good sleep in his system."This must have been some sort of misunderstanding or something.""What are you talking about?" Verena asked. "Don't be too dramatic; I know it's not that bad.""Are you serious?" Zoren yelled as he stepped out

"Verena, I think it's about time you got off work.""It's too early, no?" Verena looked at the clock, showing that it's at least thirty minutes before her shift ends. "Yeah, it's too early, auntie. I still have to wash the dishes."Oh, my goodness, you do not need to worry about that right now," the older woman chuckled. "You have to spend time with your boyfriend.""My boyfriend?" She noticed how the old woman pointed at Zoren, who is leaning at the door of the restaurant, waiting for the time to pass."I've noticed how girls kept on coming in since he chose the entrance as his spot," said the owner. "We've got at least five times more customers than usual. Letting you off early to have fun is a thank-you gift!""I... he's not my...""My love!" Zoren had cut off Verena's words. Not only Verena, but the entire restaurant's attention was caught. His voice was loud enough for all the girls' to crumble as soon as they heard him."What did you just call me?""My love, my lovely girlfriend