Christa Tylor thought she had lived a happy life by being born into a wealthy family, had a golden childhood, and was happily married to her childhood sweetheart. Until she was 24 years old, killed by her beloved husband on their wedding anniversary. As she wakes up at her wedding a year ago, Christa is reborn after her wolf blood awakening, as if in answer to her prayer. It will bring her an opportunity for a slower and more measured approach to seize a second chance for a do-over. There are few things quite as sweet as revenge, even if she needs to face anguish and fear more terrible than death. Only she has to hide her true identity from humans; therefore, she is a werewolf who seeks revenge and resists her bloodthirsty beast of hers.
View MoreProfessor Sterling was very sharp with her when Christa was late, especially when she didn’t have an adequate explanation for arriving an hour late and upset all his arrangements."It’s very unlike you to be so late. Christa. You don’t look well-perhaps you should go to the doctor." Says Kenneth Sterling standing, who polishes his glasses with a handkerchief."I am so sorry. Professor Sterling. I’m all ill this weekend, but I am getting better now. The class will begin in a few minutes; we should go now." Christa carries his book and follows him to the classroom.Professor Sterling’s affirmative nod seems a shade of reluctance. He chooses Christa as his TA because she is well-connected. Kenneth is one of the few lecturers in this department who don’t have tenure; hence he thinks Christa could be a helper."Attention, please. We have a new teaching assistant for this class today-Christa. Please feel free to email her or call her if you have any questions about the course." Kenneth anno
"Mum, Dad. You come early. How was the ride? I miss you very much." Christa comes trotting down the steps from the lobby and embraces her mother.Savanna Taylor is an educated, amiable, and exquisitely dressed professor at the university; she is an excellent mother and listener. Christa has this unaccounted feeling that red tea belongs to her mother, for it is elegant, composed, and uncomplicated.Dean Taylor, on the other hand, is a severe man who seldom smiles or is easy to talk with. He is a president at the university and home because he is always exceedingly strict with Christa. Fortunately, Christa is not afraid of her father at all."Behave yourself. Christa, you are a married woman now." Dean raises his voice to his daughter. Christa paid no attention to whatever her father had said, but still acted like a spoiled child. Soon there is a tight group of people around them."Let’s move to the garden, shall we? I believe Alfred has already finished his reading." Eva shows the way.
It is customary for the Morrie family to have family dinners on weekends because Alfred Morrie and Eva Morrie love to entertain and have family meals. Everyone follows the custom of family reunions religiously every week; they always dedicate the meal to discussing various social, political, and ethical issues.The weekend break is just the tonic Christa needs, but her attempts to escape from the claustrophobia of family life have failed. For the universe is playing its little tricks again, Christa doesn’t even be able to say NO. She knows instantly that something must have happened at the dinner party that could lead to her death.Lewis made no secret of his hatred for formal occasions; his mother always complains that he makes excuses to chicken out of family occasions such as weekend dinners. Since it is the first dinner together after Christa and Lewis get married, Eva orders Christa to bring Lewis.Early in the morning, Christa gets up to jog and could see her mother-in-law is bu
"Juliet. I told you not to come here. Stop bothering us when we are working. Put your claws away; she is one of us. Christa, let me introduce my younger sister Juliet Bush. She just turned eighteen and shifted a few days ago. "Solomon reaches forward and throws his arms around his little sister.Juliet Bush has short brown hair and a pale complexion; she is about five feet and five inches, the same height as Christa. Her eyes are still red as she tries to pull back her hands."It is so nice to meet you. I am Christa, and I just begin to shift this month. Maybe you could be my teacher." Christa is always kind to strangers; being raised in an intellectual family and receiving an excellent education. She thinks it’s only common courtesy."You are too old to be a student. Why is she here? "Juliet fixed the lady who said hello to her with a hostile glare. Soon Juliet gets rid of her brother and jumps into Evan."Don’t be rude, Juliet. Please forgive her, Christa." Soloman asks for Christa’
"Professor Sterling. It is a great honor to be appointed as a teaching assistant in your class. But I can’t take it. I am sorry." Christa turns down the offer again while standing in Professor Sterling’s office at college on Monday morning."Enlighten me, please. "Kenneth Sterling has a commanding presence and a deep, authoritative voice. They appointed Kenneth Sterling to a professorship in economics at Hissruop university. He is in his late forties, quite tall, and his face takes on an unhealthy whitish hue; finishing his words and pats his growing paunch."I got married three days ago; when you are a wife and student, there is this inescapable, self-imposed pressure to do everything right all the time. "Christa repeats the boring cliche as she starts to look around; a name on the paper catches her attention."Professor Sterling. You are a very persuasive talker. Hence I accept the job. Thank you very much for giving me this opportunity." Christa interrupts; she feels she would like
It’s an isolated spot, all right. They thread through a network of back streets into a remote place. As the driving car reaches the area on the dirt road where the trees closed in around them, Lewis stops in front of a building and past the big gate, which shuts behind him with a dull thud.It appears to be an abandoned medical facility, maybe an asylum or a hospital. Christa pays the taxi driver and alights from the vehicle, hitches up her dress, and sprints down the road after her husband.Christa can see Lewis parks his Mercedes in the driveway through the gate, along with three other SUVs. She wonders what exactly the place does; however, she can’t just budge in and have a good look even though the entrance is not guarded.Christa is hovering in the doorway, resplendent in royal blue velvet for a while. She’s not going to stop for that she’ll find a way to get in.There is movement behind the woods, and Christa spins around to see what it is; her improved hearing activates like a
There is such a racket and shouting that emerged from guests outside in the hotel’s hallway that it was simply deafening; their noise modulates to a concerted menacing growl punctuated by sharp yaps, then the din gradually dies down.In the earliest version, the gods destroy the human race because its clamor had been so disturbing to them. On hearing the tremendous noise, Christa knows something terrible has happened, but it pissed her off that the noise disturbed and awakened her.Christa didn’t have an anger management issue since she grew up in a functional family. For the last two days, Christa had lost control of her temper. She thought it was because she had been dead.Death changes a girl, indeed. She feels energetic when she gets up, and Lewis is still asleep on the sofa. The smell of freshly baked goods and brewed coffee make her hungry.Christa sneaks out of the room to feed herself, she is also busily scheming to get rid of her husband. The hotel has a restaurant that is no
A man goes over to start up a conversation, asking Louisa who she is waiting for. Louisa points at the couple who are walking towards her. Feeling embarrassed, the man mutters a few words and walks off. "Hey, girl, you look perfect; you could be a heartbreak." Christa walks to Louisa’s side and hugs her; Lewis sits on the chair opposite the dining table."Thank you, Christa. Good to see you, Lewis." Louisa has captivated the room with her sexy, body-conscious dress that enhances her amazing curves; Christa finds that Louisa is stared at and ogled. Without a word, Lewis shows no inclination to talk. Lewis gestures with a wave of his hand and turns his head to look at the ocean. The two girls chat about such trivia as their favorite kinds of dresses and make-up, then they spend half an hour talking gossip about their friends while Lewis sits quietly and plays with his phone. Christa was warming up the conversation, preparing for an onslaught. Otherwise, why should she arrange dinner
The next morning, waking up to someone who is touching her in a sexy way-it is a state of mind in between wakefulness and dream; she experiences a kind of falling sensation when her soul goes back to her body.Lewis is kneeling at the bedside, licking her legs to her lady parts. It feels so good that she can’t resist it. Christa used to love wake-up sex in the morning; Lewis has already finished the foreplay.Suddenly she is aching all over and the pain rings a bell in her head. Christa knows she has to stop him, but her hot skin wants more. She hesitates for the merest fraction of a second; Lewis is inside her."Fuck me, Lewis." She moans in a low whisper.Friction between moving parts in an awkward position, the pain is receding slightly. Who cared? If he would lead her to hell, why not let him take her to heaven first? She has lived a second life; she has done playing a good girl; it is late for her to obey any instructions to the letter. Lewis is working harder than usual; he roc
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