The Beauty - The Beast

Before he saw her, he smelt her: the most intoxicating smell of hyacinth. The elevator dinged open slowly revealing a beauty, with her one hand holding her phone to her ear and the other with her bag hanging. She was wearing a white suit complimenting her figure.

With volumetric bouncy caramel blond hairs and a slight tan, she was a slight to behold. He felt his blood rushing just with one look in her direction.

The jade eyes of the beauty fell on him with a frown while her scoff stayed in place before her eyes did a once over of his body. From his shoes, to his unbuttoned suit they lingered extra long on his exposed chest, and then licked every edge of his features that was when her tangy scent of arousal joined the company.

His claws dug in his palm that he had gripped behind his back, the stiffness in his body only wiling ease buried deep in her. She was intoxicating like heroin, addicting. He was itching to take a sniff of her.

Luka would have but she was a human which wouldn’t really stop him if not for the innocence reeking off her. She smelled like bloomed Hyacinth, something he didn’t know was that ethereal till it was on her.

A smile blossomed on her features and she stepped inside the elevator after inspecting him clearly. The man was sexiness on its peak but that really didn’t matter to her. Venus wouldn’t have shared her space with a man who was intensely attractive if he wasn’t classy, masculine yet beautiful and of course not a good-for-nothing.

She was allergic to vanity.

To her man worth was nothing but his achievements, if not achievements then his attempts, failed or accomplished, attempts marked people characters and that was sexy! A self-made man, and she knew one when she saw one. The man in front of her was oozing this power that would distinguish him from crowds. A wolf among sheeps.

She frowned a little; men didn’t attract her with such fervor. When she saw an unbeaten man she was driven to competition and when she saw a pretty and useless man she was outright repulsed. But this stranger in front of her intrigued her to undefined magnitudes and she wanted to know him.

“I am Venus Gracia. You would have heard of me though… I can’t say the same about you.” She extended her hand and looked at him with a beckoning attitude as if expecting him to say something.

Luka fisted his hands hard behind his back as his claws emerged piercing his skin. Her smell was enticing him, pure alluring sweetness. He could almost taste her arousal. His Lycan was overtaking his sanity, Blood Moon was in a week and he was losing control. The compactness of the space wasn’t helping their case.

His Lycan for the first time was waging against his senses, trying to take over and ravish the beauty. His eyes scanned her intensely; her small waist, her swollen chest and her long longs clad in white and that posture o f hers that was initiating tons of confident.

She scrutinized his face for something which may be recognition, like she as expecting him to know her while he just stared at her. She was waiting for him to recognize her and show her his best smile to impress her while he… was glaring at her?

Venus took a hesitant step forward in his direction and let her hand fall to her side awkwardly when he didn’t grab it as usually men would stumble on their feet to. Playing nonchalant she flickering her hair back to reveal her long neck tilting her neck, his eyes immediately fell on it.

The smooth unmarked territory, his canines elongated in the vicinity of his mouth, his mouth ran dry demanding to be quenched by her sweetness she was offering. She rolled her eyes playfully with a forced smile thinking he mind her not acknowledging him.

It was true she hardly knew people as she was always onto projects and business trips, before which her life mainly consisted of excelling in everything. Except her social circle, she knew most influential people by name not face, thanks to her hobby of taking updates regarding society.

Licking her lips suggestively, her eyes wavered to his exposed broad chest. Her arousal flared further, making him clench his fist harder. He was rendered to his primal device and her active response was flaring his instincts. With a flirty smirk she took another step forward, and sensually drawled each word, “What I meant to say was that I don’t really know anyone here but… starting from you could just be my lucky charm.”

Her eyes once again met his and her picturesque smile faltered. The man in front of her was shaking a little and his blue-black veins were protruding out of his skin. His face was morphing into something terrifying. His electric blue eyes that looked darker with an animalistic hue glared at her very being, he somehow looked more buffed and intimidating than before.

Color drained from Venus face and she unintentionally took a step back. She shook and stuttered in immediate scare, “You…You don’t look too well. Do you need me to…”

Before she could end her speech, in a second the man eyes were consumed demonically with dark, long ferocious canines obtruded from his mouth and his face contoured in an inhumane shade.

By the time Venus breath hitched and her heart sink. This was no medical emergency, it was a monstrous transformation!

“F*cking Stay where you are!” He whisper-growled at Venus ashen face.

He had half-shifted!