He tucked his hands in his pants pocket, his face coated with this devilish smile. He turned to look at me, still smiling like this crazy psychopaths my children watch in movies. "Hi Ria." What the fuck does he want? "What are you doing here, Dante?" He looked around, "I am not sure this is the right place to talk about it. Don't you think?" I walked back into my house and closed the gate. At that instant, he grabbed my arm, crashed his lips to mine. I was drifted back to this bad feeling I had five years ago. How much he made my heart feel as if it was going to explode. This unexplainable butterflies I got rampaging in my stomach. I pushed him away immediately, slapped him across the face. "What the fuck!" "Are you gonna lie you don't like it? It has been very long since we kissed. So long" Wait, what?! Why is he saying nonsense? I remembered telling him to leave us alone. We had been living okay until now. "Haven't I made myself clear before, or do you have a problem with
DANTEI walked out of my room down and tired. My heart feels like it was burned hard in a hot furnace and now the ashes, remolded and locked in the cages of my ribs. "Good morning Dante." Bruno also walked out of his room, holding his usual mug filled with black coffee. "Um." "You don't look too good today." That was Camille. She was already dressed in her usual all black outfit. She was busy on her phone, while Ken was busy with his laptop as usual. "Don't tell me it's because of Ria."Fuck! It's all because of her. "He has been like that since yesterday, and he also kept releasing this unusual sigh I don't like." Ken blurted, with chips in his mouth. "The strongest alpha I have ever heard of with a weak heart." Camille scolded. "We all becomes weak whenever it comes to our mate. You don't know the feeling since you never had one." Bruno blurted, and as expected Camille gave him a stink eye. "Um, good for you. I thank the goddess never gave me someone to make my heart feel as
DANTEShe didn't reply, instead, she was smiling at me, her little hands playing with my fingers. Mother once told me, having me was the best gift given to her by the moon goddess. Then, I didn't understand what she meant. I understood children as this troublesome little beings who does every little thing to get you on a high. I think I now understand what mom meant. Meeting Dianne today gave me this strange peace I could not explain. Her little hands gave me greater hope that everything was going to go back in place. My mate and my children will come back home to me. "Dianne, you shouldn't get your mom and brother worried. Common," I carried her up in my arms. "Let's get back to mom, shall we?"She did something which got me surprised. She wrapped her small arms around my neck, hugging me. Yes, this is my pup. My little one. Now have I gotten greater responsibilities - to take care of my pups and the future Luna, my mate. "Dianne?" I heard a familiar voice. I turned around,
"Ria is a brunette." Yes, Ria is so a dark skinned. She has this very beautiful face without blemishes, and more, she is also a brunette. "The killer wouldn't just go everywhere killing brunettes, Dante." "Ria is a dark skinned, a brunette, and she does look like these girls." Camille scoffed. "so you think think Ria is the main target?" "Well, it's possible though." Ken agreed with me. "Look at this," he zoomed on the picture of the dead women. "Ria sure has the same features as there's." "Ria isn't a fucker." "We never said that Dante. Well, it's been long since you met her...until now." Ken muttered.That's offensive. "If it's really Ria these people are going after, then, we we would agree this is a werewolf attack." Camille said. "We all agree on one thing." They all turned to look at me suspiciously. "Are you going to stalk her now?" Bruno assumed right. *RIAI sat beside my baby. Derek refused to go home and Edgar remained by our side. It had been a short while si
DANTEYears ago, a few days to when my mate left me. I was left chattered. So stupid I was. I had felt it that day she left the borders, my wolf felt so bothered. I remembered, it wanted to take a run but I couldn't allow it since it was a special day — a special day which became the worst day of my life. Maybe if I had went on that run that day, I would have caught up with her. If I had been with her, I wouldn't have been apart from her. We would have been a happy family, together with my children. Of course I know those pups were my children. I am very certain they were. But I don't know why she still choose to leave me after five years of being absent. Why does she still choose to leave with our children? Or what was she expecting? For me to forget about her, the children? That is impossible. This human guy suddenly popped out of nowhere with this murderous glare he was giving. What? Who the fuck is he?! Ria told him to take the kids away. And at that instant, my little baby
CAMILLE"Who could have known Dante has pups? With no one but this Omega." Bruno and I were watching the footage. Ken also sat there with his hand folded. Each one of us had always thought Dante to be this committed Alpha to his Luna. He had Veronica, even though everyone knew he never liked her; who would have known he had fucked his mate, even when he had Veronica as his fiance. Infact his mother had thought he wanted to become a monk, or perhaps taste the blood of a vampire and leave long till he is ready to make an offspring. "He should have told us that he once fucked this girl. We all thought he was this one time over a year man." Bruno snorted. "Um, too pure for a werewolf indeed." Ken muttered sarcastically. 'Too pure for a werewolf' was this comment other werewolves make whenever they meet him taking women down whenever they approached him for sex or even flirt with him. He does takes single slut from somewhere, but we are this positive that he had never fucked one of t
DANTE"Taylor is from California." Ken reported. "California?" "Yes, but she lives in Broadway, an intern...and oh, She is divorced too." "She is dead Ken. You won't go around fucking a corpse, will you?" Bruno gave him a stink eye. Ken shrugged. "Too bad for her." The four of us have been working on this case. Two days counted now, and all we saw were normal counts of who she was. Nothing special. And like we had thought, the report came out to be an animal attack, instead of murder and guess what, everyone believed. Of course they would believe. The big horrific hole badly injected in the stomach, and the remaining flesh was this claw of an animal. They could have thought it was a bear or a lion. But here, we presume one of us, or perhaps a vampire. I sighed, moved closer to the laptop to see the profile. "She is just a normal person, nothing too special to look at." "But there is. She fucks a lot. If we are to suspect someone, we should suspect this numerous boyfriends of
DANTEIt took a while for me, scouting the surrounding area, she mustn't have gone far. A red sport car parked right in front of me. "Going somewhere, Dante?" That was Camille, one of my soldiers. She was smiling widely at me, got out of the car to meet me. "You don't look too okay, man. Did you find her?" "She is around this area Camille.""Then get in." "I won't catch her scent if I am in the car. We need to walk." She nodded. "one sec." She got into her car, took the car to a save plac before coming to me. "Let's go." Camille had been my soldier and best friend for over three years now. She came to my life when I was this very helpless, unable to find my mate. She turned out to be more encouraging than Jamie who calls himself my Beta. Jamie liked Veronica to be my mate and Ria, who he calls a poor omega he thinks couldn't even take care of her own master's house, but ran away to fuck! That sick Beta of mine. Camille never left my side, also did her part to help me search
Dante's pov:Buzzzz!!"I will be visiting later mom. I am at Grandma's" I stepped into the old nursing home in the city. "Later might become days later, Dante. You haven't visited the pack for a while." "Bye mom.""You..." I cut off the call, not ready to listen to her rants."You are finally here, kid." The old woman was wheeled out by a nurse. Her fingers held on to so many rings for her mantra, and her fine outfit, decorated with this so many beads.This old woman should be fed up with this so many heavy rocks she has on her old body. "Of course. How can I not visit the city without visiting you, old woman?" "You motherfucking butt face of a child! You kept your Grandma here without coming over to visit her!" She snapped at me, which attracted a chuckle from the nurse beside her. "Haven't I told you several times not to curse your grandson?" I squatted before her. "You kept yourself here grandma. No one forced you." She swiftly snatched her walking stick from the nurse, and