YANNI'S POV"Which werewolf?", I ask. I was already a fan of fantasy novels so the term wasn't foreign to me."A wolf from another pack. Our rival to be exact", said the middle-aged man."They bit you to kill you wolf digs their fangs so far into your neck if they want to turn you", said the heavy makeup girl. She blew puffs of smoke into my face as she talked and I wouldn't dare complain. I touched my neck which was inches underneath the thick cast."Some werewolves prefer raw meat to food.", says the short-haired girl."Raw human meat""You had seemed to be healing already when we found you", said the auburn hair girl."It's a wonder they didn't eat you and a miracle that you're alive".She almost sounded sad that they hadn't found me dead: like she desired human meat too.Mike stands and stretches his hand towards me."I'm Mike", he says. I take his hand and shake it. The auburn girl did the same."Lizzy", she said.Like a chain reaction, everyone stretched their hands out for a handsha
YANNI'S POVSpence took me out of the shower and into the bathtub, never letting his lips leave mine. He turns on the tap and while it fills up, he straddles me and kisses my neck."Go on all fours", he says after he turns on the tap.I go on my hands and knees, waiting for what would happen next. I hear the rip of a condom."From the first time I saw you, all I could think about was touching you", he says as he fingers my asshole."Keep on talking", I moan."I just wanted to hold your boobs and finger you till you moan for me to stop", Spence whispers into my ear. I feel him press the tip of his penis into my ass."More", I groan."You're so sexy, " he says, pushing more of him inside me. He uses one of his hands to finger me, looking for my G-spot."You're my first time",I say and he pushes more of himself into me."You're so big"He pushes in more of it. He dips his hand in the water and keeps on fingering me."Spence".I feel his balls on my ass." I'm coming"He takes out his wet fin
I shouldn't have asked that question. I thought the silence that occurred between us would be broken by her telling the truth. But Sharon only scoffs. She got up and dusted her boots. It was a stupid move, her fingers got sticky with sap. When she realized, she stomped her boots on the dirt wildly and screamed. I watched her sadly as she slowly lost her mind, stomping and crying and screaming till she sat back down and sobbed. I felt sorry for her and draped my hands over her and put my lips to her ear. I sang a lullaby my mom had made up for me whenever I was a crying mess. Little girl, little girl Come to mommy's arms Don't be scared, I'm here With all our good luck charms Why do you fret so much? What happened to our silly dreams? If you want kisses, I've got a bunch And sunrays and moonbeams I sang softly, not wanting to startle Sharon or make her mad. Her breathing calmed down and soon her sobs were reduced to hushed whimpers and eventually, they stopped. She had fallen
I had gone to wash up and when I came back Lizzy was still in my room, in her nighties with a big bowl of chip and dip."Let's watch a movie", she says and shows me her phone with a big red N on it.I didn't see why not."Sure", I untied my nightrobe."When did you start liking girls?" Lizzy asks, putting a chip in her mouth.I pondered over her question as I rummaged through my wardrobe for nighties. I never really had the chance to explore my sexuality. I just lived my boring old life and assumed I liked boys. Nobody wanted to date me anyway."I don't know. You came up to me, asked for sex and I didn't see why not", I shrugged and put on a big t-shirt."I'm not so attractive anyway".Lizzy didn't believe what I said."Nobody's ever tried to hit on you?.But you're so sexy!" she gestured to my body and made figures with her hands like she was molding a vase in the shape of a figure 8.I dip a chip and nibble it."It's also because I never put myself out there".Lizzy pinches my chin and mo
Mike rubbed his chin and scratched the nape of his neck. "What?", I asked. He sat down on a huge tree stump."That's Jay alright" Of course, it was Jay. If it were Tristan he wouldn't have rescued me. Right? "When do you think I will be ready for the ritual?", I asked, joining Mike on the tree stump. "Well, your mark is already coming in so early. So I'd say in about 3 or 4 months if you train well" 4 months didn't sound so bad. Speaking of Tristan- "Shouldn't Angela be a permanent werewolf by now?".If she had been gone this long, she should've transformed without the help of the moonstone. "Not if she stayed in another pack's territory" "Wouldn't they kill her?" "Not all packs are like the Archers. Angela was from another pack. She must've gone back home".Mike's expression softens.That was surprising to hear, everyone had made it clear that packs would and always will hate each other. They had never mentioned anything about Angela coming from another pack or anything about
It turns out that Sharon is super strong. She single-handedly carried Mike all the way to his room and laid him on his bed. He was half-conscious, his voice barely a whisper and his body weakened. His muscles looked like they had been deflated a little, a complete shadow of the man he was just a few minutes ago. He had a high fever and Sharon tried to cool him down with a wet towel. It was all so sudden and so strange. "Mike, what is happening?", Sharon mutters worriedly as she dabs his forehead with a wet towel. I bring the bowl of cold water closer to Sharon and try to comfort Mike. After all, he was the only one who could help us defeat the Archers. At the other end of the room, Andrea quizzed Lizzy about how she felt during the ritual. She was being suspiciously helpful; I feared it was in a way meant to mock Lizzy. "You didn't feel a sharp pain in your chest? So painful that you wanted to scream?" Lizzy shook her head. She had put on normal clothes but still wore the beads.
Jay's hands slid to my ass and he groped me.I did a little jump and wrapped my legs around him.He pushed me higher with my ass so that my knees would be at his waist.I held him tighter with my knees and hands,never allowing my lips to leave his.He carried me to the dining room and set me on the table,like I was precious porcelain.He slowly dipped his hands into my panties till he touched my bare butt.I sat up straight so he could dip lower till he had both of his hands on my butt cheeks.He rubbed and squeezed and it turned me on.He took his hand out of my butt and started lifting the hem of my shirt.He lifts it till it got to the cup of my bra then he looked at me,as if for permission.I nod a little then vigorously as I remember Lizzy's lips on mine last night.The fear in her eyes that her eyelids hid from me.I didn't know what we were but it was more than just people who had sex for a release.I felt something last night and it was different.But I shouldn't be thinking about that now
Tristan's POV I pushed the vase to the floor. Angela shrieked and covered her ears as she crouched in a corner. I dragged her by the collar so we could see eye-to-eye.If she thought she could get out of this with one of her pity parties,she was so wrong. "What do you mean?",I asked again,shaking her while I spaced my words so she could hear them clearly She held my fist with both of her hands,trying to pry them off her collar.She dug her nails into my hands till they bled.I hissed and slammed her on the wall .She trembled like a coward in my hands.Her eyes held a silent plea,but I wasn't having it.Not after what she did to me. "Talk,bitch!",I threw her to the table.Her back and her head slammed the dressing table with a loud smash and she fell to the floor with closed eyes.She was probably acting.I used the tip of my sneakers to push her."Get up.I'm not falling for that",but she refused.She lay there with her face to the floor.My anger was waning and it was slowly turning to fear