LOGINThe next day after meeting with Olga the witch yesterday evening, I was bored out of my mind after training with the batch for the whole afternoon.
Someone was stuck with a lot of paperwork.
I thought Jacob Bloodmond was the kind of guy who refused to do paperwork by himself. As an alpha, as I used to watch my father and brother drown themselves in more and more paperwork each day for the pack, I concluded Jacob was 'too rogue' for this responsible task.
Turns out, I was proven wrong again.
It's been few minutes over an hour since I was waiting outside the door for him to come and talk to me. I haven't bathed nor changed my clothes after the tough spree of battles to train with my batch pupils. If that is how I shall address them.
Suddenly, the door swings open. The way it swings open suggests that the one who was inside was frustrated.
He looks around, I stare right at him until he realizes where I was. Standing against the doorframe, arms
Other ladies and girls in the casino didn't matter to him anymore. His body grooved creepily around the women who were significantly taller than him. Lesley was letting his hands run all over her flatness. She didn't grow as stiff when the man did the same thing with Felicia.Taking this as an opportunity, Lesley indulged wrongly, yet again.She liked the attention.Especially when his crotch grazed against her butt subtly. She grinds her hips on top of him, the upbeat music letting her move her pelvis faster and harder against the shorter old man.Felicia couldn't bare to look at the sight. She shook her head.However...everything around the dance floor goes eerily silent and awkward.People were moving away from the man standing in the center of it....He was drenched in blood, reeking of blood.Lesley didn't take much time to realize who was glaring at her back. He was exuding pheromones at an intoxicating amount, too.
They were definitely too drunk to function. After few shots of alcohol which shook their system awake, the pretty ladies have claimed dominance on the casino. Everyone wanted to gamble with them.Because they were sore losers and were drunk to think what could make them win it all back."Haha! Thank you, sister! You're pretty, but you're too dumb for my taste tonight. Goodnight!" Collecting the cash and the casino coins, a rich man exits the scene with his three wives."Aw~ Luna! We lost our money again!" Felicia hiccups, looking at the ruthless roulette spinner standing in front of her. She knew the man was playing foul, he wanted others to win.It was an entertainment hub anyway."Next time...we will win." False determination shines in her eyes as she responds. She's accepted to be called Luna, and she knew the man was playing fowl as well. But she was too intoxicated to point his faults out.First of everything, she didn't even know how t
AUTHOR'S POVThe next night, Lesley and Felicia reach their destination. Another hotel they check into, in the other part of the city and a little away from Jacob and Victor.Sighing as soon as she hit the bed, Lesley asks Felicia, "What are we going to do with this kind of money in our hands? The party is tomorrow night, and in the morning and afternoon we have to stalk this dude for hours.""We were told to spend the money wisely, Luna. So might as well buy ourselves something pretty to impress the women worshipper."The kind of smiles which Felicia gives to Lesley makes both of them come to a conclusion.A shopping spree.Hence, the next morning when all shops were only opening, the ladies carried a reasonable chunk of cash to buy one set of party clothes each. They didn't know anything about human world and how especially the women here are way too engrossed in making themselves look...fake.In the animal world, it's the male almo
New York is such a city that even night has the life of the day. Beside the hotel room was some festival going on. Humans are loud with their traditions. They do not follow their customs systematically. It's almost as if they perform folklore and dances in front of people in a closed area, lasting more than three hours and as loud as an earthquake.After a night full of misery, we found peace in the morning and slept till evening. I don't know about the other two in other rooms. But Lesley was curled up like a kitten as her head rested on my chest."Did I wake you up?" I ask in a soft voice, after shifting my arm to get cozy. She shook her head."You're so dumb, Lesley.""I thought you knew that about me." Says my girl."Good one." I appreciate the comeback. However, we were still too late for our mission. Hence, I collect the other two in our room. We begin our discussion about the human suspect Charles has said about."I've done something
She's asked me to be frank about it and demanded explanation for my actions. Hence, I'll come out and say it as well.Even if it wasn't the truth as a whole."...You...what?""They're a distraction, Lesley. They were better without me, I bet. Besides, I've been thinking of dismissing them since forever. They're way too annoying even for me to deal with. Everyday things break in the pack house and they are fucking nasty in every aspect. Food shortage is also one of the reasons why." I tried to elaborate my answer as best as possible."...Honestly, I agree with you on that one actually." Well, her answer was not what I expected. She turned around to sit on the grass. Casually scratching her back, she tells me this,"I couldn't train them anymore. They are way too unruly for those who were ex-pack doctors and healers. Moreover, Felicia's group is performing way better than mine. They made me question my own skills.""That was happening all alon
JACOB'S POVWhen you're at the top of the food chain, nothing natter except for your own heart and your stomach. Combine both, and you'll feel something called the gut feeling. Every predator has that.As a demon, I have it even more.After talking to Charles Glen just moments ago in our head space, I've concluded one thing.He will not aid us with anything further.Besides, I've been thinking about something as well.These rogues that I'm fostering like a mother wolf...are they necessary? Can they make themselves useful for me? For this war?Or will they switch sides with the one that wins too?There you go, Jean.You've officially got yourself on my head, again. Showing your superiority over me.I admit. You're the smart brother, I'm the dumb one.But you know what's more special about the dumb, elder sibling as always?Luck is always on their side.Let's say, my luck came in the form of the







