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GINGERI stared at my phone. He contacted me again after I did my best to ignore his existence since days earlier when he'd followed me on Instagram, as fruitless of an exercise as it was. I was definitely getting in too deep.Tyson Chicken: Have any plans for the 4th?Tyson Chicken: We're having a BBQ at the packhouse. Bring your sisters tooTyson Chicken: We can discuss Salem. Blake's backI let out a heavy sigh. I did want to go, and, yes, I absolutely wanted to discuss plans for Salem. The next full moon was now just over a week away, so we were cutting it really close. But I had an internal battle, wondering if I should continue seeing him socially.Finally, my hormones gave in. I found Paige in the living room watching TV. "Hey, do you have warrior duty tomorrow?""No, why?""Wanna check out the barbecue at the packhouse? We were invited.""Invited through you?" She narrowed her eyes at me. "I didn't realize you'd become closer to the people that live there than me.""Why? Are y
GINGER After taking a few breaths and pulling myself together, resolving not to let anything happen, I finally stepped foot outside. But clearly Tyce was not on the same page as me, because before I even had a chance to close the door behind me, he grabbed me and had me pinned to the wall, his body heat surrounding me, and his massive arms on either side of my face. I stared into his intense amber eyes for a moment, my whole body alive, my breathing shallowing. Fuck, he was so hot, and if he kissed me, I knew I'd totally give in. And then he did, closing the space between us, crushing his mouth against mine. My hips jutted forward in reaction as he wrapped his arms around me, grabbing my ass, and pressing me closer to his body. I ran my fingers up his chest to his neck and then his face, memorizing the feel of his cheekbones and stubble, knowing I'd always want to remember everything, including how his cheeks felt as our tongues twined and how his hard steel rod of a cock pressed up
TYSON"Is this the best way to do it?" I asked Blake, staring at the small shot glass in front of me."Yeah, that's how we started. First we drank small vials until we regained our ability to shift into our wolves. And that's when the injections started.""Fuck, this shit smells horrible." As I brought the shot glass to my face, stomach acid traveled up to my throat in reaction. I didn't know if I'd be able to get it down without retching."I mean, it's natural, right? It's our kryptonite. We're going to be averse to it. Maybe you can put it in a smoothie or something to help get it down. We didn't even have the option. They'd just whip us if we didn’t drink it or threw it up." Blake shrugged. "I still can't decide if swallowing that shit or getting whipped was worse. I never threw up, so I can't say for sure.""Fuck, bro. And you did this shit for four years?""It got easier once they started injecting us."I nodded, continuing to stare at the shot glass. This wasn't going to be easy
GINGER She's lucky she'd almost fully developed her wolf already.It only takes two milligrams to kill a human.Her wolf died so she didn't have to. "Why do you smell like wolfsbane?" I screamed. He had his arms around me almost instantly. "Gigi, it’s okay." "It's not okay! It's not okay at all!" Tears were spilling from my eyes. I had already been emotional that morning but now that scent was putting me over the edge. "Gigi, listen to me. It's fine." He had his mouth close to my ear, and the scent was touching my skin. I began to sob, imagining my skin boiling from even his breath touching it. "I'm just drinking it to build up a tolerance, so I can get stronger. I know it smells bad, but I won't kiss you, I won't hurt you, don't worry." "Get away from me!" I screamed again, pushing him off me. "Don't touch me!" "Okay!" He instantly backed away and put his hands up. "I promise I won't touch you again for the rest of today, okay?" "Thank you," I replied, wiping the tears from my
GINGER The only question I could think to ask was, Will my wolf come back? "Okay, dear. You have your question?" I nodded. "Wonderful, now shuffle please." She handed me the deck. I did as asked, shuffling for a few seconds, and then handed it back to her. Again, she fanned out the cards. "Please pick one and turn it over." I hovered my hand over the deck for a bit until I finally found one to pull. I flipped it over. Death. I let out a cry and ran out of the room, unable to listen to what Sybil was going to tell me. I couldn't bear to hear it. I ran until I was outside, down the street, and then I leaned my back against the brick wall of a building and began sobbing. I'd already been so emotional all day, and that had finally put me over the edge completely. All I wanted to do was go home and pretend I'd never seen that card. "Gigi!" Tyce's voice rang out. I looked up to see him jogging over to me. Once he got close enough, he asked, "What was that all about? Why did you run out
GINGER The evening of the full moon finally came. This was the night of all or nothing. Either my wolf came back or I'd finally have to accept that she was gone for good and any life I'd continue to live would have to be as a human. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the moment of truth. After all the lights in my house were out and everyone was asleep, I snuck out once again as I had since I'd come home for the summer. It was the perfect night, with a cloudless sky, and the full moon shining down onto earth in all its glory. I crossed my fingers and hoped it was a good omen as I slipped into the forest to make my way to my usual spot. My stomach squeezed with nervousness. I didn't know if I was ready. What if all of this pain and suffering I'd endured had been for nothing? What if my wolf really was never coming back? No! I straightened my shoulders. That was the wrong attitude. She would come back. She had shown signs, and even Sybil told me she wanted to come back. So wh
TYSON She quietly cried in the front seat, her tears spilling down her cheeks, chin, and neck. Seeing her like that pained me and broke my heart. I absolutely hated it and was ready to destroy entire cities to make her happy again. Once we were on our way, I asked, "When you said you don't have a wolf, what does that mean?" "It means exactly what it sounds like. I. Don't. Have. A. Wolf. I can't shift. I'm basically just a human." "But how? How is that possible? Your twin has one and you smell like a werewolf…" "Because I made a dumb mistake seven years ago. I was only twelve and really stupid, and now I don't have a wolf anymore." She began sobbing again, and I decided to stop with the questions for the time being. But I still wanted to know more. I wanted to know everything. And, most of all, I wanted to make it better. I wanted to fix whatever was making Gigi cry so much. I went into the place I'd never been before—a human hospital. And I hated it. It was so depressing, filled
BLAKE As I descended the stairs, a faint smell of a decomposing body wafted into my nose—the scent oddly feline. I scrunched my nose as the aroma got stronger. I was planning to continue following it to see what it was when I was distracted by the ring of the doorbell. Jack and Tyler walked in as soon as I opened the door and similarly began sniffing. "What's that smell?" Jack asked, scrunching his own nose. "What, are you using the packhouse as a torture chamber now?" Tyler asked. "Do I need to call CPS on you for traumatizing my nieces or nephews before they're even out of the womb?" We followed the scent into the dining room, where a plastic bag was left in the middle of the table. I untied it immediately, only to be greeted by the head of a bloodied bobcat. "What the fuck?" "Blake! I know you don't like my cat videos, but you don't have to go all Godfather on me!" Tyler chuckled. Jack joined him in laughter and added, "For someone that likes pussy, you sure don't respect it.