Keya P.O.V I wrap the towel around Kane’s waist. Tucking it in. His skin is really warm... God, this man’s body is a-fuckin-mazing! Instead of my name being inked into his skin. It looks as if someone just shaved his fur. And left, ‘My Keya’ uncut. I love how he showcases my name on hisself so proudly. Yeah, I am his.. His Keya! He chuckles at me openly, checking him out. ‘You know, I encouraged Manuel to get this tattoo. Although he didn’t know it at the time.’ ‘Really?’ ‘Mm hmm.’ Grammy demands with her hands on her hip. “What’s up with these silent ass arguments y’all been having?” Ugh, shit. I glare at Kane and mindlink him. ‘See? This is the reason I don’t like talking about shit in front of their nosey asses. Even mentally!’ He gives me a stubborn look. ‘Some things can’t be avoided.’ I retort, ‘Yeah? And some things can!’ “Keya!” Grammy demands. Oh God. He huffs, annoyed, looking from me to her. Then shrugs, giving me a nonchalant look saying. ‘Try it with her.’ The hell? ‘Wha

Keya P.O.V "HI!" His voice boomed throughout the room. Making everyone slam their hands over their ears. 'Dag! Get someone to help you! Please?' I beg him. He looks apologetic, nods and closes his eyes. They all stare cautiously at us. Until my sister curiously asks him. "So what do you do?" She is very straightforward and never one to hold her tongue. She's a Leo. I look from her to him, thinking, 'What does he do?' Then I remember how he carried us all at Six Flags. "He's very strong. And he is really sweet." I turn to kiss him on his cheek. He smirks, holding me in place with one gigantic hand. It captures my entire back! "Juicy Ma.." He croons lovingly. And his voice is much lower, more bearable. "You got help?" I ask excitedly, holding his big face. He nods, looking conflicted. I guess he's still not okay with asking for help. I do wonder who he asked though.. "So, Dag what do you want to show my fam?" He frowns thoughtfully, caressing my back. Then he looks confident, saying,

Keya P.O.V With a sigh, I close my eyes and brace myself mentally for Ivan's crazy ass.. First off; I notice that the haze I was feeling from Jaspier has dissipated. And I'm getting lower to the ground. His body is morphing into a more human-size height and shape. His skin turns really pale and cold. Not freezing, but like he's been standing out in the autumn air shirtless or something. Short pitch black wavy hair. Shorter on the sides than on top. His body is lean, and nothing but tight muscles. Although he isn't as thick as the others. He's still extremely fit and toned. There are tattoos going up his arms and neck. Hey, Manny has those same ones... I look up into his eyes. Crimson red, outlined in green. And angry? I've only ever seen him horny. I've never seen him angry before! His nostrils flare out and everything! "Iv-gasp!" He quickly silences me by putting his long, cold ass finger to my lips. Making me shiver. His other arm around my back, firmly holding me to him. My legs

Keya P.O.V “Send out Yah’El please?” I stutter at Ivan while I collect myself from his bite. I glare at the Asshole! He gives me this challenging look, like I spoke it out loud. Umm, did he hear me? He tilts his head and licks his top teeth intimidatingly. “Just remember. I’m Your, Asshole, hmm?” What the..? How? “I can hear your thoughts.” Holy Shit! He chuckles, smirking arrogantly. “Be careful vhat you ‘think’ about me.” He sings while he taps his index finger to his temple. Oh God, smh.. He unwraps his arm from around me and steps back. A cocky smirk on his handsome face. The body begins to grow taller again immediately. And much darker, an unnatural darkness. It seems as if the darkness is pouring from him! He has a slight muscular build. Like he works out sometimes, but it’s not a top priority. His eyes are a dark murky green color. Light stubble on his breathtakingly handsome face. And you know what? He does look like fuckin Tupac! He also has horns. Two long ribbed black horn

Keya P.O.VWe make it to Grammy's. And park in the back. To avoid nosy ass neighbors. Honestly, people act like it's their damn business to be all up in your business. Grammy opens the door and gets her pile of mail.. While Manny and I help to bring in everyone's stuff. And I help them put up everything. While Manny & Grammy drive to drop off the rental van. After we're done, I cook them a pleasant lunch. Consisting of various sandwiches, chips, baked cookies, milk and fruit juice. We all eat and talk about how much fun we had this week. When we're done, I clean up the kitchen. And decide its time to talk to Tey about his dream of werewolves."Hey, Tey?" I call him from the kitchen. They were in the living room playing Sega Channel. He comes in. "Yeah, Keya?" "Come sit so we can talk." He sits in the chair next to me. "What's up?" I look down into his eyes. The same brown outlined in blue as my own. And am in awe that he is a werewolf like me. But he doesn't know it yet. I believe tha