Semua Bab Half-Monster: Bab 11 - Bab 14

Norfolk is a long drive when anger is the fuel in the tank. I push my pedal down and practically slide across the road. I'll kill him if he puts his hands on her. She isn't mine anymore but that doesn't change the fact that he is scum. This useless pile of shit wants to murder his child and kill Raven's mind right along with it.Thoughts are so muddled in my mind, but I know one thing for sure: killing tonight would feel good. I do it for a living, but it is power I wield in my hands to decide for myself. Raven doesn't want me to kill him. I know her well enough to know she probably has some abysmal soul tie to him. She wants my support.I’m not supportive, I’m deadly.Her house is decrepit. The smell hits me on the way up the driveway. This place isn't suitable for human life. Rotted meat wafts from the trash can, and my nose is all wolf picking up subtle musks and gross maggot-covered food items. Bodies of the white creatures dance atop the wet trash can lid.Vomit crawls up my thro

I walk to my car. The breeze clings to me, cooling me, but still heavy. It knows. It wants to say something to me. It can't be harder on me than I am on myself. The drive drags. My ribs scream. Knuckles throb. It’s not just pain. It’s something deeper. Ache in the bones. In the soul, maybe.Pain crawls up my spine like fire ants. The drive back is a lengthy one. Every bone in my body aches from the fight. It’s practically a blinding pain as my tendons stretch in ways that they shouldn't. If I were a real werewolf, I’d shift. Heal. Be done with it. Instead, it lingers just like everything else.I pull into my spot. I kill the engine as I let out the breath. I check the mirrors. I’m stalling. This is my neighborhood. Fresh paint with the smell of rotting underneath. A dog bolts across the street into a neighbor's yard. Animals hate the smell of me, and I can't blame them. Even if only half, I am a predator.Looking upwards at my apartment, I'm glad I have plans tonight. If I were insid