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Chapter Two.

Immediately she locked the door to her apartment and stepped out of her apartment building, her nose was instantly assaulted by the smells of the city. To humans, it smelled like morning, dust, smoke and all but to her, even in her suppressed state, it was a lot, it was simply a mix of discordant sounds, a cacophony. She could smell the rotting wood in the elevator shaft, the bacon cooking in 2D, the coffee in the shop across the street, and the distinct, musky scent of a dog marking its territory about five blocks away.She kept her head down, as always, a trait that had become second nature to her, while walking briskly towards the campus ground. The crisp autumn air bit at her cheeks, but she wasn’t complaining. It was the kind of weather wolves loved, brisk and energizing. Layla paced in the back of her mind, sulking but restless.‘He is coming’, Layla said all of a sudden, breaking the silence.‘Who is coming?’ Zara paused at the crosswalk, asking with deep frowns on her face.‘I

Chapter Three.

Silence. Absolute,pin drop silence. Every where in the hall was so quiet as everyone's attention was solely focused on the stage.‘Thank you, Dean Robbert’, his voice a deep rich baritone, a rumble of thunder that seemed to resonate and vibrate through the floorboards. It was not loud, yet it reached the back of the room effortlessly. ‘I am not here to make speeches about the future, I am here to invest in it.’His eyes began to scan the crowd. He wasn’t looking at faces, there was no need for that. He was simply scenting the air. Zara saw the subtle flare of his nostrils, he was looking for threats. He was looking for other wolves. He was assessing his territory, to know if there was going to be a challenge to his authority or if he should relax his guard a little. ‘Uhmm, he is powerful’, Layla purred on her mind, sounding surprisingly impressed and interested, which is definitely the very first time she had ever shown any form of interest in the opposite gender for that matter, mak

Chapter Four.

Back at the Great Hall, Alexander Smith watched as the heavy oak doors swung shut with a loud bang, the woods vibrating slightly from the force of the girl’s exit. The applause from the audience was roaring in his ears, a meaningless wave of noise that he had tuned out effortlessly. His heart, usually a slow rhythmic drum of a predator at rest, had skipped a beat.Who was that girl? he thought to himself, still intrigued and fascinated with the lack of scent.‘Mr Smith?’Dean Robert called out as he was clapping quite enthusiastically next to Alex, sweat beading on his bald head. ‘A very magnificent and mind blowing speech! Truly inspiring. The bio- engineering wing will be —’‘Who was that?’ Alex interrupted, cutting him off. His voice was low, slicing through the Dean’s chatter like a scalpel.The Dean blinked, confused, not sure who Alex was referring to 'I don't … pardon? Who?’ He stuttered. ‘The girl’,Alex said, his eyes still fixed on closed doors at the back of the hall. ‘She

Chapter Five.

Thud.The sound of the heavy basement door closing at the top of the stairs echoed down the metal staircase. Zara instantly froze. Silence then followed. But it wasn’t an empty silence though. It was the heavy, pregnant silence of a predator entering a cave. The air pressure in the basement shifted.Step.Step.Step.Slow, deliberate footfalls on the metal stairs. They were heavy and confident. The sound of expensive leather shoes descending into her world. Zara didn’t wait. She ducked low, scurrying to the far end of the aisle. She made herself small, pressing her back against the cold metal of the furthest shelf, hidden in the shadows. She held her breath, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. She heard him reach the bottom of the stairs and paused. He was listening. Zara forced her heart rate to slow down. It was a technique her mother had taught her before the slaughter. ‘Be the stone, Zara. Stones have no heartbeat. Stones have no fear.’‘You are good’, she

Chapter Six.

Alex stood still on the same spot, letting her run away. He turned, watching her sprint up the stairs, her sneakers squeaking on the metal. He brought his hand up to his nose, inhaling deeply where he had touched her skin. Faint. So faint that it was almost like a hallucination. Beneath the smell of dust and old paper, for just a fraction of a second, there had been a scent…Moonflowers and Ozone.It was the most intoxicating thing he had ever smelled. And it was gone in an instant, like he had dreamt it. A dark passive grin spread across Alex’s face. The beast inside him stopped pacing up and down, and sat down, staring at the empty stairs with anticipation too. ‘Run, little rabbit, run’, Alex whispered into air in the empty room. ‘Run as fast as you can. It would only make the chase more fun’. He concluded, saying out loud while grinning widely. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed his head of security. ‘Sir?’ the voice crackled. ‘Cancel my flight home’, Alex said,

Chapter Seven.

Botany 401 was a large, tiered classroom with old wooden desks and blackboards that was covered in chalk dust. It was usually a quiet class, filled with students who preferred plants to people.Today, the energy was different though. The air was restless.Zara took her usual seat- middle row, far left, near the emergency exit. She pulled out her notebook and her pen, arranging them with meticulous precision. She kept her head down, and her aura pulled in tight.Nothing to see here. Just a girl and her plants. Professor Halloway, a kind old man who smelled of peat moss, walked in and clapped his hands."Settle down, everyone. Settle down. Today we are discussing the Atropa Belladonna and its uses in modern pharmacology. But first..." He started saying then stopped talking, he looked nervous. He adjusted his glasses. "We have a ermmm... a guest auditor today." He continued to say.Zara's pen snapped in half in her hand. The ink exploded over her fingers.No."Mr. Smith has expressed a k

Chapter Eight.

Alex kept on staring at her as he looked for the lie in her response to him. He looked for the spark in her eyes to explain that she had felt the spark too, that she had felt the zap from the electric that he had felt from touching her now on two different occasions.She gave him nothing but exhaustion, like he was disturbing her and she had no idea what he was talking about.He let out a short, frustrated breath through his nose. He leaned back into his chair, withdrawing his hand from her. The loss of contact made Zara's skin ache."You are a terrible liar," he murmured. "But I have time. I'm a very patient man, so I will definitely find out soon." He said to her calmly.The rest of the lecture was torture. Zara pretended she was paying attention to the Professor and took down notes she couldn't read. Alex sat like a stone statue beside her, his presence a constant, brooding weight. He didn't speak to her again, but every time she shifted, his eyes followed.When the bell finally ra

Chapter Nine.

The Daily Dose Café - Two Days LaterThe smell of burnt espresso beans and wet wool was usually enough to mask anything here in the cafe, but today, it wasn't enough to mask Zara's exhaustion.She stood behind the counter of The Daily Dose, a cramped, humid coffee shop three blocks from campus that catered to sleep deprived students and budget conscious locals around the area. It was 3:00 PM on a Thursday. Outside, the sky was a bruised shade of purple, threatening another storm.Zara wiped the counter for the tenth time in seven minutes. Her hands were trembling.The suppressants were taking a serious toll on her. To keep Alex from scenting her wolf, she had brewed the latest batch of her mixture with double the concentration of wolfsbane than it used to be before. It worked though, seeing as she smelled like absolutely nothing but the side effects were more brutal. Her joints ached, her head pounded with a dull, rhythmic throb, and she felt a constant, low-level nausea.‘You are wea

Chapter Ten.

She looked up. Alex was standing at the counter again.He had moved towards her silently and she hadn’t heard him till he got to her front."Don't what?" she asked him."Don't throw them away," he said to her. He looked at the box, then at her thin frame. "You look like you haven't eaten in a week, so you should just eat them instead of thrashing them all."He told her."I eat," Zara snapped at him defensively. "I have a high metabolism,"she said to him."I'll buy them then" Alex said to her."They're stale, Mr. Smith. We throw them out." She responded to him."I'll buy them," he repeated, his voice leaving no room for argument. He slapped a hundred dollar bill on the counter in front of her.Zara stared at the money. "This is a box of day old muffins. It's worth maybe ten dollars, not worth a hundred." she told him."Consider it a tip then" he said. "Pack them up. Take them home. Eat them." he told her."No, I really can't accept this." Zara told him."It's for the errrmm... scholarsh

Chapter Eleven.

The Executive Suite, Smith Enterprise.A few days later.The conference room that was on the top floor of the city's most expensive hotel had been converted into a mini work command center. A group of twelve men and women in sharp suits sat around the mahogany table, looking so terrified.They were top executives, seasoned negotiators, and sharks in their own right. But right now, they looked like rabbits trapped in a cage with a starving tiger due to the brooding Alpha in the room.Alexander Smith stood at the head of the table, staring out the floor-to-ceiling window at the campus skyline in the distance. He hadn't sat down in two hours since the meeting started. He was vibrating with a restless, violent energy that made the air in the room feel thick and suffocating."Sir?" the CFO ventured, his voice trembling, trying to get Alex attention after they have been waiting for his input in the discussions so far."About the acquisition of the textile plant... the union representatives

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