LYCAN, SEX, WAR.

CHAPTER TWO— Karina Agafonov.My flight to Russia was a quick one and in no time I bought a tram ticket to my hometown, Khabarovsk — the coldest town in Russia. After waiting for about thirty minutes, the tram eventually arrived. I entered the tram and the first thing I observed was its emptiness. No one was in the tram; no one, except me, but I didn't give a thought to it and sat down by the entrance of the door, resting my head on the seat next to me.My mind traveled far-away. Once the train stopped, I got down, expecting to find my town in one piece, but getting there, I got the shock of my life. My once beautiful town was now a shadow of itself. It was a ghost town in smoke and ashes — this I couldn't fathom. Khabarovsk was in the deepest part of Russia, far away from where the war was taking place, so I expected it to be a safe place. I dropped my load by the railside and walked further into my town as I prayed desperately that I was only hallucinating and my town was in one p

CHAPTER FOUR — Karina Agafonov.I couldn't help the tears that heavily fell off my eyes as I laid on the floor with the Lycan on top of me. All my buckled up emotions were going haywire. Having been discharged, losing comrades and my family was making me lose control of my emotions so I just had to pour them all out at his front. He moved away from me and I sat upright on the grass as I continued to cry.I didn't know how long it took for me to put an end to my cry but I knew the Lycan never left my side as I did. When I stopped crying, I used the end of my hoodie to clean my face before standing up. I began to walk away from the Lycan when he suddenly appeared at my front. That made me groan inwardly. I had forgotten they weren't like Werewolves and they had superpowers."What do you want?" I questioned him."Where are you heading to?"I scoffed. "And why do you care?"He shrugged and moved closer to me. He was huge, compared to me I was a toothpick. However, I was a toothpick that

CHAPTER SIX — KARINA AGAFONOV.After pulling away from each other, my mother ushered me into our home. As soon as I stepped in, tears filled my eyes. Everything still looked the same as it did ever since I left ten years ago.I was pulled out of my thoughts as I felt my mother's warm body pulling me in for another hug, my sister's smiling warmly at me as they watched with tears rolling down their face. I was also happy to see them.My good arm was beginning to ache since my mother was hugging me so tightly, I understood the love of a mother even though I wasn't one yet but I am sure if I had not seen my grown-up daughter for over ten good years, I would pamper her like a newborn child.I made a struggling sound and my mother, Annika, released me instantly. Quickly I placed a smile on my lips, telling her nothing was wrong. She patted me on the head before scrunching her face up, looking around me.I asked, "Mother, what's wrong?" She shook her head, signifying nothing was wrong until

Chapter EIGHT— Karina Agafonov.Two weeks already passed by in a blink of an eye and I hardly stepped out of the house, the only exception being the time my mum forced me out to accompany her to the market. All because of that I had to meet that stinky Lycan, Nikolai, and in as much as I didn't want anything to do with him or anyone of his kind, I appreciated the fact that I could pass my thanks to him. I didn't like feeling indebted to anyone. Lycans and werewolves most especially.My elder sisters, Sasha and Mila, were both in my room, laying down on my bed as they went through one of our old album photos. I sat on a wooden chair next to the opened window, sipping on a cup of hot chocolate as I watched them both. It was evening already and I tried persuading them to leave my room because I wanted to sleep, but they didn't concur. They insisted on staying with me, because according to them, I needed a healthy amount of human interaction. Anyways, I couldn't get mad at them. They were

CHAPTER TEN — Karina Agafonov. I shouted for my mother as I went downstairs to the kitchen, she was not in there. I was about to leave the house and I wanted her to know before I did, because I didn't want her to worry. I called out to her but it wasn't her response I got, but that of my older sister."Why are you calling for mother? Isn't she in her room?" Mila asked, her hair was all up everywhere like a bird's nest which meant she just woke up from her sleep. It was late at night. I apologized for waking her up and she waved it off, saying it was nothing. She went towards the kitchen while I trailed at her back. Mila began to brew a cup of coffee and then turned towards me.I asked her to make one for me so i could take something before leaving."What do you want to see mother for and where are you heading to this evening with a bag?" She scrutinized my bag. She added immediately, "Are you still having trouble sleeping?" I partially lied to Mila, telling her that I was going to