The Witch Wolf

It was a dark night and the cries of owls and bats as they perched from tree to tree filled the air. The sky was void of stars and looked gloomy, like a woman in Labor. Fear gripped the earth and the earth being referred to, was New York City. Thunderstorms had been raging the city for two days non-stop and had killed over a hundred persons who decided to step out while it wailed. Lucia sat still in her room, made of wood and sacks. Thoughts ran through her head as she listened to the loud rumbling sound the thunder made. She remembered something, something so dear to her heart, the cruel manner her parents died. She remembered it like it was yesterday. Her father was a strong werewolf, so strong that he could control people's minds just by staring at her, her mother, a witch. She was strong in her own way. A great battle broke out and their survival rested on their shoulders. The responsibility of defending their town Crimo, which was later renamed as New York, fell on them. The

“You have to stop this fight, Lucia!" A voice whispered with care and affection into her ears. She recognized it even though she hadn't heard it in the last fourteen years. It was her father's voice.“For how long do you plan to resist it?" He asked with tears in his voice. She could feel it. The vigor he used in saying that.“For as long as I live dad... if I'm still breathing, then I wouldn't give in," she stood her ground, groaning in more pains that ate deep into her soul, sucking it out at a gradual pace. She had fought with the spirit for six hours and was getting weak and faint already.“But you promised me, you would live. You said so and now you want to break your promise? Is death what you wish for? " He said, and that struck a chord in her and she felt remorseful, but for a split second.“No, dad. I'd be better off if I'm dead than having to live my life in constant fear. Fear of not being discovered. I wouldn't allow myself to become a slave to others. Take a look at Jacks

Roberto couldn't contain his anger at Lucia. He had never been embarrassed before like she did Today. He didn't bother waiting for the rest lectures because his mood was spoilt already and sitting in class would be a total waste of time.“Serve me some tea!" He yelled at the maid, standing before him."Yes sir," the maid said, shivering like a jelly.Lucia flooded his mind again. He couldn't understand what was going on with him anymore. He couldn't stop thinking of her and of how beautiful she looked. Her ass fitted perfectly on her slender body. Her boobs stood taut on her chest and were round and full. He knew it because he was experienced in things of the sort.He was called the husbandman and was always changing women like he does to his wardrobe every month and he never went out with a lady more than once before getting into her Honeypot. they tripped for him and made no hesitation in giving him his desire. Though he was a flirt, he went out with only gorgeous Ladies and the luc

Not until you tell me what you discussed with Roberto." He parroted as he recalled the waitresses discussion on his way to her."Isn't that a form of blackmailing?" She asked with a quizzed grimace plastered on her face.She had to give it to this friend of hers. He surely knew how to use what he could do to get what he wanted to hear. She laughed in her head as she recalled what she had described him with."Yes it is, but which do you prefer? To tell me what you discussed with Roberto or have me tickle you until you laugh your ass out?"He threatened her with his eyebrows raised in trying to tell her to be sure of what she wished for."The latter!" Lucia declared, taking up r6 challenge. She would match up with him today and make him realise that he couldn't always use what he could do to get what he wanted to hear."Really, then you have chosen death!" He said with a loud chuckle and then with all his might, tickled her until she almost fell. She managed for a minute before giving i

"Are you kidding me, mum? Surely you must! Did I ever tell you I want to get married to the daughter of your friend or business associates?" He flared up and Lydia could do nothing but stare."I think you need to calm down. Just calm down. Let's not argue about this, once we get to the bridge, we would cross it." She said with a wave of the hand to signify her wish not to dwell on that issue anymore.Roberto stormed out of her presence, up the stairs and locked himself in his room.Lucia rolled around in the bed as she snoozed her alarm clock. She had slept s bit late the previous night. She had stayed up watching a movie recommended to her by Jackson.He had done that to help her calm down after killing those people. He told her she needed the movie as it was either she or them. She had to find a way of accepting herself.She had to kill when in danger. She had to kill in order to defend herself and she had to do all she could to stay away from silver bullet or chain.The movie was i