Agaw Bitin Novels & Stories

"I'm so sorry, Sarai." “It's okay." I said as I walked closer to him, but he took a few steps back. "Just stay away from me." He sighed as he wiped his mouth. "Evan, it's okay, it didn't hurt." I said as I walked towards him. “It's okay to lose control." "You're either crazy or just like dangerous." He chuckled. "I just bit you and you're saying is okay to lose control." "I guess both." I chuckled. "Let's go sit down, you'll need food and some sugar in your system. You'll feel a little-"

“Please, do enlighten me.” The server walked toward them, only to stop as Rebecca’s male companion lifted his hand and waved the young girl off. Rebecca paid the girl no attention, her eyes only for the tycoon in front of her. His account on their payroll would bring in a cool half a million dollars a year, and that was just for starters.

How I hated that he made me respond to him this way. I moved away from him. Turning to face him, I let my lips crash with his. He kissed me back instantly. I bit his lip, wanting access. He just smirked and continued to kiss me. I bit his bottom lip again, this time harder. He chuckled. I wanted to bite him again, even harder, but any harder would have been drawing blood. It was something about it that made me want him more. Luckily for me, he parted his lips and allowed my tongue to enter. I immediately searched out his tongue, and they danced in a fierce Argentine Tango.

They were very afraid of grandma because the news was spreading that the man who first approached me had not been allowed to sleep for a week because of bad dreams. I tried to ask grandma about that, but she just shrugged her shoulders at me. "Go home early Claret. Your body needs to be re-soaked in pure milk." "Yes, Grandma..." I finished the glass of milk before I stood up and said goodbye to her. "Grandma, I'm coming in." I waved to him before I left the house. My bicycle is ready to go to campus. "Be careful, Claret. Don't scratch yourself." I nodded. I was just pedaling away from the house when I heard grandma's call.

In my head I was thinking, this couldn't possibly be. Then an odour from a werewolf appeared from the hallway but Alpha Nate still refused to break up from me. “Alpha Nate?” It was beta Boaz by the door and he seemed really bothered about something. But most importantly, he reeked. I wondered what made him smell that way. “Next time you want to give a report to me, take a shower.” Alpha Nate said and turned away from me. Beta Boaz took a deep bow, “I'm sorry Alpha, I just got back from my fitness training.”

I groan, leaning into the piercing pain. Not even a second later, my world bursts in gold light.

5 years ago I thought I had this wolf thing figured out. Seven months (and twelve days) since I had been bitten, and I had managed to go back to work and move back into my apartment. Don’t get me wrong, every day still felt like I had a million battles to fight, most of them internal, but I was adjusting. Almost. But right now, I had no idea what I was doing. None at all. “I really don’t think it would be my kind of thing. I appreciate the offer and everything, but I think I’ll pass.”