Cerberus Stories Novels & Stories

Al said he tried it only once, and Cerberus made a huge fuss afterward. "You like Taran, don't you?" I tilted my head, trying to search for his eyes. "No!" Cerberus turned his head to the side like a kid throwing a tantrum. I burst into laughter as I saw him blush at his own lie. He was really bad at lying. I tapped Cerberus on his ear and he fixed his eyes on me before I said: "I know you hate fire because fire hurts, but I have a secret about the fire that I want to tell you. Do you want to hear?"

Sasha gives me back complete control. “Hello, Ari, or did Sasha not give you back control?” The one head in the middle talks. I’m too dumbfounded as I stare at the largest fucking three-headed dog I’ve ever seen. I mean, it’s the only one, but fuck, if I weren’t afraid of Cerberus, I’d think he was badass looking. Cerberus has dark greasy gray fair with streaks of black running through it. He’s massive, like the size of a dozen Dire wolves. His eyes aren’t just red; they are literally fire. His mouth is skeletal-like, and I can see every fucking sharp and long tooth individually. Black goo drips from his jaws. He’s menacing, and I don't want to fight him.

He didn’t say anything, and I could feel his eyes burn into the side of my head, waiting. “Until he marked me, that is,” I smile recalling that first night he did it. “I thought the goddess knew what she was doing,” I laugh. I feel his stare starting to bore holes into my head, and I looked at him. “She’s never wrong,” I nod my head. That’s Derrick for you. His belief on the supernatural deity who created us and the rules that bind us to a pack hierarchy is stronger than others, his perspective, among other things. “That’s what they say.” I bobbed my head, “I tried, Derrick. I tried,” I couldn’t help the sob that escaped my throat. A crack on the glass, before I broke.