Monster How Do I Feel Novels & Stories

All I wanted to do was feel those form muscles under my finger as I ran my hands all over his body, combing my fingers through his soft locks and– -Get a grip on yourself! He's a monster for fuck's sake. “Look, whatever you have to say, you better say it fast, alright?” He sighed when his brows furrowed and he kneaded the spot between the ridge of his temples, a small grunt leaving his lips when he did. “Don't you want to know what I am?” I rolled my eyes at him, a scoff leaving my lips at the same time, “Isn't it obvious? That you're a monster?”

Sam tapped me on the shoulder. “You okay?” Shaking my head, I didn’t feel like I could speak right now. My tongue felt thick and weighted. Which was weird considering everything else felt light. Breathing was even easier; almost too easy. I chuckled. No wonder they didn’t want this stuff mass produced. The entire world would be off their rockers if this was how it normally made everyone feel. Maybe it was something that a werewolf experienced? My brain tried to analyze what it was when it felt like my whole being snapped into focus. It was so jarring that I actually jerked up.

Her warmth seeping into my cold bones. "Talk to me." Her hand traces patterns on my chest. "Tell me what you're feeling. Don't hold it in. Don't try to be strong." "I'm feeling like a monster. Like someone who destroys lives. Like I don't deserve you or this pack or anything good." The words spill out. "I keep seeing her face. Hearing her last words. Feeling her die. And I can't make it stop."

He was bending down in front of me, his face only inches away from my own. “One tear, one lash” I yelled back, trying my best to keep my voice sounding strong. Even though all I wanted was to cry. “Again!” he roared, his hot breath bashed against my face as he screamed, “One tear, one lash” I screamed back loudly. “What are you?” he demanded, “A monster” “What are you?” “A monster!” “And what do monsters not do?” “Monsters don’t cry” I yelled as loud as I could. “And why don’t monsters cry? Tell me beast, what’s the rule?”

All of a sudden, I feel like I truly belong with this pint-sized ferocious werewolf next to me. Holy shit! What is wrong with me?

I didn’t know how to reply to her. I thought my life was so terrible. But sometimes I feel confused about myself. When Dad gets angry, I can feel a tightness all over my body. I don’t know what it is, I’m confused about it. The tightness wasn’t like the tightness when my mate made love to another Beta. It's more than horrible. I thought I could read the emotions of other werewolves. “Hey, freak. I told you to make another cup of mocha chino. Then what are you doing?”

I think about my parents, my childhood, my friends, Shane, and to an extent, even Tyler. I think about everything and anything that has made me happy throughout my lifetime and I start feeling energized again. I think that the energy I am getting is as a result of the power those good memories hold, but these doubts are cleared when my arms and legs start burning furiously. My eyes fly open and a shrill scream leaves my throat. The monster is right in front of me with his claws swinging toward my face. Without thinking, I raise my arm involuntarily to catch his and I throw him off in the other direction as if he weighs nothing.

As I sat I wondered what else would happen in the next few days? Mom dad why? Why is this happening to me? Mom says you will always be with me? Why don't you. Can you see me? Can you see what will happen to me? I'm having a hard time, why am I acting like this? I followed what you said, growing up humble, why did this happen to me? I hope you're just here ... Hikhikhik I was drowsy in tears because of what was happening to me. I woke up to the sunlight on my skin, I didn't want to go out lest when I went out I would hurt people again.

“Let’s try.” There was another pause. “The worst that can happen is nothing.” …Fair enough. I took a slow breath and closed my eyes. The apartment disappeared around me. The sounds of traffic outside faded until all I could hear was my own heartbeat. “I’m ready.” ‘Then let me take over.’ I loosened my grip on my body and allowed my monster to step forward. Immediately, everything felt… different. Warmer. Like another pair of eyes had opened beneath my own. I couldn’t control what he was doing anymore. I simply watched from somewhere deep inside my own mind.

I felt strand of hairs sticking to my wet sweaty face, as if he felt it too, he moved his finger there and pushed them back, then slowly, he lowered his head there and blew gently on it with his mouth. It felt tickly. A slight chuckle left my lips, I quickly threw my hand to cover my mouth. Honestly, I do not know how to react to this new event. I am not sure whether to be happy or angry. But one thing was sure, what I feel right now is far from anger or resentment. Even though I knew it is a great defeat for me, right now, I really yearn to do things with this werewolf, to go in all with him.