Weird Science Wyatt Novels & Stories

"Why stop? The gate is open, just go in, I think Yuwen just came back. I will go down first to check the surroundings!” "No, wait a minute..." Alan paused, he also stared straight ahead. There was nothing, but Alan just obeyed. Because to be honest, Lio would be able to tell what was going on in there. "Come with me, there is someone in there, except for Yuwen!" *** Yuwen looks busy with the ingredients in his test tube. Since Lio left, he spent more time doing experiments like what Lio did before. “Why can't I still find the formula for this liquid? This is really troublesome, and the bad news is, all the plants in Jackson's house are gone!”

And he had turned to look at me while mouthing, "Punishment Mode" Then Jared flicked his wrists, as if pulling something out of thin air, and I immediately felt a strange, ticklish sensation crawling up my spine. It wasn't just uncomfortable anymore. It was starting to get torturous for me. Then, I felt something suddenly dive into my underwear, inching closer and closer to my butt before burying itself inside. Jared came up to me and blatantly admired me as I squirmed in place. Even just holding my breath, trying not to gasp aloud, was driving me to my wits' end.

Wyatt made me sad. I couldn’t imagine not being loved. Wyatt actually confused me completely. He was very soft spoken and pretty nice and yet he was an Aleni. A creature that feasted on others and was determined to take over the world. I was starting to wonder if what Cedric had said those years ago was true. “What if they’re like me? Just misunderstood.” I think they might be. “Wyatt, what was your life like before becoming an Aleni?” I asked.

“We don’t know how far back it goes.” Eventually, Wyatt wanders in with Mia and a bottle in his arms. When he sees the carnage, and hears the explanation from Beau, he sits down at the far end of the couch and doesn’t sit up again for some time. “Did he track my experiments?” Steven asks. Beau tosses him a report. “As much as he could. Fortunately for you, Wyatt is a dumbass and didn’t know what you were doing half the time.” “Good,” Steven says. He sets the report aside. Maybe he’s not ready to face it yet.

“That’s what sisters are for. Now go pass out before I make us watch Hercules next.” As Serenya disappeared into the guest room with a yawn, Cheyenne grabbed her phone, curled up on the couch, and opened her group text. Queen Alpha👑🐺: 🌙 Hey witches and weirdos. Field tomorrow at noon. Bring your weapons, good vibes, and don’t be late. 💥 Isolde 🦇: Define “weirdos.” Queen Alpha👑🐺: You, obviously. Nalia 🔥🕊️:

Wyatt chuckled. “Oh haha" He laughed nervously. "Wyatt did you hear anything unusual last night?" Malik asked, Wyatt nodded "I kept hearing humming" he replied. "Humming!!?" Malik looked at him shocked. Wyatt nodded again, "Yup, but it wasn't creepy or anything it's like a lullaby and it put me right to sleep". The elevators doors opened again. "Well goodnight guys!" Wilder waved getting off the elevator with Malik. "Night!" Ash and Wyatt replied once the elevators closed.

She declares and walks out of the kitchen laughing. Wyatt shudders, "Oh, that evil little shrew, that thought is going to haunt me for the rest of the night now." He complains, standing up and placing his plate in the sink. "I need to go and watch some good old fashioned man-on-man porn to get rid of that sickening imagery your sister has burned into my brain." Mira and I laugh. Wyatt smirks and drops a kiss on Mira's temple, and whispers something to her. Whatever it was made Mira flush and shove him back.

"Maybe there is something wrong with me. Since I have never been pregnant before. I don't know, but if this is what the next 9 months is going to be like we have a long road ahead of us." Wyatt laughed and placed another kiss to my forehead. "As I keep saying you never cease to amaze me, little mate. But just in case the nausea comes back, I'm going down to the kitchen and get you some seltzer water and crackers." Wyatt got up to get dressed. After sliding his jeans back on, he picked his shirt up off the floor and realized I had ripped the buttons off of it. He laughed, throwing it in the trash. Figuring it would be better for now, he opted for a pullover t-shirt instead.

I tease out my hair, massage my scalp with my fingers, and order a club soda. Time to settle in. I have no clue where Scar went and I don't care. There's a baseball game on TV, which is just about the least interesting thing in the world, and the bar's starting to get more crowded. I sip my drink, order wings and fries, and start texting anyone that might be around to chat. I start with my mom—no reply—before moving on to Cait. Rita: You won't believe where I am right now. Cait: Mt. Everest? Are you losing your fingers just so you can text me? I am totally worth frostbite.

The only good thing is that he is able to keep his breakfast down. Ugh… Why is this happening now? Wyatt has never had this happen before. He can’t be sick. Werewolves don’t get sick. Well, he shouldn’t say that they don’t get sick. Instead, he should say that they don’t get sick that often. He leans his head back against my chair and takes a deep breath, as he wishes for it to go away.