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Mr Lucas Blakes let out a deep sigh, even creasing the lines of his forehead as he turned to his daughter. "I don't want to fire him, trust me, I will be more at ease having him remain your personal bodyguard but you did know that it was only temporary," he tried to explain. Maxwell studied Mr Blakes expression from where he stood. He was still unsure of whether the man knew that his daughter was a werewolf. He didn't even know if the man knew about him. There was nothing in his expression that gave him away. He seemed to be speaking to Shirley sincerely at the moment. Maxwell hadn't just cloned Mr Blakes phone, he had installed a recording device on it to record every conversation he had as long as he was the phone. The app was hidden in the man's phone so the man didn't even have a clue that it was there. From the recordings and all, Maxwell had been able to gather that the hunter was yet to tell Mr Blakes about him or his daughter being werewolves but Maxwell just couldn't be at
"You do know that this is a suicide mission, which makes me feel that I am finally disposable especially now that you have the successes you need," Maxwell did not bother to sugarcoat his words with the very high standing people in the room with him. There was no trace of anger in his face instead his face was expressionless with a smirk curving his lips. "The hunter won't kill you," the other woman said, there was a certainty in her voice. "Of course he won't. Killing me will be way too easy and the hunter is far too ruthless to do easy," Max spelt out. "We have faith in you Max," one of the men said. He was bald. "You can pull this off and we know it and that is why we trust you enough to let you in on our plans. We could have bundled you and sent you to the hunter and let him do whatever he wants with you but we don't want to, we want to work together with you to achieve something that will benefit us all," one of the men said, the one that had first addressed Maxwell when he
The car continued to speed on the highway until it took a sudden turn, entering a remote road with a stretch of woods on both sides of the road. A grunt like sound escaped Shirley's throat for the umpteenth time. The continuous rush of an indescribable feeling washing through her, the feel of her bones breaking, was killing Shirley. She didn't understand what was happening to her as occasionally, her bones snapped, making a popping sound, it was so painful that it forced a scream out of her mouth each time the snapping sound and pain washed through her. She knew that it was the full moon which was already beginning to be visible in the sky. She was turning. Amelia spared the struggling Shirley a quick glance, noticing that her eyes were now a glowing blue. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she returned her gaze to the road ahead. "We are almost there," she told Shirley in a comforting tone and Shirley gritted her teeth as she felt a sharp pain in her mouth, like she was suddenly gro
Shirley was quiet for a while as her brain tried to register the new information she had just heard. So witches exist too? It made her wonder how much more supernatural and mystical creatures, all thought to be folklores, actually existed. "Wow!" she muttered after a while, clearly appalled, and then her eyes fell to the wristwatch on her right wrist. "It is already dawn!" she exclaimed, her eyes darting towards Amelia who was now standing on her feet. "It is already dawn," Amelia repeated, her voice almost a quiet whisper. "So, umm, did I turn or not?" Shirley heard herself asking, It had been one of the many questions that had played in her head as soon as she had come to and had seen herself in this place. "Why, you would have loved to turn and perhaps have me take a picture of you as a wolf so you could see for yourself how wolf you look like?" Amelia asked, intending to be sarcastic but surprisingly, Shirley nodded her head in affirmation to her question, compelling Amelia to
The sun, a golden big orb, was already standing proudly in the sky by the time Shirley returned to the Blakes Residence being driven by Amelia in her car. Although the sun was visible in the sky, its heat barely reached the inhabitants of earth as it was a cold morning.Getting out of the car almost at the same time with Amelia, Shirley’s head turned to the gateman who had let them in as the man had started to approach them after closing the gate.“Ma’am Blakes, your father is inside and he is furious,” the man who seemed to be in his late forties informed. Shirley only gave him a light nod, her expression neutral before she turned to Amelia who had walked round after getting out of the driver’s seat and was now standing beside her.The previous day, even before Amelia had arrived in the house, Shirley had told her personal maid Eva, that she was just going to be hanging out with her friend, that is Amelia and would leave with her as soon as she came but that wasn’t all, knowing that
Shirley stayed in her father's embrace for a few more minutes before she pulled away from him. "I should go get ready for school," she muttered, rising. He gave her a light nod. She started to leave but he called her name, "Shirley," and she halted, turning to him. "Are you by any chance intimately involved with that Maxwell Conat?" he asked and she swallowed, his question had sure taken her by surprise. "Ummm… I," she didn't know what to say. Judging by the conversation she had overheard between Max and her dad just the previous day, she wasn't sure if her dad approved of her being with Max or not. But then, hadn't he been the one to propose that they get engaged in the first place. She smirked. "Shouldn't we be? Considering you wanted us to get engaged, remember?" she replied, a hidden taunt in her voice. "About that…" Mr Blakes' voice trailed off and he heaved in a deep breath. "I don't even know if I want that anymore," he said and she sighed softly. Maybe he hadn't found ou
Shirley's bodyguards were following closely behind as the two girls; Shirley and Amelia walked down the corridor, heading towards the university's building exit. Amelia couldn't help but notice the stares of admiration being passed to Shirley occasionally by other students, even lecturers. No one dared approach her though. Not with the bodyguards protectively following behind them. "You know we have to lose them, right?" Amelia spoke in a voice almost a quiet whisper and Shirley turned to look at her, immediately knowing that she was referring to the bodyguards following them. "You are witch. Can't you like make them drop asleep or something? Like you did to me, huh?" was Shirley's quiet comeback, her voice taunting. Amelia first let out a soft chuckle before saying, "Of course I could but imagine them suddenly falling asleep behind us in front of all these students around us, would that be considered normal? Or are you planning on giving all these lovely students of this prestigio
Shirley first gave Amelia an incredulous look, and then drew a sharp breath before moving towards the car. When she got to it, she passed the smiling Amelia a quick glance before she proceeded to bend her body slightly, both her hands stretched out and reaching under the car to grip on it, and then she started to lift it, her eyes widening in shock as the car was lifted to the air easily. She turned to Amelia, excitement dancing in her eyes as she slowly put the car back down. It dropped down with a thud and Amelia frowned, rushing towards the car to check if any damage had been done to it. "It wouldn't kill you to be careful… Want to damage my car!" she exclaimed as she moved from one part of the car, to the other, checking it out frantically. "Says the girl who asked me to lift the car in the first place! And let's not forget, you did just throw a dagger at me!" Shirley retorted, glaring at Amelia. She really just didn't get the girl. She was frustrating as hell. Helpful yeah. But