“I swear to you…that I won’t harm you. I admit I’ve been told to bring you back before the Queen…but you’ve refused to return so rest assured that I’ve discarded that order.” Jack said, staring at the distance Denise had created between them with a frown. “You don’t need to be wary of me.” He sighed. “For now, get some rest and I’ll keep watch. The wolves sent out with me are pretty far behind, but if they do come close, I’ll wake you immediately.” Denise held her bag tighter against her chest, her eyes never leaving Jack’s face. He seemed genuine, but the look on the face and that of the heart could be different. She couldn’t continue to be naive. For some reason, after sending her away, they were looking for her again. Perhaps, Jack’s strategy was getting her to trust him and then stabbing her in the back. She knew she couldn’t put that past him.But…somehow, she could feel herself leaning towards trusting him anyway. He was the only one who opened his mouth to speak for her. Not h
Denise bit her lip. It was the most he’d ever spoken in one go and yet, she thought it would’ve been better if he didn’t speak at all. Was he rubbing this in her face? Years ago, before the tragedy and even now, no one could tell what Justin was thinking because he only smiled or frowned a few rare times. Nonetheless, Denise had caught on to a few things he liked: sweets, books and movies. She didn’t remember much in regards to him, but he was very invested when it concerned those, especially fantasy books, so she always tried to make him happy by using those interests. Now that she thought of it…she must’ve been annoying, although he never made it seem that way. Denise shook away her thoughts and glared over at him, “Why do you care? You didn’t even glance at me when I was close to dying back there, so why are you here now? Have you come to laugh at me? Or have y---”“Had father listened to me…” He continued, disregarding her words, “…this would not have happened. I told him not t
Among all the species in existence, the one who held the most power and strength…were the wolves. Or so they thought. Their reign was rivaled by another smaller, but powerful species; witches. Because of their small number, werewolves barely knew much about them or how far their power could strive. The uncertainty on whether they were superior, made them naturally fear them all. They pushed for a treaty to be made between them, one that would last for hundreds of years to come. And fortunately for the wolves, the witches had easily stretched their hand. But…that was barely enough to comfort them…especially the royals. Rather than peace between the species…they wanted to get rid of the potential threat completely. Over the years, the Alpha Queen gained their trust but soon returned that with merciless destruction. Taking advantage of the period when a witch’s power was the weakest, she gathered her army and wreaked havoc upon their covens. Lives were lost on both sides, but ultimat
A child. They slept together several times, yet the thought had never even crossed her mind before Justin mentioned it. How was she supposed to process the possibility? In a time like this…where she hated her life more than anything, how could she even think to carry another into this chaos? Someone like her…did not deserve to mother an innocent child. Clutching her belly in her trembling arms, Denise moved slowly through the forest. She hadn’t spoken a single word in more than an hour, so Jack was beginning to think her brother had done something. “Denise…” His feet stopped their movement as he looked back at her, breaking the silence, “…You’ve been lost in your thoughts ever since your brother left. Are you sure we can trust him?”Denise, who had not realized he stopped moving, ended up bumping into his hard back., the hit bringing her mind back to that which was in front of her. She scurried a few steps back immediately and rubbed her forehead, mumbling a soft apology through h
In a secluded place on the outskirts of a small town, a frail woman sat in the middle of a dim-lit room, the chains on her hands jingling as her palms wrapped around a large crystal ball. She chanted inaudible words from her chapped lips and pushed herself up onto her knees, wincing when the hard floor jabbed into her open wounds.“This time…” A voice split through the air as the door slammed aside and a figure veiled by darkness entered the room. “This time…you’d better give me results!” The enraged tone made the woman quickly scurry back with the crystal in her hands. As soon as she was at a safe distance from the door, she lowered her gaze. “Y-Yes!” She stuttered, “I’ve done everything within my power to find the cursed child and I’ve finally gotten a trace! Her last location was in a forest far from here…but…” She pressed her palms together, sweating profusely.“But?” The figure loomed over her, their vicious eyes digging into her soul.“S-Suddenly…my eyes can’t reach her.” She
** 5 years later* “Jaxson!” Denise descended the stairs like a bull, her black hair in a messy bundle at the top of her head and her nostrils flaring. She rounded the corner and as soon as her eyes landed on Jack who was doing a very poor job hiding behind the counter, her body instantly lunged, fingers gripping his ear and twisting as hard as she could. He squealed as soon as she caught him, his hands flying up in surrender. “W-Wait. WAIT! Ow!”“Jack, I told you not to let him out of your sight!”“And I didn’t, I swear! I had eyes on him the whole time!”“You’re telling me Josh’s mom allowed a twenty eight year old, big ass dude to join a kid’s sleepover?”He shrugged. “Why not? She thinks I’m adorable. She’s even convinced I’m in my teens.”Denise glared at him. Her fingers twisted his ear a little harder before finally letting go with a click of her tongue. “You’re a pretty shitty baby-sitter. Remind me not to leave Trey alone with you again.”“You don’t me
It was almost 5pm when they arrived back at the house from the park. Trey had fallen asleep on the way back and somehow, he also ended up shifting in the middle of his sleep. He couldn’t control his shifts but he had never gone feral in his wolf form.Denise smiled as she pushed the door to his room open with her feet before stepping inside with him in her arms. She settled him on his bed and with her hands on either side of him, she dipped down, pressing her lips to his soft fur. This was his sixth shift and she had been with him all those times, but even now, she couldn’t stop herself from fawning over how beautiful his wolf form was. Black fur with a spec of red around his little snout, he looked majestic.“Beautiful…” She whispered, leaning back. She moved her fingers to the top of his head, running it through his fur gently enough to not wake him. She liked seeing him like this, but at the same time, she hoped he’d never shift again anytime soon. His eyes…were the problem. He had
The club was as chaotic as it’d always been, but the sweaty wolves over the dance floor were a little less thick than usual and though the noise level was high and incredibly annoying to Denise, it wasn’t as bad as other days. From that, she should’ve known…someone powerful was present.But how could she have even guessed…that she would’ve met Kain?His scent was masked but the tingles alone gave it away. Denise stood as stiff as a board whilst Kain stood behind her, his arms around her waist and his breath whisking over the skin of the cheek and neck. She felt his heat against her and the thumps of his heart as it drummed rapidly inside his chest.“These tingles…are as nice as ever. Even your scent…” He spoke again, his arms tightening around her waist enough that the hold became slightly painful. The pain was like a slap back to reality and in an instant, the fire in Denise’s eyes lit up, the veins in her arms popping. She pulled her arm back, slamming her elbow into his abdomen. A