Jayden drove into the parking lot of the Meal Bites, a popular restaurant in Palm Springs City. He parked, turned to Alisa and smiled before turning and opening his car door to get out. He then went to Alisa’s side and opened the door for her, but she was stuck because she did not know how to unbuckle his seatbelt. He bent close to her and in one snap, she was loose. “Come with me, Miss Grant.” He said, offering her his hand. She took it, and once again his hand covered hers and led her into the restaurant. Once inside, everyone seemed to know him—waiters, customers, and all, and she blushed when she caught jealous looks from several women. They got to a table in the corner, and then he pulled out a seat for her. “Are you this chivalrous, Mr Wells?” Alisa asked with a smirk as she sat. “What do you think?” “I wonder if you are doing this just for me.” She said, sitting upright in her seat, her hands resting between her thighs, her eyes on him. Jayden smiled broadly and leaned b
He stopped his convertible by a lonely side of the road all of a sudden, after driving leagues away from Alisa’s home at top speed and exhaled deeply. That had turned out to be harder than he thought. She was the first woman in three years to charm him so much, and if he did not leave, he would have forgotten all the cherished memories he shared with Avana. If he had to admit it, it hurt to leave her like he was never there, but it was a necessity. He did not want to forget about Avana and act like she never existed, and it seemed good for Alisa too. She would keep her prized virginity, and complications would never arise from his wolf pack if he had a baby with a human. This emotion was coming at the right time. He needed to morph into his wolf form. He let all the pain he felt on leaving Alisa to envelop him and exaggerated it until it hurt in his chest. He then used his sharp wolf hearing to try to determine if anyone was close by. Once he heard nothing, he jumped out of his
The Lupercalia festival held in Palm Springs City usually started with the Alpha telling the story about the origin of the werewolves. Most times, the Alpha was an extremely good storyteller, and so in the darkness which they could see comfortably in, the wolves formed a large circle around him. He stood in the middle of it as the Alpha, the Betas formed an inner circle, the Lunas a third, ranking between the Betas and the rank below them, the Omegas, the largest group which formed the outermost circle, all seated in their wolf forms. The wolves also differed in size according to rank, with the Alpha being the largest, the Betas following, and the Lunas and Omegas having the same size. The higher a werewolf went through the ranks, the bigger it grew. Werewolves rose through their ranks by performing extraordinary feats, so if an Omega performed a deed considered heroic to the wolf pack, it was agreed to elevate him to be a Beta, which was not something that happened all the while,
Jayden moved closer to the white fur hidden amongst the many Lunas around him wanting to share in his kill as soon as he chose them. She stood there, unmoving and still yet watching him, her blue eyes steadily locking with his as she flipped her tail gently from side to side, her neck raised high like royalty, almost like she was waiting for him to come and choose her. He had never seen her before, and still yet this beautiful stranger was calling his soul to hers. Other Lunas had done several things to get his attention, had licked and come close to him, and she had done nothing but stand out. He went closer to her and brushed the side of his black fur against her white, enjoying the way the colours of their fur contrasted, black against white, his paws crunching the dried leaves on the ground as the light of the full moon shone on them. He tried to sniff her hind and detect her mood but she growled at him, causing him to move a step backwards. The other Lunas there had seen that
WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES SUITABLE FOR ADULTS ONLY*************************************************What they felt was an intense desire for each other. “I love you, Avana.” He moaned as he broke the kiss, panting and holding her tight to himself. He felt like he wanted to get into her skin, and even though he could feel her close to him, he still could not feel her enough. His bones were shifting in his body like he was about to morph, but he ignored it. “I love you too, Jayden.” She replied and pulled his face down towards hers. She did not want the kiss to end at all. If possible, she wanted it to last forever. His lips met hers again, and she held his face in her hands, her tongue dancing with his, her hands grabbing his waist and pulling him closer to herself. Feeling his erection against her was giving her a different kind of thrill, a kind of feeling she had never felt all her life. Jayden held her waist with one hand, his lips still on hers and pushed her in the
Jayden shook his wolf head as if to remove all the memories. The Lupercalia festival now barely had any meaning for him anymore, and he was just here because every wolf would be here. He joined the Betas in their sitting rank, still the youngest despite being twenty-seven years of age. Alisa would never replace Avana, he was sure. She had never read his mind or understood everything about him instantly the same way Avana had. She would never see him hunt, or watch him morph into his wolf form, or mate with him the way he wanted. They were from two different worlds that would never meet. He was a wolf and she was human. The full moon had just come out from behind the clouds, but he did not join in the joyful howling that followed. All of it meant nothing to him anymore but rather, the Lupercalia served to remind him of Avana more than anything because it was where he had found her five years before. The Alpha had flagged off the beginning of the hunt, and several wolves were setti
Alisa had flagged down a taxi that would take her back to the hospital after Jayden left, and as she sat alone in the back seat, she was constantly mopping her eyes with a handkerchief she had with her. She didn’t even understand why Jayden Wells leaving her hurt her so much, but it did. The windows of the taxi were shut, but the air conditioner was on, the taxi man seemingly concentrating on his driving. She was the only passenger, and it afforded her a kind of freedom to let her pain out. Her vision was already blurry, and she could see nothing but blurs of flashing lights of various neon colours that serenaded the nightlife. Something suddenly did not seem right, and the first was how fast the taxi seemed to be going. Alisa wiped her eyes again, and then looked around before it jumped out at her. The taxi driver had driven past the hospital. She reached over and touched him, but he made no move. “You have driven past the hospital, Sir,” Alisa said, her grip on his shoulder get
She heard it from a distance. Like the shattering of glass, and then the twisting of metal. And then the dark cloud over her lifted before a bright light came over her. “Alisa?” She heard a voice. “Mum, Dad? Are you here?” She answered despite all the confusion. She felt a finger graze her cheek, then move slowly to her eyes, wiping her tears. She blinked, and there was another cloud over her but this one seemed like it was here to protect her. “Alisa?” She heard her name again. The voice sounded familiar, and she blinked repeatedly for her vision to clear, and when it finally cleared, she could not believe it was who she thought it was. Why was Elliott Hansen here? He picked her up and held her in his arms, taking her gently out of the car. She looked around for the taxi driver and he lay still on the floor, blood oozing out of his head. “Thank you, Elliott.” She whispered amidst the haze and the ringing in her ears as she faded into oblivion. Her eyes blinked open in the h