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47: Please Tell Me It Isn't Werewolf Blood
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Of Teeth and Claws 48:But If I Belong To Any Pack, To Any Wolf, It Would Be To Gideon and Nox.
“I want to go home?” I whine.“You can barely stand,” Wes argues back.“That’s not true.” I can stand, but it’s as if he doesn’t want me to. He’s been crowding me. Hovering. He’s lying to my face and boxing me. “I just want to be in my own bed…” my words die off as my gaze flickers to Levi.I might keep the rest of my words to myself, but Levi knows. What I want most is to get away from wolves. But they’re everywhere. Wes is always here and every time the door opens when he or Levi come and go, there are always wolves in the halls.Levi tries to give me peace of mind, “I’ll speak to the doctor. I don’t see it being a problem.” His words are cautious and almost forced. He’s told me that more times than I can count in the last two days. Does he know something I don’t? Am I not allowed to leave?“Why do we need to ask permission? It’s like I’m being held captive.” The frustration that boils within me tries to explode. It has me jumping to my feet, which I immediately regret. The stitches
Of Teeth and Claws 49: I Shuffle Inside To Find The Eye Of The Storm
Driving up on the house, my stomach turns to knots. It’s in the early morning hours and I have no idea if she’s sleeping inside or if the house is empty. Exhaustion has my mind racing and my heart fluttering. All the different possible outcomes have me dizzy. Sitting in the car, I begin to rethink my plan. Why am I here? Searching for family. For a place to belong. To fill the emptiness of losing a part of myself. A part that was taken away from me. A part I’m stupidly desperate to take back. Staring at the house, I heave in a few breaths before finally gathering enough courage to exit the car. With slow cautious steps, I approach the house thinking about what I’m going to say. Whether or not I should ring the doorbell or knock or maybe just turn around and go somewhere else. But before I can decide, I notice the door is cracked open. Panic overtakes logic. Not a single thought or reason stops me from entering the house and calling out for her. Even in the darkness that shrouds the
Of Teeth and Claws 50: Where Is He?
The faint echo of my name piques my attention, but not enough to get my eyes to open. They call for me. Over and over again, but I remain immobile, drifting further and further into sleepiness. I can feel the stomping of feet race against the floorboards. They step right next to me, but I can’t get my eyes open to look at them.It could be Twyla coming to get revenge. It could be Cato coming to finish the job. “Nova. Nova, how-” A pair of arms latch onto me. They’re not clawing at me, but they do tug and prod. “I got you, baby. I got you.”Scooped off the ground, my aches and pains have my breath hitching. He shushes me as he gathers me in his arms and retreats from the room. “Gideon,” I mutter. “I’m not dead,” I mumble.A chuckle sounds under his breath and rumbles within his chest. “No, you’re not,” he agrees as he lays me in the backseat of a car. “I need you to try to stay awake, okay.” His plea is said on a shaky breath. Am I in that bad of shape? Am I scaring him?All I can mus
Of Teeth and Claws 51: To Feel His Hands On Me. To Have His Mouth Devour Me.
I can ignore the heavy rustling and the mutter of words, but the slam of the door startles me awake. Crawling out of bed, shuffling across the room, rubbing my eyes to clear my sleepy vision away, I spot Nox in the living room.A smile spreads across my face and my heart beats out of my chest. The relief in seeing him has me lightheaded. He hasn’t noticed me yet and I’m struck dumbfounded, unable to speak. I’m frozen in place watching him.He’s clearly drunk as he sways on his feet while struggling with taking his t-shirt off. Frustrated at his lack of coordination, he bickers with himself. Giving up, he drops down onto the couch, kicking up his feet.“Nox,” I quietly say into the room, finally finding my voice. He doesn’t answer. Did he fall asleep? Creeping further out of the bedroom, I approach the couch, “Nox,” I repeat a little louder this time.A deep groan fills the room. It’s hard to tell if it's from annoyance or rage. “Jesus, Nexus. I knew I should’ve took your fucking key a
Of Teeth and Claws 52: Prologue
Nexus and I leave the pack house for the city. With appointments for manicures and a hair appointment, I start to relax. Nexus’s smile is contagious. Her happiness is infectious. I don’t know what she sees in Silas or if there was a choice in the matter when it comes to werewolf mates. With happiness comes sadness though. It was saying goodbye to Levi. Telling him that I was moving back to Fairbanks crushed him. It crushed me, but it had to be done. I’ve missed so much already. Tariq and Cato took so much away from me and Levi knew he couldn’t do the same. From the minute I stepped foot here everything was slowly putting itself back together. I found my family and I couldn’t be more grateful. And being maid of honor for Nexus feels right. It feels normal. After our nails are done and our hair is styled, we head back to the pack house. Only Gideon and a few random pack members are there. The twins and Nox are at Nexus and Silas’s house in wait for the wedding to start. Gideon greets
Of Teeth and Claws 1: Is This Like The Empty Promises You Always Make
(Song: Up by Adelitas Way, New Medicine) Running from your past can be tiresome. Necessity, but not always easy. Sometimes it comes barreling right back at you, full speed with teeth and claws. My past has caught up to me and facing it leaves me sick and heartbroken. A swift kick to my luggage sends it tumbling down the steps. Reluctantly, I follow behind it. “See, I did pack, are you happy?” I groan to my father. I didn’t want to and I didn’t pack as much as I should have, but every time I tried I grew more and more nauseous. “I don’t see why I have to go anyways.” “You haven’t seen your grandmother…or your sister in nearly eight years.” He reaches his hand out, his fingers brushing my freshly dyed ashy platinum blonde hair aside. “She misses you.” He means my grandmother, not my sister. Twyla hates me. As if I was the one that tore our family apart. Wolves. That’s who tore our family apart. Literally and figuratively. And going back to the very town where our mother was murdered
Of Teeth and Claws 2: No One Wants To Die Because They Had Fun
(Song: Hunted by Egypt Central) The racing of my heart has my blood coursing loudly through my veins. The hum deafens me to the shouting bodies and playful banter. Black spots blind me to everything else besides my friends who wave and holler at my approach. Their attention is just short of a billboard and big flashing red arrow pointing down at me. As long as I’m here I’ll never relax. I’m in a hotel for crying out loud. How would they even know I’m here? But no matter where I am, how few people know I’m here, as long as I’m in Fairbanks, the choking tightness in my chest won’t dissipate until I’m safely back in Cromwell. On shaky legs, I finally make it to Lyra and Eden. Once I plop down onto the lounger next to Lyra who immediately starts pressuring me to come in the pool with her, but I politely decline. She got me out here, she should be happy enough. I’m not used to or comfortable around so many people, so many strangers, especially here. She hops up to her feet and joins Ed
Of Teeth and Claws 3: Tell That To The Wolf That Murders Me In My Sleep Nearly Every Night
Ugh. Blindly, I grope the nightstand for the phone that has obnoxiously woken me up. My shaky fingers knock the earpiece off the base. Thankfully, it’s a really old phone and it dangles off the edge by its cord. “Hello.” I holler into the room as I reach for it. I can hear Lyra yelling through the little speaker hole, “Get your butt down here. Now.” “What time is it?” It feels like I just got into bed. “How did you get this number? Why are you even calling this phone?” “You didn’t answer your cell. Now get ready. It’s well after ten and we’re going shopping.” I knew I was going to have to leave at some point in time. I would prefer that it wasn’t today….or tomorrow or the day after or the day after that. “Whatever, I’ll be down in a minute.” Or maybe two or three or thirty. She starts a countdown, “sixty. Fifty nine. Fifty eight.” Groping for the dangling phone, I manage to hang up before she gets to fifty five. I’ll definitely be down way after she hits zero. It takes me a minu
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