I had no sleep the night before. But I had to get ready early for my morning shift at one of the bars that Ryan owned. He had given me all prior information about it. As I got ready and walked out of his mansion, I could not help but look around for him. He was not there. Neither were the rest of the inhabitants of that place. I saw the bots cleaning the floor and a gardener tending to the flower pots as I left. I was greeted by my boss at the bar. He explained the work there and I began preparing. I started setting up the bar, wiping down the counters and stocking up the glasses. Just then, a customer walked in."Hey there," I greeted with a smile."Hey, can I get a beer?" he asked."Sure thing," I said, grabbing a bottle and popping it open. As I poured it into a glass, the customer struck up a conversation with me."So, do you work here often?" he asked."No, I just started today. I will be working the day shift," I replied."That's cool. Is the owner around?" he inquired.
I sat in my dark room staring at the Wolf constellation as it looked back at me. It had been intense, and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to it than just a simple argument.All I wanted from Rose was a distraction from my hyper active emotions. An outlet for my heat. It seemed like her return to my life was about to upset the harmony of all my routines. Sherry... Sherizad, whatever. I sat there and began to think about the night with Rose . I hadn't missed the way Sherry had looked at me when I came home with her. It made me wonder if she was truly jealous.But why would she be jealous? It was not like she had already fallen in love with me or anything. The only feeling she harnessed towards me was hatred. Besides it was not like I had any feelings for Rose . She was just someone that I had hired for the night just like I had hired Sherry that day. What was going on inside Sherry's head? Or was it me that was over reacting? But then again, there was that loo
The Purple Moon Pack woke up in the middle of the night with the heavy ringing of their alarm system. There was an infiltration in their backyard. And the air reeked of fresh werewolf blood. Not an auspicious sign at all. Tristan surveyed the gruesome scene in front of him. The Greyhounds had struck again, leaving a trail of bloodied bodies in their wake. He turned to his second-in-command, Beta Victor."Any survivors?" he asked grimly.Victor shook his head. "None, Alpha. They came in fast and took everyone by surprise. These guards in our pack didn't stand a chance.That kids lived long enough to describe those monstrous wolves before he succumbed to his wounds. "Tristan clenched his jaw as he saw the severed limbs of the young lad still tremble with it's phantom pain. This was the third time the Greyhounds had attacked in the past month, and each time, they had grown bolder and more brutal. He knew he couldn't let this continue.He had been the one to let the point slide withou
"I don't care about being discreet. Whoever did this has decided to step on the wolf's tail. I don't even care about the money I lost, I just want to make them pay."It was a new challenge for Ryan. He was used to being the undisputed Lord of the underworld in his terrain. His foster father was out of the country minding some of his own business while Ryan ruled over his self proclaimed empire. Everybody shook with the mere mention of Ryan's name let alone dare to cross paths or stand against him. Yet somebody did just that. They tipped the marine officers about a cargo that Ryan was smuggling into the country. His ship was stopped at the previous dock. An insult to Ryan's reputation itself. "I understand how you feel. I can hardly keep my own nerves calm. But nobody knows about the tip off yet. They think the ship is stuck at regular custom check up. We don't want anybody else to know we got any competition. My boys are already on it. They will soon find out the bastard who
" That was dope! "Josh was over the moon with excitement. He had expected Ryan to do something out of the bag but he did not expect it to be that literal. Ryan however did not share his excitement. The show was done. The bracelet was acquired. He was busy admiring it's subtle shine, dangling it in the air, in front of him. Josh was like a big pup whenever he was excited. He was literally over Ryan. Scratching his thighs and waiting for his reaction. When he got none, he sat up. He too looked at the bracelet and then asked, " What's so special about this? "Ryan did not answer at first. But in his head he could not stop thinking why it indeed was so special amd unique." Do you wish to hear the real story behind this? "Ryan asked Josh, still looking at the bracelet, absent mindedly. Josh eagerly came forward. His puppy eyes watching like a curious child, " Of course I do. It really has a story? Is it a sad or happy one? "He asked. " You decide that. I can only do the nar
Ryan literally ran inside his home after jumping off his car even before it could brake. Sherry was standing at his porch with her hands over her hips. His sharp nose could easily pick up the oddity in the air. "Hey Ryan, what's the joke?"She haughtily asked. "What are you talking about, Sherry?"Ryan asked with his head arched in an angle at her manners. "Don't play dumb with me! My stuffs are missing, and I know you were the one behind it." "I have no idea what you're talking about. What stuff?"He literally was clueless. He looked impatient. But his impatience was not due to Sherry's accusations. He could sniff somebody else's presence. Somebody whose scent was not supposed to there. Somebody who did not belong to his household. "You know, my favorite lipstick, my phone charger, and my lucky socks and..."She hesitated. " And what? "" AND MY UNDERWEAR! "Sherry yelled with almost tears in her eyes. "They're all gone, and I bet you're behind it."She sat down with a t
The thing was there were no guards or even surveillance cameras on Ryan's premises. He never thought he needed one. Besides he lived there with his werewolf boys. They needed their privacy to morph or shed. Ryan needed to premises only to his pack. Besides, who would dare to ransack a mafia's terrain. What criminal would dare that? Not anyone clever not even a stupid one. Ryan could not deny Sherry's claims any longer after she made her point. The reddish finger marks were still very visible. And Ryan was as furious as he was annoyed. "ow dare they! " He hit the middle of his table with the back of his hand. Everything trembled and shook over it and it was about to fall. " They broke into my house? This is unacceptable!Did they forget who I am? I want answers"He yelled looking at poor Josh. "I want to know who's behind this!""Yes, boss. We'll find out. Let's start by reviewing the CCTV footage from the cameras on the roads leading to our house."Josh didn't look like i
Ryan led Sherry and his men through the empty streets until they arrived at the garage. As they entered, Sherry could barely see anything in the dark and desolate space.As she approached the garage, she felt an eerie sense of dread creep over her. The door creaked open with a rusty groan, revealing a dimly lit interior. The walls were lined with peeling paint, and the concrete floor was stained with oil and grime. The air was thick with the smell of gasoline and musty, damp earth.In the shadows, she could make out the silhouette of a car, its headlights casting a sickly yellow glow that flickered ominously. The walls were cluttered with tools and spare parts, their outlines indistinct in the low light. The ceiling was draped with cobwebs, and the corners are shrouded in darkness.As she stepped closer, her eyes began to adjust to the dim light, revealing the scattered debris and forgotten relics of a bygone era. A rusted gas canister rested in the corner, its label long since worn a