Chapter 36 - Shadows of Destiny

The Moon that night was like a silver plate polished and brushed in the finest way. Its reflection in the water was crystal clear and waited for your heart to be put like a piece of meat, given on the altar of werewolves.

Michael waited by the window with his phone on the windowsill. In the cold metal light, he looked like a knight awaiting his duel the next day.

Flexy didn’t sleep, nor did Jasmine. They both had mixed feelings towards Michael and didn’t know what to think about him.

There was something in Michael that made them attracted to him. Except for a young, strong body, they were captivated by his sensitivity as they had never met another man, ready to open up in front of other women.

Was it a sign of weakness or proof that he was special? They couldn’t figure it out, both in their separate worlds of thoughts.

After meeting Bianca, Michael started to look at girls in a different way. Instead of the objects of lust, he saw something more in them - a human being who must be lov