The woman watched me quietly after the scream had died on my lips before she cackled once, like a firecracker going off.“Celebrating already? Party's hardly even started yet.” The woman chuckled in a sinister voice, as she shook the black talon of one finger at me, somehow seeming closer than she was before I’d blinked.“Who the fuck are you?” I panted, feeling my canines extend as I took a cautionary step back, my heart, beating bruises under my skin. The light seemed to leave the woman’s face as she cranked her neck sideways with loud snapping sounds.I knew then who she was. The Wild, Wicked Hag of the Mountains.I could tell from the way her body seemed to undulate freakishly, a stain to the normal eyes.She had to have been nearly a millennia old, but she hardly looked her age, the skin on her face-what I could see of it as the forest canopy blocked the leftover burnt-sepia light the rising moon provided- was a fine-lined coffee brown.The hag clapped, nodding her head in the si
“One count of kidnapping, one count of illegal imprisonment, two counts of neglect and abuse... Need I say more your highness?” I chirped cheekily, my smile fading when one almond-shaped eye twitched violently. I was getting ballsy with my mouth again, it was hard not to. There was just something about being kidnapped by unstable, ancient beasts that REALLY made you want to push bright red buttons.“You're going to stay here Nola, you're stuck whether you like it or not, and if you think for a moment-” The Lycan growled and I cut him off with a haughty sigh because no one was going to boss Nola Reynolds around, Lycan or house rat.“I'm not one of your little ponies Lycan, you can't keep me here against my wish and then fucking Stockholm me into liking it, like you did with the other girls! I'm 'not nobody's damn pussy.” I ground out, flailing my arms about in the space between us before something flashed in the Lycan’s dust-colored eyes and he gripped me violently by the hair.“Now y
Hector“Fucking wolf village maidens were going to be the death of me!” I grunted, slamming the door to my room shut so that it shook on its hinges, and alas! What do you know? The witch was waiting for me just off to the side.“Speak Jules.” I snapped when she didn't immediately speak, watching me instead as I emptied my pockets on the old wood of the nightstand.“You let her go.” The wally witch mused cryptically, folding her knotted hands under the flap of her servant uniform.“Anything more you care to add to the headlines?” I chipped sarcastically, whirling away from her to focus on the milk-white cast of the room that looked slightly off.Like someone had had their nose in my business seconds before I pulled the knob.I turned to look the cave keeper witch in the eye, my fury hitting the mountain peak of my patience as I felt my fists tighten by my sides.“Jules, why are you here?” I hissed through clenched teeth, licking the fanged canines that had started to extend dangerously
Nola Reynolds I’d been lying in bed with my eyes closed, minding my damn business when I heard the rattle of the gold door knob before it flew open.”You sick, psycho bitch!” The blonde girl with cerulean blue eyes cursed, her raven black dress flowing out beside her captivating me for a moment before I felt the flat of her palm connect with my cheeks. I'd turned them to her like an idiot.Now, I always told my first-timers two very important things that took Nola Reynolds from a baleful countryside girl to a fucking demon faster than you could spell N-a-r-n-i-a. Putting your paws on me, and putting your paws in my food.“Did you just hit me?” I choked out, sliding my hand to the sting I was sure had reddened my cheeks before getting up and circling her.“One more word from your filthy mouth and I'd backhand you to the galaxies bitch!” She screamed, her blue eyes flashing and the white saliva that had collected on one side of her lips distracting me again.There’d been only one way
Nola Reynolds.The orange streak of the rising sun fell in slants through the large pane of the window, bouncing off the glossy brown walls and into my sleep-deprived eyes.I'd stayed awake for what must have been hours, fitting in and out of sleep restlessly before I'd finally thrown my hands up to plunge into the washroom’s ice bath.I hadn't heard the shuffling in the main room until I turned off the stream, my head cranked to the side sharply. Whoever it was had dropped something, clattering to the floor loosely before I flew out of the porcelain tub with the soft towel that fell a tad too short wrapped around me.“What the fuck-” I gaped, recognizing the brown hooves I'd seen previously before looking up at the woman with the heart-shaped face that had perched herself on my bed.”Who are you?” I hissed, wrapping the towel tighter about myself when she hadn't replied immediately, instead taking the time to let her eyes travel over my still-dripping body.A small part of me was pi
It was weird. I was sitting on the foamy comforter of the bed, panting with a chill in my spine, the shiny rivulets of sweat running down my bare back into the cool, white capri pants I'd slept in, and almost certain I had turned out the lights that were now blazing at full beam.It was a scream I had heard was it not? Screams tended to carry across the hollow cave walls better than the outside.It took me longer than I’d have liked for me to realize the soft progressive creaking noise was coming from the half-open double doors of my room.I resisted the urge to immediately bolt for Nola's room to check on her. I had to be logical about this, impartial. It was what my father would have wanted, however much I hated him, his system, and teachings, stuck.“What the fuck?” I whispered more to myself than the unresponsive redwood, steadying the door before throwing it wide open and stalking into the brightly lit passageway.Someone had come into my room while I was asleep, and left my head
Nola ReynoldsThe werewolf Lycan narrowed gray eyes at me before he very slowly pushed the door closed behind him. “I-is everything okay?” I stammered, crossing the hand that was bleeding behind my back when he sauntered in with all the air of a lazy bobcat.I was still trying to process what I’d seen inside the cave walls. The memory from what must have been only minutes past was how an odd jumble in my head.I'd pushed open the hidden wall, snatching up a lone candle from the ornate golden candelabra that'd been flickering beside the mirror vanity and climbing my way through when the odd thumping started.“Fucking hell.” I choked, freezing as I tried to gauge the direction it was coming from. You had to be a serious looney case to be banging through a millennia mass of rock and connecting hard enough for it to resonate, even if it was hollow in some places like the dresser.The light of the candle flickered dangerously when a cold breeze drifted through and I cupped a hand to the
Hector The first time my heart had beat off sync was years ago when my father had backhanded me hard across the face. We’d been camping out between the mountain land trees for a good minute when the white fur of a rabbit scuttled past and I caught a whiff of its earthy scent.“There's your cue boy, Go!” He thundered, the massive jaws of his wolf had already begun to water a little on the sides and I took off my hind legs connecting with the bramble-covered rocks like there was lightning at my heels.I could hear the earth moving behind me as I wound through crooked trees that seemed to bend back on their black-spotted tree barks to get out of my way as I pounced at the rabbit in a split second.“Yes! Yes! Now, the way I taught you! Get the neck first!” The granite in my father's baritone had notes of silvery glee laced through it as I trapped the rabbit between my large paws.”Go on! Snap the neck with your teeth! Like i shown you!” He bellowed when he saw me hesitate.It was the wh