~YULIAI had never been to a place like this before. I was wracked with anxiety and excitement plus a little fear because I had no idea how tonight was going to end. I was not even scared when these big burly men approached me with hunger in their eyes. I felt revolted by the way they were leering at me with their lust filled eyes. However, I was not afraid of them, they were humans and I was not. I could even take them on even if they decided to try anything. But that was not going to be the case tonight.I looked at their jacket to see if they were part of the motorcycle gang I was looking for but they were not. “Who is blind enough to leave you all by yourself on a night like this?” The one to my left drawled. His breath stank of alcohol and I suppressed a gag. He was leaning on the wall by my left while his partner in crime was to my right.I shrugged. “I came alone, I am just looking for a good time,” I said, giving my best innocent smile.“Well, you are in the right place, d
~YULIA “I could not help but overhear you talking to those poor men about Dark Magic,” Jordan said. He looked every bit like the predator he was. Oily black hair smoothened to the back, eyes that were brown and devoid of warmth, and an arrogant gait. “You were eavesdropping,” I pouted playfully.“Guilty as charged,” He said with a playful shrug. He licked his lips and looked at me from head to toe. “What did you say your name was again, darling?” He asked and I knew that he wanted to confirm who I was.I had a feeling that he already knew who I was. “I never told you my name,” I said with a shrug. “Not until you tell me about this biker gang of yours,” I added.“Fair enough,” He said with a slight nod. “You mind joining us at the VIP section, Miss?” He asked and jerked his thumb at the upper floor of the bar. There I could see the rest of his motorcycle crew.“Depends if you are more of a gentleman than those two on the floor,” I replied.“Oh, I can assure you, Miss, we do not bi
~ISSAI watched everything. I was impressed by the way Yulia dispatched those two assholes and I was even more impressed by how calm she had been when our preys revealed themselves. It was hard maintaining a conversation with these random horny women but I knew I had to because I did not want to blow my cover.I watched the rapist approach Yulia and all my wolf sense heightened up so much that the women recoiled in fear as they felt my powerful aura. They could not understand what was happening but I had somehow changed before their eyes. It was the Lycan effect. One by one, they left me alone as they made up flimsy excuses about using the ladies’ room. I merely nodded as I was left alone.I saw that the rapist was leading her up the stairs and I followed, making sure to mix with the crowd to conceal myself. I spotted Miles having fun with a bunch of women who were laughing hard at one of his lame jokes and I rolled my eyes. He threw me a wink to let me know that he was aware of what
~ISSAI could smell things no other werewolf can perceive. Emotions. I loved the smell of fear the most. These men had no idea what they were in for. I could literally see Iran smiling with the glee of death as he watched from within me.“Who is the fucker?” The rapist scoffed as he said, looking at his men in confusion.“Are you high?” Stone asked coldly. “My friend said to get the fuck out of here.” “Tell me who your friends are, and I will tell you who you are,” I quoted.“What?” The ex-cop said with a puzzled look.“Your friend rapes people Mr. Verne,” I said.A look passed among the men. I sniffed. Worry. A dark smile played across my lips.“I’d choose better friends if I were you,” I said, taking a few steps forward.“How do you know my name?” The ex-cop asked and reached into his jacket to produce a gun of his own. He pointed it at me.I could sense Miles somewhere in the shadows but I could not sense Jamal yet. I had a feeling he was around.“I know all your names,” I repl
~YULIA I was afraid. The violence was becoming easier. It was almost like second nature to me now. I was scared that I was going to lose myself to it if care was not taken. I was afraid that I was just going to be as ruthless as Issa. This night alone, I had injured three humans and werewolf and the truth was that they had all deserved it. Iris was in the hospital fighting for her life due to a third degree burn all over her body because she attacked my human best friend, Lana.The other three were men I had met in a place, a bar called Death Valley. They were sexist pigs who preyed on defenceless women and I felt no remorse knocking their ass out cold.“Have you always had those ropes?” I asked curiously as Miles bound a semi-conscious Stones.“I never leave home without it,” Miles said as he fully secured the ex-soldier.I felt no pity looking at Verne who had three knives in him, with one pinning his hand painfully to the ground. He was losing a lot of blood.Gaines was still u
~YULIA The ride back home had been a silent one. Miles and Jamal went their own way, while Issa took us home. I could tell that he had been very angry about our lack of breakthrough with the people who wanted me dead.“It seems like we are back to square one,” I told him as we entered the house. I noticed that the walls have been repainted and new art works have been hung. “Not necessarily, now I know that there is a pattern,” he said as he sat down on the sofa.“What do you mean?” I asked him, curious.“This is the second time we have witnessed men burning up, it means someone is behind the scene and they have access to powerful magic,” he replied. “Powerful enough to burn men up from a very long distance.”It was strange. “The secrets they are hiding must be that bad if they are burning up the men they hire like matchsticks,” I said.“Or they are doing everything in their power to stay hidden, but I will find them.”It was one in the m
~YULIAHeavy and vicious blows rained down on my head and chest.One caught me clean on my chin and my head bounced on the hard grass. I almost went unconscious until another one snapped me fully alert. I brought my wrists up and guarded my head.Leia’s punches were hard as they made contacts with my raised arm. She was sitting on top of me as she released hits after hits of furious punches.“Leave her alone,” I heard Ashley yell but it was more of an echo.Leia raised her right hand up to strike me but I used that to jerk my hips up pushing her off balance. I grabbed her by her Ash blazer and pulled her sideways to the left until I successfully got her off me.I shot to my feet and
~YULIA “So, you want to hang out with us just to get down and rough with her uncle?” Ashley asked the twins with a puzzled expression on her face.“We do not expect you to understand our ways, witch girl,” One of the twins said with pure disdain in her voice. I wanted to tell them that they were both too late for that but I knew that I could not tell them that I was already mated and what they were trying to ask was next to impossible. I shuddered as I imagined the both of them and I with Issa together as one fucked up family.Ashley turned to me with more questions on her face. “Is this a normal thing with werewolves?” she asked me.I shook my head. “Not really, it is more of a Lycan thing. Some werewolf families give their daughters to Lycans to get impregnated, and these two here,” I said pointing at the Rasputin twins. “Were unfortunately chosen by their families to be baby factories for my uncle’s seed.” “So that is why you are both being ni
~ISSA What did Rogers want from my Yulia? What was his end game? Sooner rather than later, we were going to have to meet face to face. “So, it seems like your lawyer has abandoned you,” I said to a quivering Agatha. “Still, I have not been given a reason as to why my sister had to die.”“We can not tell you, Lycan,” Bailey said in a hard tone. “A painful death awaits us if we talk to anyone about it.”“I am guessing going up in flames is part of it?” Yulia asked with deadly sarcasm. Agatha widened her eyes in surprise. “Yeah a few of your people have gone up in flames recently,” I said, confirming her suspicion.“And it seems that you are next in line to go to hell,” Yulia added. “You will tell me why my mother had to die by your hands.”“We can not tell you who leads us although you will be surprised if you do,” Agatha replied. “But Rogers is a big part of it, he has all the answers we cannot give you.”“How predictable, Rogers abandons
~ISSAI felt Iran clawing his way slowly to the surface of my mind. ‘Witch blood,’ he whispered hungrily at the deep ends of my psyche. He and I could feel the tension coming off the bartender. Iran and I could smell her fear as we both watched with dark humour as she thought of her options. She had none.“You need to make up your mind,” Yulia said in a hardened tone. I could feel her rage as she glared at the Bartender. The lady beside me sat rigidly as fear coursed through her. These two women were involved in the death of my beloved sister and I would do anything and everything within my power to make sure that they paid.The bartender looked around at the bar helplessly as it dawned on her slowly and surely. There was no one here to help her. She was cornered. I knew that her right hand was still on the shot gun hidden behind the bar counter but she as well as I knew that it would do nothing to help her. There was a lot at stake and it would be bad for business if word got out
~YULIA“Ward endangerment?” I asked in disbelief. “Is he being serious?” I was beyond confused by the legal action Mr. Rogers took against Issa. “Does he even have the power to do that? He knows you’re a Lycan after all.”Apparently, the letter that had been delivered to Issa came from Mr Rogers. The content made no sense to me. Why did Mr Rogers suddenly want to take him to court?He was the one who convinced me to move in with Issa in the first place. I felt a migraine forming in my head just from thinking about it.“Only if he has a legal interest in your case,” Issa answered as he drove us away from the school. “I knew that slimy son of a bitch was up to something,” Issa added.I looked at him. “Is there anyone you actually like?” “Yeah, you,” he answered as he pressed down on the accelerator, increasing the speed of the car.I noticed the anger in Issa’s eyes even if he was trying to mask it. Anyone would have been angry had they been in our shoes. I was just surprised by how ca
~ISSAEach body was missing something. A heart was missing from one body, another a liver, another a spleen and another the eyes. It was one of the bloodiest things I had ever seen. There was a yellow police tape to create a boundary to prevent the public from getting closer but I could still see flashes of pictures being taken and phones held high to record the gory scene.The school security team was doing its best to keep back the people but it was of no use. I could not blame the onlookers. I caught sight of Davina and Albus having a tense discussion with Jamal. I understood that it was a bad look on the Chancellor because this abomination happened right under his nose and in his school. I looked at Yulia who seemed lost and distraught at the gory sight before her. I could literally feel the emotional turmoil she was currently going through.“It would seem that someone is boldly trying to reenact the war we tried so very hard to stop and prevent,” Albus said as he joined me in w
~YULIAI could not breathe as I watched. Was this how my mother died? Bloody and alone with no one to help her? “No,” I croaked as tears welled up my eyes. Issa said nothing as he followed Mom into the house. I watched with a broken heart as she limped with agony written all over her bloody cut up face. She held onto her left wrist where the hand had been cut off as she struggled. Who could have done this?A rustle of leaves took our attention away and we saw figures clad in hooded black robes following Mom into the house. Witches. They were in no hurry. They walked like they had all the time in the world. “Why did anyone not notice this was happening?” I whispered as pain coursed through me.Issa watched with his fist balled up. He said nothing as he silently watched the whole thing. Mom pushed the door with her shoulder releasing a painful grunt as she entered the house. The hooded figures, eight in number, followed her into the house. I ran into the house and towards them.
~YULIA“What was that all about?” I asked as Issa drove us home. He did not reply as he glared ahead of the long road in front of us. I figured that he was not in the mood to talk about it so I settled back into my seat and watched the road.“That was my past,” he said abruptly as he stopped by a red light. I turned to him to hear more. “My father, before he passed away, made some promises. I was just a young cub back then.”“And you do not intend to fulfil this promise,” I replied. I knew the kind of person he was. Issa hated being forced or coerced to do anything against his will. It was part of his Lycan gift and curse.“I see no point in it,” He replied.“What was the promise about?” I asked him.“You remember the war of the black rose?” He asked. I nodded, my interest piqued. “It was not a short war, Yulia, it was a very long war, the longest supernatural conflict to ever occur in the history of werewolves and witches. So many people died, friends, allies, families, it took my
~YULIAMy world was filled with constant danger. It was something that I had no choice but to get used to. Somewhere along the line, I knew that I had no happily ever after in my fate. Ever since I had been Mated in secret to Issa and his dark wolf, Iran, I had been targeted now more than ever.I had no idea who was chasing us but I knew why. They wanted me dead. They wanted my blood and they would do anything to get it…to spill it. Issa violently swerved the car till he was facing his pursuers. He killed the engine as the four cars spread out to corner us. The large river was behind us. We were trapped.Issa opened the glove compartment and brought out a large silver handgun. It was so big; I knew that I needed two of my hands just to hold it. He clicked the safety off and looked at me.“Stay beside me.” He opened up the door. I did the same and followed him till we reached the front of the car. He had tucked the gun in at the back of his waistband. Then he sat fearlessly on the h
~YULIAI felt him before I saw him.His scent assailed my nose and my wolf ears perked up in excitement. Every day, I felt new things whenever I laid my eyes on him. Sometimes, I saw clearer, other times, I smelled things much better. With him, a myriad of experiences always happened to me. He was leaning against his black Porsche as the wind blew his long hair in waves.“Issa,” Jamal said, breaking the effect.“Detective,” Issa replied curtly.I still did not get why the
~YULIA“Death is not really the end,” said the professor that stood on the podium.He was a man in his late sixties with a balding head. I was not really paying much attention to him until he said those six words. He was in a black grey coat with matching suit pants and black leather shoes.“It is just the beginning of another journey in another realm,” he continued. “In fact, there are ways in which you can communicate with the dead if you follow the right steps.”An excited murmur erupted through the class. A