Hudson:
Leaving her behind earlier had been a mistake, my surprise still in the back of the car. Rushing out to the car, Marie lingered by her SUV. Chain smoking three cigarettes in a row, her hands trembled. Sucking in the nicotine, a cloud of smoke covered her severe features. Running her hands through her hair, a steady stream of curse words escaped her lips. Seeing her pissed me off, my inner wolf begging for me to rip her throat out.
"Why do you hate werewolves anyway?" I interrogated with intrigue, wanting to know what her fucking issue was. Taking a deep suck of her fourth cigarette, she exhaled her cloud into my face. A snarl curled on my lips, my hands waving the smoke out of the way. How rude could a fucking person be?
"A werewolf killed my entire family." She explained coldly, flicking her cancer stick to the loose dirt. "I have every right to kill every single one of you mutts. You are no better than the animals in the forest." My fists clenched to the point of blood dripping onto my black boots, my jaw tightening. Climbing into the driver's seat, a cloud of loose dirt rained over me as she peeled out of the driveway. Opening the trunk, my fingers wrapped around a medium sized black velvet box. Running back in, Evie's head was still buried into the table. Squeezing in next to her, my arms wrapped around her bump.
"Why does she have to be so human?" She mumbled under her breath, her loving gaze meeting mine. "Part of me wants to kill her, the other part wants to save her. Why am I so stupid?" Smiling warmly to myself, seeing her so distraught over an enemy matched her personality with perfection. Rubbing her back, my lips brushed the back of her neck. Of course my Evie would care for our enemy.
"You aren't stupid." I promised tenderly, sliding the box in my hands. "I had this made for you." Sitting up, her real smile brightened her face. Seeing her real smile always made my day, her eyes watching with anticipation as I opened it up. A white quartz wolf necklace shimmered in the yellow light of the diner, a small gasp escaped her lips. Sliding it over her head, tears welled up in her eyes. Wrapping her arms around my neck, her lips kissed mine feverishly. An elderly lady with glistening caramel eyes set down a chocolate shake, her tight white curls bouncing as she set down two straws.
"I remember you kids when you were younger." She chirped cheerfully, her wrinkled hands dusting off her black t-shirt and jeans. "It is so nice to see you two together and expecting. I am so excited. You will have to bring your baby in so I can see their cute little face." Hobbling off, she waved sweetly at our waitress. The bell clanged once more, a furious Grappy stomped over to us, a defiant grin growing on Evie's lips. Well, this was going to be fun. Did he think that I couldn't protect my own wife.
"Do you know what hell you two have put me through?" He fumed hotly, grabbing her by the collar. "You are the worst type of master. Do my words even go into your brain, or is it just air in there?" Her heel smacked his jaw, the crack causing the staff to look up from the kitchen. His grip loosened, her fingers wrapping around the collar of his scarlet t-shirt.
"Who the fuck is the master here?" She retorted venomously, shaking him around. "I want a date night, damn it! Everyone else gets one, and I am treated like a porcelain doll. I am not a fragile toy for everyone to covet! I order you to go home and not seek me until three nights from now. Enjoy your fucking vacation!" Hurt dimmed his eyes, his fingers snapping. Tears streamed down her cheeks, only onyx feathers remaining at her feet. Smashing the milkshake on the floor, she mouthed the words forget, everyone dropping to the vinyl floor. Standing to her feet, her hands clapped. Panic gripped my mind, nothing remaining where she was. Fuck! Did she just ditch me? Placing a five on the table, my feet pounded towards the car. The keys rested on the roof, the engine roared to life. If I were her, my next destination would be Theros' house. Peeling onto the road, my trembling fingers typed in his address. Focusing on the road ahead of me, my fingers drummed on the steering wheel. A couple of hours passed, flickering street lights bathing my exhausted face. Why couldn't a man just take his wife out! Pulling up to the gates, the searchlights fell on me. Waving for them to let me in, an exhausted Theros pushed the door open. Rubbing his eyes, my panic only grew worse.
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The Secrets of a Luna
Werwolf"How dare you try to reject her, you fucking freak! You hurt my friend, so I am going to hurt you." She threatened powerfully, grabbing him by his throat. "You will try to like her, and at least give her a damn chance. I am Alpha Hudson's mate. G...
