Omega and the beast

Chapter 32

I drove like a madman. I zigzagged between cars which drivers angrily honked after me when I happened to drive past them on the inside.

It might not help how I drove a fucking Lamborghini, paranoid and panicked. But hey! I've always wondered how it felt to be chased by a handsome man, just a shame that this handsome fucker was a mad hairy beast!

The music thundered out of the speakers so that it felt like my ears were going to explode. This in an attempt not to overhear something which made me turn around or stop. To prevent how I would hear his voice demand that I would come back.

Though I began to consider how twat Reed's disgusting sport car only tried to mock me when the song coming out of the speakers was Breakaway by Tracy Ullman.

I could hope I drove past at least ten speeding cameras so that the idiot gets some fucking speeding-tickets!

All the while, I trembled; pushing back the beast inside me which wanted to come out. I tried to prevent it, to never let that part grab hold of me again. And the further away I got from Reed the more it hurt in my body.

I glanced nervously in the rear-view mirror, praying that no one followed me. When I finally turned into Williams' town, I took a trembling breath. I was shaking and my tears flowed. I felt so incredibly disappointed, but also betrayed and afraid.

These past weeks has been turbulent, one can say! I haven't only transformed into a hairy fucking beast; I've been told that I'm a living trophy without the opportunity to decide over my life, as long as I don't avoid yellow-eyed men!

I don't know what's worst actually. Becoming a hairy beast or be born to be a man's fucking bitch!

I... for a moment I thought I could like my beasty side, I truly did. I saw it as freedom. I could see a future together with Reed and his pack. I didn't know how that would be a worse prison than I already lived in as Reed's fucking slave.

I drove across the lawn and jam on the brakes obliquely in front of my house gate so hard that I flew forward in the seat. Me and sensitive sports cars aren't a good combo, let's just state that.

I considered leaving the key in it so someone else could steal and vandalize it as well but chose to lock it and bring the key with me in case I had to escape once again.

Some curious neighbours looked out of their windows when I ran towards the door and entered the door code so I could enter.

It wasn't that late, only like 9pm. The elevator was sadly still broken so I ran up all six stairs to my apartment. Unlike last time however, I didn't get tired this time, probably thanks to my newfound wolf strength. I could take two steps at a time. As soon as I reached my floor I hurried up to my door, knocking wildly on it.

"MIKE, MIKE, MIKE LET ME IN!!!!" Since I left Hookhill in a hurry I didn't bring either my phone or keys. I didn't bring anything with me. "MIIIIKE!!!!" I screamed as I knocked and knocked. "PLEASE, LET ME IN!!! LET ME FUCKING IN!"

Wasn't he at home?! Would I have to flee further? Did I have time to?! What would I do then? Maybe to mom and dad but they trust that fucker and he would surely just walk in and grab me!

I... I have to escape but now it may be too late, Reed may have already caught up and was on his way here! He's gonna take me! Make me his bitch, hell no!

"MIIIKE!!!"

"Ryan?!" I roared in panic and fright as I threw myself around with my hands as protection over my ears. And Mike... He roared just as scared and chocked. "Ryan; what the actual fuck?!"

"Unlock! Unlock the door for fuck's sake!"

"What have,"

"MIKE!!!"