*Knock, Knock, --Who's There? *Guess --Guess who? *Yep, it's your Worst Nightmare!
Enjoy the Show, young pups...
Madelyn's POV
The paws of the other wolves thundered closer and closer. I cocked my head to the side and listened for a second. I put my fingers together and quickly snapped twice, seemingly slowing time down for them, giving me just enough time to prepare everything for the big show. With a small flick, the tables rearranged to create a border, surrounding the room. I snapped and the chairs moved to form two columns, each row with about twelve chairs each. I glided over to the center of the aisle and put my hands out. I walked slowly down the aisle, touching the back of each chair carefully. As my hands touched the chairs, purple, black and teal ribbons flowed and stretched from chair to chair.
At the corners, the empty vases filled with black and white roses.
I looked around the room and nodded my head in satisfaction, but then I realized something was missing. After all, what is a great event without some even greater food? I quietly shifted through the minds of the members for their favorite foods, and extended one finger delicately towards the tables and watched them automatically fill with food. As usual, the perfect kind of food for this event, poisoned.
I walked towards the door and stood patiently, snapping my fingers again to release the stupid pups from my spell. As they reached the door, I opened it and greeted them with a cruel smile. "Welcome all, please take your seats, one to a chair. Refreshments will be served after. Sit wherever you like, but don't move the seats. If you know what's good for you that is... " Some stormed past me with an angry passion, whereas others hesitantly shuffled past. Those with kids tried to hide them from my eyes while glaring in my direction. My nails extended to points and I waved while giving them a full smile, showing off my canines. They shrank in on themselves and hurried in.
I slowly walked forwards, taking everything in. Most had taken their seats and others tried to stare me down. I smirked and announced, those of you who don't wish to take a seat, please enjoy some food. I believe that you will find it quite scrumptious. So please do enjoy, I will begin momentarily. Those of you who do not sit down or enjoy some food will be killed as an example to the others, so do choose carefully." I delicately stepped forward on my pointe shoes towards the front of the room where the man of the hour was, the stupid, little, tied-up Alpha.
Once I reached him, I whirled towards the wolves and glanced around the room. Most of the wolves that had been standing defiantly around the doors, had wandered over to the tables, each finding their favorite foods and began engorging themselves on it. Only one remained standing. One lone stupid wolf who decided that it would be super smart of him to stand with his hands on his hips, glaring at me directly in my eyes. I grinned at his attitude and turned slightly to check on the Alpha, who was still out cold. I then jumped down the steps and stalked over to the defiant wolf.
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The Mad Mistress
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