Stubborn Shewolf

Chapter 1: Unwanted Guests

   "You know, Lux, that Master will not let you go. Be honest with yourself you can't really walk away from your ugly dark sins. You know the wolves wouldn't want you. Yet they cannot understand the beauty of destruction you've caused; that you are stronger as you are. You only cause disruption and despair but it is who you are. Why must you change for ignorant humans and other species if they do not themselves?", Keenan whispered softly against Lux's ear as he caressed her heart shaped face in his palms, adoringly.

    In Keenan's eyes he could never see why people became frightened of such a desirable woman as Lux when she always looked like a beautiful raven haired porcelain doll with her slim yet curvy hips and long sexy legs. Yet it was her soft auburn cat like eyes outlined by her dark long lashes that made him want to possess her. Her eyes always held so much emotion, something he dreamed of knowing; of desiring just once even if he was a demon and soulless. That and he loved seeing her reactions when he teased her.

    Lux gazed at him with dread and gave him a small forced smile. "Yeah, Keenan, I know that more than anyone. I am a puppet under you and the damn Master's authority. Ever since birth I understood I had no will of my own, that I was that asshole of a master's lapdog to command where ever I end up. I still am", she grounded out, pulling at the irritating collar shackled around her neck as they walked through the dim halls of their Master Grinshawl's castle.

   Keenan frowned down at her and let her go, walking ahead of her, his eyes filled with amusement yet confusion as to why she would hate the Master. Lux just rolled her eyes at his reaction and followed him.

   To Lux being the Master's lackey was worse than death. She had slaughtered and captured many innocent people, both human and supernatural, by the Master's order. She downright hated the bastard. He never showed mercy to anyone against him.

    Keenan was no better because he's had the choice to follow the Master or just leave the castle and never come back. But the moron just stayed because he saw the Master as an older brother he looked up to.

     Lux, on the other hand, has no other choice but to work for the bastard. He has her mother and five year old brother; Sam, under surveillance twenty-four seven in his care and if she so much as disobeys him, her family pays with their life. She absolutely dreaded the situation she was stuck in. But what the hell other choice did she have?

    Ever since Lux turned a year old, the Master visited her in the hospital everyday as her mother, Sora, had told her many times when she was old enough to understand. Her mother told her the Master was fascinated with Lux's abilities and what she was.

     To the Master a human child able to shifted into multiple breeds of Werebeast (though most time she's werewolf) at different times limitlessly was astounding. That and it was unheard of and he had a keen interested to use Lux for his own gain.

     As they neared the dining hall, Lux felt her body become rigid and highly alert as unfamiliar scents wavered in the air, all coming from the dining room. Scents that were both foreign yet slightly domestic. Spice. Wild grass. Forest and spring water. Musky masculine scents.

      Lux's whole body trembled with rage yet fear as her brain processed the scents. Her wolf's hackles rose with a territorial instinct as the other predators waited and stalked the interiors of her mind, warily.

     It took some time to reassure them before she let out a sigh of relief and shuffled after Keenan. She glowered at him, assuming that the appearance of a pack of werewolves within the castle grounds and interior was none other than her heartless Master and Keenan's doings.

     "You're probably wondering why our master has invited a pack of werewolves, right?" she heard Keenan question in a mischievous tone as he briefly looked over his shoulder at her, grinning. Her gaze dropped to his devilish looking snakebites piercing his lower lip and the gleaming sapphire stud in his right ear. He made her want to claw his brown eyes out when he looked so wickedly sexy at times. It was so unfair. If she didn't hate the man so much, she'd have willingly wanted to fuck the man even if he was a full fledged lower ranked demon. She was no slut. Any woman would desire the man. He was like some sex god with his dark eyes, mischievous smiles, lean muscled dark tan body, perfect jawline outlined by week old stubble, high cheek bones, and that sexy short dark auburn hair that styled upward like he just got out of bed as parts of it fluttered stubbornly in his eyes.

     If only he wasn't such a pain in the ass and a twisted guy..., she thought, grudgingly, as they walked closer to the dining hall.

     "Well, of course, asshole. I hate the dogs even if I am one. Master told me that my mother's pack just gave her and my family to him without any damn objections. Wolves only want to save their own skin. I refuse to be in their company", she growled as she paused a few feet from the dining room's thick dark mahogany double doors. "What's going on, Keenan, why the hell did Master invite these wolves when he knows I despise the fleabags."

      Keenan stopped and turned to look at her, smiling, amused.

"You're starting your cycle in two days, are you not? The master is only trying to help ease your...itch. So he's took your little situation into consideration and invited some wolves for you to satisfy your..."urges". So be grateful that he is treating you so kindly, my dear. He's rarely a thoughtful guy," he chuckled as his burning gaze roamed over her petite body in her black-on-black outfit: tight dark low-rise jeans, a short sleeveless cropped V-neck leather vest shirt and sexy knee-length high heeled dark leather boots. "I mean, in truth, I wouldn't mind ravishing a body like yours," he muttered, hotly, and snapped his attention back to opening the doors, trying to keep his eyes off her.

       Lux's whole body froze with terror at what he said. Her trembling heart beat frantically as she pondered his words. If he let a pack of fleabags stay within the castle for a few days she'd have to watch her back constantly. That or stay cooped up in her  room until the heat dies down literally, which she always done during mating season between May and June. She hated it because her mating cycle always lasted two and a half weeks and in the past she had already tried having sex with human men but it didn't do any shit in easing the aches and her wolf usually wanted to eat them because they were fragile.She needed something more yet she refused to have sex with werewolves even if she was burning alive with the need for pleasure.

     Without comment, she passed Keenan and walked tensely into the dining hall, tight lipped, her jaws clenched as she was overwhelmed by the wolves' scents. Her wolf snarled and bared her canines, mentally.

      Just when she thought there couldn't be anymore surprises, a warm hand clasped her shoulder as she felt someone's blazing body heat against her back and warm breath against her ear, making her jump in shock.

       "Haven't seen you around these parts, sweetheart. What pack are you from? Your scent is mouthwatering," a deep yet soothing male voice rumbled softly in her ear as a woodsy forest scent overwhelmed her senses. 

        A spine-chilling growl trickled out of her mouth as her wolf bristled with rage and fear at how close the male was in her personal space. Her wolf felt threaten and cornered.

       Her eyes widen at the sight of the foreign wolf's appearance and his size. He towered over her by a foot and a half, making her feel tiny and vulnerable compared to him as his deep silver eyes seemed to mentally undress her with his intense heated gaze. Though it was those eyes; so intense yet gentle, that intimidate her even more than his gorgeous body. That and his bulging biceps and lean yet built torso that his suit seemed to cling to. He was a master piece.

       He kind of reminded Lux of Keenan when she noticed the three silver studs in his left ear and the two silver loops piercing his right eyebrow. This big hunk and Keenan must really like piercings, she thought as she tried to calm herself yet she couldn't take her eyes off the man as his midnight black hair caressed his firm jawline and forehead with its long silken strands. She was mesmerized by him. He was like pure heavenly sin.

       What the hell had her damn master set her up against? And what in God's name was he thinking setting a pack of indecent dogs on her ass even if every one of them might look like sex reincarnated into flesh and body? What the hell was she going to do? She was in deep shit now.