Feral Lust (Feral Souls Series - I) (18+) [Currently Editing]

fifteen.

Since the day Elliot had found her in the woods, Celeste had been avoiding him at all costs. However, he seemed to be everywhere; the ground - working out, the pack house's common room - chilling around, even at times, she found him loitering about outside the lavatory at the same moment she had the need to relieve herself. Sometimes she wondered whether the prodigal son had nothing better to do with his high and mighty latent-self while other times she didn't bother at all.

It was getting awfully stalker-ish for her liking, though, but she couldn't do anything about it. It wasn't like she could go straight up and confront the Alpha's son about his antics. Those specific designations had never stopped her before. For instance, when she had gone all Hulk on the Luna or even when she had almost torn Dante's throat apart. However, now she had suddenly lost all her mettle.

Probably because she didn't wish to waste her energy over anyone - humans and lycans alike. Neither did she ever want to talk about them by taking their names. Names made them familiar, made them persons and she didn't want to think about them as people with feelings. To her, they were objects, to be used, just the way they had used her family and pack for overtaking Ben.

There was a weird kind of hatred inside her, against him and his family. An ever-growing feeling of vendetta. It had possibly to do with the fact that the Alpha had robbed her of the life that she and her family might have had if he had not been a scared arse or maybe with the fact that as soon as his son had gotten in danger, he had suddenly seemed to remember his long-lost kins.

She couldn't understand how the pack members could forgive him and his family that easily and accept the three with open arms. Were they blind? Did they have no sense of prudence?

Celeste even maintained her previously drawn distance from her family and these days, she didn't even seem to be in the mood to talk to Tyra.

Today, though, she was weary of being her good ol' brooding self. Wanting to do something productive, she got ready in the most intimidating attire she had and set out to find some answers she was sure to get from her grandparents.

On her way to her father's room, she crossed Dominic's path.

"Hey, Cel." He grinned at her, waving like a school going boy.

"Hi, Dom." Celeste gave a two-fingered salute.

"So-" Celeste was cut-off when Dominic spoke at the same time, "Going somewhere?"

Clearing her throat, she responded with a nod, "Yeah, just wanted to get some fresh air in my system."

"Well, that's wonderful because even I was heading out but with no destination in mind." He scratched the back of his neck. "We can go together though?"

When Celeste raised an eyebrow, he hastily added, "Uh-nevermind."

"Oh! Alright then" She gestured goodbye to Dominic and tread the path to one of the dreadful destinations.