Bloody Fangs and a Howl

Chapter 3. The Bite

I woke up to the alluring scent of coffee. I sat up and yawned doing a little stretch trying to avoid pain. I looked around to see a steaming cup of coffee on the stand beside my bed.

As I began to nurse my coffee, I started to go over the past events that happened over the weekend. Damn.

I sighed finishing my coffee and made my way to the bathroom. I looked at my reflection and saw that I was healing quickly. Too quickly.

My eyes are back to normal except the slight darkness to them and the swelling went down even though it was still a tad bit tender. Most bruises and cuts on my face were healed leaving grim reminders of my past. I gently peeled yesterday's clothing off of my sweaty body revealing the old bandage I had around my waist protecting my broken ribs. I poked it expecting pain but was suprise only to be met with a slight tingle. I stripped the bandage and was met face to face with no marks.

I stood with my mouth agape and my eyes wide.

H-how?

Shaking my head, I made my way into the shower. I let my mind wonder as the cold water soothed my tender skin. I lathered my hair with the tropical scented shampoo rubbing it thoroughly through my scalp. I moaned in appreciation as I felt my problems dissolve momentarily one by one.

After finishing my shower and brushing my teeth, I headed back to the room I've gotten bored of seeing.
Drying my curls, I turned to see a pretty girl with golden hair staring at her pampered hands holding a luxurious black jewelry box in her hands.

I walked further into the room making my presence known. She sat up straigher with her feline eyes assessing my. She smiled brightly at me.

"Hi, I'm Katie. I'm Dylan's sister." She said with an even wider smile.

She looked almost identical to her brother. It was almost impossible to not smile back, so I did.
This is the first time meeting her and I can tell she was a very enthusiastic and energetic person. She looked no younger than I.

"I'm Celene." I said as I was looking for my change of clothes.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Katie muttered more to herself than I. She reached over the other side of the bed and handed me a black jean shorts and a black crop top with the face of a wolf on it. I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes at the irony. But I kept my snarky remarks to myself.

When I'm finally dressed, I turned to her for opinion.

"How do I look?" I said nervous that she would say something I wouldn't want to hear.

"Damn. You gonna have Dylan in a cold shower whole day." She said, her eyes raking over my body once more with a smile of approval.

My cheeks heated up again upon hearing HIS name. I turned my face not wanting her to see my flustered state but she saw straight through me. She laughed looking at me incredulously.

"Wow, you really like my brother, don't you?" She said deviously.

" I-I do not!" I stuttered trying to convince myself more than convince her. She held her hands up in mock surrender with a knowing smirk on her face.

I playfully shoved her for teasing me. feeling as though I knew her for a lifetime. Something about her was pleasantly alluring.

She chuckled lowly shaking her head.

"Whatever you say, sis." She says with her golden eyes sparkling.

"I hope you liked the coffee I made you. I figured you would need some caffine to run on for what I have planned for you." She said picking up the mysterious black box and twisting the doorknob.