Chapter Five

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The sound of the droplets of rain woke me up. My eyes scanned out the window and notice the gray clouds and clicking sounds of the soft rain pouring upon the surroundings of the house. The abrupt winds brushed the trees back and forth, making leaves dance away with the wind and fly far away from where they had fallen. I rest deeper into my covers, hearing the roaring sounds of the thunders in the distance.

I try to close my eyes and think of anything that won't make me think about. . . that night. The night I had meet the beast and where everything once started.

I slowly get out of the covers and stand before the window. The small droplets of water sliding down the cold window, I keep scanning the wilderness outside. The trees and nature hiding inside the woods to get away from the now heavy rain. Suddenly, I feel depressed. Inside the house, it was warm. While outside everything seemed cold and off. . . Odd.

After some couple of minutes of staring outside, I drag myself out of the bedroom but before I turn towards the door. Something catching my attention. A piece of clothing. . . What. . .

While I approach the corner of my chamber, the clothing lays upon a small chair. Slowly, my hands touch it and I feel myself wrapped on an aromatic scent. . . his scent. The beast. Once the fabric rests in my hand, the sensation of sparkles rushing through me made me realize it was indeed his. It was a small piece of cloth. I kept smelling it, letting the scent of the woods captivate my nostrils.

-"kiss me"

-"kiss me"

-"kiss me. . ."

My cheeks slowly flushed at the thought of me saying that. . . the dream. That dream. The beast was full on human. I was mesmerized by his appearance, his features and his authoritarian aura. He is indeed intimidating to others, but for me. . . he's just . . . him. . . He doesn't hide his true self with me. He's been once the beast everybody feared, but for me, he's the beast that brings me the most indescribable warmth. . . safety and . . . happiness.

But, if he was here. . . oh god. . . grandmother!

Quickly I rushed out the door and down the hallway towards her chamber, once I stood in front of the door, the strong sound of her snores filled my ears. My adrenaline relaxed and my muscles calmed themselves. . . Why would he hurt her anyway? You never know what he will do to whoever is around you. Wait what? . . .

For the past days things have happened and not just the beast bothered my thoughts but, as well that silver eyes wolf. . . another beast? Could it be possible there is two hybrids? Hybrid. Is that what he is? Or is that what they are? Hybrids. . .

I'm not sure. But suddenly I feel bothered by the both beast that wonder around here. But there's only one beast for me. . .

Oh god. . . Stop. Stop. Seriously, there may be something inhumanly going on with me, but. I can't be with the beast. I know I can't, but. . . there may be a possibility.

Maybe.

After my thoughts dozed me off for some minutes I decided to prepare something for sleeping grandmother. I walked into the kitchen, still holding tightly against the piece of fabric. I should save this. . . I should.

I walked back to my chamber, searching for the bag of cloths I brought here and once I spotted it, quickly I collected a small box from the inside. The box of dark wood was a gift from father for my tenth year birthday.

–"This box my child is for you to store your more precious items" He said, smiling with all his glory while holding the small box in his hands. I smiled at him and hugged him with my small hands, he chuckled and kissed my forehead. –"Thanks father" I grabbed the box from his hands and scanned the small beautiful box, the decoration around it was professionally done. I felt happy, so happy that mother came towards us and kissed my father on the cheek and crouched down at my level to be mesmerized by the small box in my hands. –"Oh dear, that's beautiful!" She smiled sweetly. –"Isn't it mama. Papa made it for me!" We all laughed at my voice sounding so exited.

The memory of my parents and I so happy faded away after some years. . . Once the beast started threatening the area. . . Father was becoming distant and mother and I always wondered why he has suddenly become cold and parted from both her and I. Then, he became violent. Once without mother and I realizing he hit me, badly. I'm not sure why he did so, but apparently I had been disrespectful to one of his guest. He walked out of the room and we didn't heard from him until the next day.

Things change. Life changes you. Events change people from good to bad or all the way around.

I open the box and saved the piece of clothing inside, slowly folding it and feeling the soft fabric brush against my fingers. Then, once I closed the box I placed a small lock to seal the box and save it from someone opening it. The key of the lock was safe around my neck, entwined with my silver necklace.

After, I saved the box back inside the bag. Pushing some clothing on top of it to hide it even more from somebody else's view.

Then, I walked out of my chamber towards the kitchen. I began thinking what to make grandmother. Soup is always what she takes but, I have no other option but to make soup. But, this would be a normal vegetable soup. Then, I felt a sudden weight on my shoulder. I turned to stare penetrating glowing eyes, the small white owl resting against my hair, feeling my brown hair brush against his wings was the most cute view I have ever been able to look at. –"Hey beauty" I smiled, and continued to search around for the ingredients.

Couple of hours later, the soup was done and perfectly flavored. The scent that emanated from the pot was amazingly delicious. The small owl made me company the whole time and I sometimes enjoyed placing it on the table and talking to him about random things. Funny but cute at the same time. –"Oh dear. . . Youre awake?" I turned to the sound of sleepy grandmother, her nose was red and her eyes heavily closing. I smiled at her and wrapped one of my hands around her shoulder, bringing her down her rocking chair in the small living room area. –"I am nana. I made some soup for you but it's hot, I'll bring you some. Just sit here and please don't move" I instructed and walked towards the kitchen, collecting some soup in a small bowl and walking back to grandmother.

-"Vegetable soup?" She question, smelling the scent of the soup. I nod. She smiled and wait for me to sit beside her in a small chair. Once I sat down, I grabbed a spoon and grabbed some soup, slowly blowing the smoke away and cooling the water down. Once it was in medium temperature I fed it to grandmother, and heard her moan in delight at the flavor of the soup. –"Good?" I asked, worried that it may be a little bad. –"Delicious dear, you sure inherited it from your mother and me of course" She chuckled.

After a while, grandmother grew tired again. I helped her up and laid her on her bed, covering her with her thin sheets. Once I finished, I walked out of her room and washed the dirty dishes. There was still some soup left, but for a weird reason I wasn't hungry.

My body felt completely drained by the lack of food I had been taking. All my thoughts had been taking me away within the past days. The beast mostly.

The night was about to hit upon. The sun was about to set and my body didn't feel tired.

Instead I felt the energy flow through my bones. I wanted to go outside instead. After drying and saving the dishes, I walked out of the house. The strong wind brushing my hair within it as the moon went slowly up on the sky. The view outside the house was beautiful, and the fireflies bringing around the magical tall grass. My legs transported me through the small path of rocks out of the area of the house.

I kept on smiling at the sight of the fireflies and sound of the frogs at the distance. This view was amazing, nothing that I was able to presence before. Before I know it, I was a little far from grandmothers house, but the small hill that I stood on was able to show me where everything was. The long and tall woods, the trees and birds that fly in the distance towards a different location.

-"Beautiful" A voice mumbles.

My body froze beneath my feet, feeling the shivers travel down my spine. My chest felt suddenly tight and my head lowered at the sound of that voice. It can't be. . . .

-"beast" I whispered, my eyes fixing at the shadow behind me. His scent flashes through my nostrils. The aromatic scent wraps me around the warmth embrace I missed, the same one as the piece of clothing left behind in the small box.

The power that radiates from him, makes me weaken underneath my own feet. Before I know, I feel myself falling but then strong arms pull me up, my body responding to the burning contact against my skin. Waves of heat rush through me, feeling the strong hands press against my waist and pull me up, hitting a hard chest that hides me perfectly. I feel myself shocked, wrapped around something. . . him. Being near him. This is. . . this is a dream. It can't be happening.

-"Look at me" He ordered, the authoritarian voice that comes from his mouth makes me do as he just said. My eyes gaze up at him, as I feel myself drawn by those green orbs. His face. . . His lips. . . everything was just like in the dream. The same man. The same feelings. The beast. My hands trail up his chest, holding against his shoulders and standing with my own feet in relaxation.

He's real. . .

He's here. . .

With me. . . .

-"I'll always be" He whispers, pushing his face close to mine and feeling my breathing hold inside my lungs. Did he just hear my thoughts?

The powerful pull that drags me closer to him, accustoming myself to his tall and strong frame. My eyes fix onto his lips, sensing the warming desire fire inside my chest. Before I know, I'm being kissed. His softly burning lips launch onto mine. My insides burns in a supernatural way, my body reacting to the powerful kiss that consumed me inside and out. He was persistent and didn't hold back, his arms pressed me closer to his frame, slowly crushing me against him. His tongue instinctively went inside my mouth, exploring and ravishing me slowly. I close my eyes, submissively allowed him to continue. . . feeling my insides burst with happiness at his kiss. . .

Happiness. . . ?

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My eyes fix at the scene far away from me, thinking of the danger and disaster that this will bring. A grin crosses my lips, while I stand up and keep watching both beings kissing each other and sealing whatever they had. . . I'm sure love wasn't it. But, you never know when it comes to a werewolf.

This will be good news for the village, mostly, good news for her father and mother.

The girl in his arms is nothing but a beautiful master piece, the pale rose invading her cheeks, her closed eyes and long lashes. She's beautiful, maybe I can have it with her. . .

Maybe.

But, both him and her won't last. . . Hmm. . . They sure won't for what I had planned.

Very soon. . .

Everything will not be happiness.

i apologize by changing the story a bit, but someone warned me by using the same idea as other stories in which some call manga. i apologize it wasn't my intention.

But I hope this new version will make the story even more interesting. . . Wait for more soon.