Howl at me by Cama Seeney (100 best novels of all time .txt) 📖

on the side, I think it even had chicken in it. Within minuets I sat pouting at my empty plate, sucking it up I said 'Thank you, Den' I smiled sweetly. 

 

'See, she doesn't say shit!' Hunter said angrily, his voice was loud and disrupted the peace. I winced and moved further back into Den's arm, which he automatically put around me. I shivered once as Den's natural heat embedded itself into my very being. 'Are you still hungry, darlin?' He asked looking into my face, assessing my answer 'I am fine thank you' It wasn't a lie, I was fine - I would live. He looked at my face once before handing me his untouched plate. I shook my head, eyes wide. 'I am replenished.' I muttered barely able to look away from the food. 

 

His soft growl shook my entire core, I began shivering not wanting to disappoint him yet torn because I had already eaten my share. I shook my head looking at my shoeless feet, when had that happened? 'Maxine take the damn food!' Hunter shouted, I wanted to run away - hide and scream. I did none of these things instead I growled menacingly back, he had no authority over me. The hair on my arm seemed to rise, goosebumps covered me. Hunter looked like he wanted to put me in my place, he was interrupted by Chase. 'Dang woman, didn't realise you had a pair of steal balls. Now eat your food honnie, your still hungry.' I looked up at Den unsure but at his nod I, mind the pun, wolfed it down. When I had finished I laid back rubbing my swollen belly happily. 

 

Thank you Denver that was extraordinary delicious 

Ha, anytime sweet, please tell me when you're hungry.

I.. I'll try. 

Good, you know I can't do anything about it if you don't tell me. 

 

I received the picture of puppie eyes and giggled aloud. 'You're wolf not a dog!' I said also aloud. Chase looked amused by our exchange, whilst Hunter just looked pissed. Chase looked good in his usual dark attire, dark blue jeans and a dark blue tee shirt. Hunter wore a forest green 'wife beater' to be honest I always called them tank top and plain white basketball shorts showing off his muscular leg's, that were nothing in compared to the muscle that covered Den so why was he more threatening? 

 

Den may I go back to sleep? 

Of course, would you mind using my room? I think Hunter wishes to speak with me some more. 

 

 

I nodded happily and hugged him tightly before running to chase and kissing his cheek softly 'Sleep well Max' He told me softly, he really could be a brother to me. When I turned back around I caught something In Den's eyes but it was gone quicker than it had appeared. 

 

Den?

 

My voice was almost a whine. 

 

I will tell you later

 

I nodded after trying and failing to probe his mind for what he was hiding. I walked up the stairs slowly, exhaustion over taking me once again. I followed my nose into the biggest room that resembled his smell the most. Coffee and oak yumm... Where did that even come from? His room was a dark blue, only decorated with a simple nightstand, massive bed and simple cubard. His bedding was a mix of greys, I didn't want to mess up his bed so I laid above the covers and instantally fell asleep. Even his smell left me feeling protected. 

 

 

A nightmare that never seems to end...

Chapter 37 

 

Everything seemed to shine. Almost as if a thousand lights were lit, just to lighten the small room. Why so many lights?

 

I looked at the small bubble that entrapped me. It was almost like a pedestal, a thousand faces looking up at me. Judging and degrading my every effort. Every breath. Every movement.

 

I could not stand for this, I knocked my hands against the bubble that surrounded me, no way was I better then any of the single faces bellow me!

 

I fell. Falling for miles and miles. The ground came closer and closer. Would anyone catch me, or would I fall and shatter to a million pieces I felt strangely content, falling didn't make me cold or hungry. Not even tired, it was strangely relaxing. Every beat of the clock was slow, talking its time.

 

And then I hit rock bottom.

 

You didnt wave good bye and now you are gone, I am left alone to suffer. 

 

I woke up sweating and whining loudly. Shakes racked my body and my heart contorted. 'What's the matter?' Den said walking into the room, he had changed into soft grey joggers and a loose grey sweatshirt. 

 

'I was never perfect. Not even the definition of normal. I mean what is normal, when ones perception of normal to anthers..? Normal should be the world that surrounds us, the trees, mud, sand and rock that creates our flooring. ' ( There's obviously more than that but when your mind is working a mile a minuet you can only think of a few) 'Humans are a mutation nothing normal about that now is there? I mean were supposed to eat only vegetables, that's what the appendix is for ! We adapted majorly, that's not even the start - we basically resembled monkeys. Even walked and ate like them. We grew and developed. Now we are the top predator when we shouldn't have been physically able too, I mean were not naturally born with a human side that posses claws or majorly sharp teeth. We basically mess with the world when we shouldn't, so that makes us the unnatural ones. But everyone has to survive right, and if to do so we must mutate then so be it!' He looked at me a little confused but didn't call me outright a freak. Instead he sat on the bed and smiled softy 'You were having a nightmare about not being normal? Only you Max.' He chuckled softly and took my hand in his. 'You were always different, heck even here your different. But normal is boring it gets old quick, you keep us on our toes.' He finished smoothing my hair from my face. 

 

 I nodded once and stretched 'What's the time?' I asked sleepily. 'Hm around twelve' I nodded once and went to walk from his room and go back to sleep downstairs. 'Twelve, like 0.00 on the clock.' He told me an odd look on his face. I nodded once 'I'm going to bed' I told him confused. 'Why don't you sleep here?' He asked, red washed across my face 'Y-y-your's i-is the f-first guys r-room I've been i-in.' I told him uncertainly. He shrugged and patted the bed as if it was no big deal, I ran from him - nearly breaking my ankle on the stairs I curled on the sofa again. It took me a long time to regulate my breathing, and an even longer time to get into the smooth calm confines of sleep. 

 

I couldn't do it, my mind like a carousel would stop spinning, it was like a race I couldn't win. I had already bought the ticket for this ride and now I couldn't get off. I was glued to this process of thought, gears turning I sat up slowly, unsure 

 

I needed to leave before my mind would burst, I hadn't used my magic all yesterday and now it was like an unruly puppie, ready to play. Sighing I stood and tiptoed from the house. A smell hit my nose as soon as I steeped out the back door, I don't know why I had taken the back door I just had it was pack instinct. I see thing that others don't, I know that but it freaks me out. I whispered the words shift, Change form in Latin 'subcinctus commutandum' And instead of the bone crunching experience I usually under go. The smell was closer now, leaving me want for wit! I couldn't remember what that smell was. I crept into the forest behind the houses, no one was back here. The soft pads of my feet were made soundless by the soft fur that covered them. But on the left side men lined up, maybe about twenty smells of sweat and eminence fear contorted my senses. 

 

'Yo, have you checked on the second team?' One deep voice asked. 

'Yes Mecha I just sent Deke' That voice, I remembered it. 

'How long' Another voice whined. 

'Ten minuets. Were doing sentry, We've already scored two.' Crap they've completely disarmed our defences. 

WAKE UP WE HAVE A PROBELM.

And then I heard the best news I had heard all day!

'Have you checked with the pups today? I can't believe they have lasted this long.' 

I will kill them all!

Hunters voice was loud. 

Hunter shut up you'll wake the kids. There on the left sides of the houses, come around the back with a double attack. Can someone ask a child to cry? We need to buy some time. I need to think of something, they are armed to the teeth, the same men as before. Chase the Albino is here! 

 

'Millie baby you cant ... ERM have food for a week.

But momma that's mean, I've been a good girl. 

No you stole the last cookie.'

'BUUH MOMMY' The scream was loud and overly dramatic, I smiled the mother easily crept down stairs and grabbed the hand guy she kept concealed under the sink, she grabbed the milk from the fridge and went to settle her still crying little girl. 

 

'Fuck man! They know where here!' One man said loudly. 

'Shut the fuck up no they don't. The woman grabbed the milk what she gonna do, feed you milk and cookies till you explode? I didn't think so.' A few men snickered. 

'Nice move Rosie.' The mother nodded and calmed her child. A steady rain began to fall. 

Crap.

I can't smell shit. 

Ah it's in me eye!

Max can you do something about this? Den shot me a picture of when I made it storm and controlled the lightening. I sighed and shook my shoulders 

It normally happens when I'm pissed but I guess I can try. I think I may be able to keep it dark too. Hmm. 

Pluvia , nos prohibere et vigilate . Vigilate et ut sit super nos movent . Mane nobiscum, et pugnes præter nos. Sed quia nunc ex parte versibus postea viribus tuis egebimus . Fortis nubes super nos tenere placet in sinum tuum, et circa rap habitabit in nobis ex terriors nocte . Tibi grates .

 

 

My voice was more like a prayer then a command; my silent plea was coppied by the soldiers and woman that were awakened by my call. My cry was repeated over and over in our very own language. 

 

Rain, stop and watch us. Watch as we move and watch over us. Morn with us and fight beside us. But for now stand on the side lines, for later we will need your mighty strength. Mighty clouds up above please hold us in your embrace, rap around and shelter us from the terrors in the night. Thank you.

 

The men were getting angsty, shivering and clutching their guns. They looked more like boys than men, toy soldiers. Was this some kind of game to them? Murdering people, stealing children. Leaving only the delinquent kids behind. This was like some big game of chess, but we were cheating moving before it