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Jason rolled his eyes “Yeah, top of the line can we go now you guys took forever.”
Gerard grabbed my arm, “You look like a treat the vampires will love you.”
“What?!” I squeaked.
Kale threw Gerard a nasty look “He’s only messing with you.”
“Oh,” I laughed half –heartedly in truth since my attack the thought of vampires terrified me.
They all walked out and I followed behind and we walked out down the street we all got in groups. Gerard wanted to pair with me (probably in hopes of scaring me more,) but Meg took his arm and shoved him into a cab before he could protest. Jason and Damien were standing next to each other which I guess meant they were taking a cab together, however the space between them was tense they didn’t even look at each other. I would have to remember this so I can further analyze it but they continued to get into the car together which left me and Kale (this seemed to be a reoccurring theme.) We all went in different cabs I did what was usual and looked out the window to the sky which always gave me a little more hope except I couldn’t see the sky, there were no stars and there was no moon. Just the lights of the city and the skyscrapers desperate to be in the clouds, the city itself seemed to challenge Mother Nature but being from a small town in New England I felt wronged by that. Before, a trip to the city would have been extraordinary but it seemed that now I was missing everything now that I knew everything I loved was gone and the new life I didn’t want to start was unfolding in front of me.
“Does it get easier?”
“Does what get easier?” Kale replied.
I felt tears well up and the shame overwhelm me I hated crying in anyone’s presence it made me feel weak. “Saying goodbye to everything, does it get easier?”
Kale looked at me for awhile I could vaguely see the movement but I wasn’t courageous enough to look at him he didn’t say anything he took my hand and I reveled for a little at how his hand dwarfed mine but then I jerked my hand away, this wasn’t going to happen to me again I got attached to my family, my friends and now they were all gone I thought everything was permanent but I was wrong. Thus showing the naiveté of a young girl, however I wouldn’t make the same mistake twice. I didn’t want love or companionship, to dream of a life with hope and love and future was a waste of time now I had to focus on now, on reality I had to be aware that nothing is permanent. Life is fleeting so I had to do what I could, I had to protect others as this werewolf pack protected me and hopefully, maybe, the memory of me in this world when I should parish will live on at least for a little while.
Finally we arrived at a nightclub called Reckless Abandon which seemed ironic since I was planning on anything but.
“Hey Skylar,” Meg said greeting me she then took my arm and proceeding to drag me into the club.
Everyone proceeded to follow suit and somehow we managed to skip through the line into the club. It was full of hypnotic light’s and trance music, bodies on the dance floor seeming to pulsate as one like blood coursing through an open vein. That is exactly what it was; the whole club was a release of hormones, worries, and cares it was flowing with mortality sweat, and sexuality. It was almost barbaric and primal it seemed that Reckless Abandon was the perfect name for it. I watched as Kale, Jason, Gerard, and Meg all sat down in a booth ordering drinks.
“You going to sit or just stand there,” Meg said sarcastically.
“Hmmm…I’ll go get a drink from the uh….bar?”
Kale went to get up but he would ruin everything so I quickly moved myself through the dance floor hoping to camouflage myself from him. It got to a point where we were all too packed together to move and although I was pretty sure I could move them I didn’t have to I was camouflaged from the pack and now I nonchalantly looked around the dance floor sizing up everyone. Finally, I found what I was looking for I felt my heart race rapidly in my chest.
“Hello,” a charming sing song voice whispered behind me.
I turned and smiled innocently (something I was not accustomed to) playing with my hair and giggling (I hated it and I felt fake but that was honestly the way I saw girls on TV do it and since I didn’t have a boyfriend when I left I’m guessing that my tactics of flirting were not working out so well.)
The boy grinned he had pale skin and hazel eyes accompanied by thin yet inviting lips, I was able to admit this and say he was attractive however even while I was human I didn’t trust a pretty boy , yes they were good looking but usually just meant a crap load of trouble.
“So what’s a cute girl like you doing in a sinister place like this?” He was a vampire I could smell it he smelled like rotting flesh and death the smell made me want to gag but I restrained myself and tried to think up a plan.
I tilted my chin up at him and winked smiling flirtatiously, “Me? Well you don’t know what kind of girl I am.”
He raised his eyebrow surprised “Hmm you have the beauty of a vampire yet I can hear your beating heart and the smell of your blood is alluring as any humans…if not more.”
I continued dancing, twirling and swaying my hips, nothing fancy but I knew it would get his attention he may have been a vampire but he was a boy meaning he was horny.
He wrapped his arm around my waist and leaned over whispering into my ear “What are you?”
I smirked apparently being a vampire/ werewolf also helped you feel more confident because I wasn’t my awkward self at all and for once in my life I knew exactly what I was doing but I was still scared I just had to maintain it and keep my heart at a steady beat.
“I am whatever you want me to be,” I smiled invitingly then took his hand and weaved my way out of the dance floor avoiding Kale and the others. I had a secret, I yearned for blood I could hear all the heartbeats in here I could smell all the blood coursing through their veins my stomach was eating in on itself and I needed blood. I was in denial I had been fighting it this whole time but if I had to drink blood my werewolf colleagues’ were not going to know about it.
I know it is terrible that I am keeping secrets from the members of my pack , from my family, and from my friends, but it seemed that I had no other choice and if I was going to drink blood isn’t it best if it’s from a vampire, Rather than an innocent human being? Hopefully one day I can go back to my old life maybe someday after all this was over I could see my family again, but for now unfortunately I had to focus and remain alert. For now the old me, and my old life can no longer exist. This is a new me with a whole new chapter and a whole new life.
The boy smiled at me I could blatantly see the desire burning through his eyes, both for my body and my blood. Little did he know that I had a desire too in fact over blood as well as he, however I wasn’t dumb enough to let his body affect me. Do not get me wrong I loved a good looking guy as much as most but I wouldn’t let business mix with pleasure and there was the difference. Whereas most vampires thought pleasure was their business (there in lies their weakness.)
“So what’s your name?” The boy asked smiling careful to keep his mouth closed no doubt hiding his fangs.
“My name’s Raven,” I said smiling. I was new to this whole werewolf thing but I knew better then to give out my real name.
“Raven…” he mused, “Raven’s are the birds believed to carry the dead to the next world.”
For a moment I was frozen in fear and worried that he was onto me and then he just chuckled and I realized he thought it was ironic because he thought he was taking my life. I looked up at the big skyscrapers and the brilliant lights and the rare pathetic trees growing through the pavement meek and scrawny compared to the trees in nature. Even so the changing colors of the foliage were somewhat enjoyable at least there were traces of my home in things like the trees and the city lights almost resembled stars.
He grabbed us a cab which was a relief because the cold air was crisp and nipping at my flesh he didn’t bother holding out the door for me or getting in first instead I opened the door and slid to the other side. He then gave directions to a high end hotel and handed money to the cab driver. He slid his hand up my thigh and I felt a chill up my spine and felt as though grime covered my skin.
Although my instinct told me to slap his hand away I just covered it with my own hand leaned over (although his smell repulsed me and I almost wanted to gag) and kissed his neck up to his hear and gently whispered making sure my breath could be felt by his flesh.
“In due time,” I whispered “suspense makes it better.”
At first he frowned almost disappointed then he smiled. “You are a very interesting girl Raven.”
I had to hold back a sigh the guy hardly knew me and yet he knew I was strange he was looking at me like a puzzle he couldn’t solve and like a lab experiment that resulted in no conclusion. I smiled instead of a frown or a sigh. Then we got to a five star hotel I tried not to gape but failed miserably, It was beautiful walking inside it was adorned with artwork and marble, the bell hops were all waiting on us on hand and foot. I had never seen anything quite like it and for a moment (as ashamed as I am to admit this) I became unaware but then the boy wrapped his arm around my waist.
“Shall we?” He said politely bowing and leading me to an elevator.
It was funny how a guy could manage to be polite when he thought he was getting laid, I found it astounding how guys seemed to be just as sexually driven whether it be human or vampire. He didn’t seem to care much though for my life as much as he cared for his enjoyment. He lead me into an elevator, everyone else there was upper class, and very snooty they were all glaring at me and then I felt more like a child who had done something bad then a vampire feeding herself and a werewolf doing her job and killing the enemy.
He simply talked to the others like I wasn’t there and the other’s continued glaring.
“Who is that?” An older woman huffed she had obviously gotten plastic surgery done , so much so she made
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