sorry its been a long time since i put something up... im back and uni and have huge amounts of work to do......3 weeks til im home again so excited anyways enjoy!
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I entered the meeting. I was late. After that run last night with the other wolf I was exhausted.
"Your late Elizabeth" the director called from the top of the table.
I hated that name, everyone called me Liz.
"Sorry Luke. Traffic was bad"
"Luckily for you, Mr Cortez hasn't arrived yet."
I sat down on my chair. Mike was sitting next to me.
He was obsessed with me. Asking me out for dinner practically everyday… doesn't he realise I'm not interested.
"Was it really the traffic, or a late night out?" he whispered
"Shut up Mike. Traffic was heavy." I lied
"Sure sure."
As he said this three people walked in, I studied them all, all men. My eyes narrowed, body stiffened. My nail's digging into the leather of the chair. That werewolf was here, with another one. Two damn werewolves were in New York. Neither made eye contact with me. but I knew rightly that they knew I was here. But with all the humans around, we couldn't make a scene. So I turned my eyes to the other man.
Lucas Cortez wasn't what I expected. I expected some bulked out guy with a Tailor made suit with slick back hair. He was just like any ordinary guy. He was Tall, about 6 foot, short dark hair and clean shaven with glasses. I reckon if he wasn't connected to the Cortez Company he would have been a no-body. Just an everyday guy that no-one would ever remember. He was just normal. Then why had he two werewolves with him? I turned my eyes back to the other men. One caught my eye and winked. Though brown eyes? Him! The wolf from the forest. I glared at him. He just smirked at me.
While the meeting began I studied the two werewolves. Both were tall and very well built, one slightly shorter than the other. They looked like brothers. Wavy dark hair and those penetrating brown eyes. It was like they could capture you with the first glance, never letting you go.
"Miss Andrews would you like to talk about your proposal"
"Hmmmm…?"
"Miss Andrews?"
"Oh yes" I stuttered. The taller one looked like he was trying to contain his laugher.
Ignoring him I gathered my plans and stood. Discussing the range of layouts and ideas I gathered, and what I thought the building should look like, showing samples of the materials that would be suitable. The over all design I was hoping to get was something along the lines of Architects such as Tadao Ando. The Cement walls keeping the outside world out and making it private for the viewers inside. Large steel rods against Glass, a contrast I loved to use, bringing natural light into the offices.
After an hour the meeting ended. The final plan was being drawn up. Mr Cortez was discussing business with the director. I could feel the eyes of the two werewolves watching me closely. Trying to ignore them I gathered my plans and files. I could hear Mike lingering beside me, as if he wanted to say something. Two guesses on what it was about. Feeling a tap on my shoulder I turned. Mike was standing there smiling. I resisted a sigh.
"Yes Mike?"
"What you doing tonight?" He quizzed "Fancy dinner?"
"Sorry I've plans." Does he ever give up?
I turned back to what I was doing, using my senses to detect the movement of the other werewolves.
"Thank you Mr. Cortez for working with us" The director spoke happily.
Big money was involved with the Cortez's. They were rumoured to be the largest company known in America, possibly even the world.
"It's my pleasure."
I watched as the three men left. The two werewolves staring back at me as they walked away. One studying me as if I'd turn evil any minute while the other was smiling, winking as he walked past.
Weird! How did they know I was here?
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6:00pm
Best known time to Man-kind. The time, were man feels relieved, calm and relaxed. My favourite time of the day, the time when I can leave, head home and put my feet up. I left the building carefully watching out for the two werewolves I saw earlier. None where about. Questions kept popping out of my head, how did they know about me? They didn't seem to be shocked? I've never met another female werewolf only male, the one who bit me and now them two. How many of us were out there? Returning to my apartment on 135th street/ Lenox Avenue, New York, It was a simple two bedroom apartment, kitchen/living room and bathroom. Who needed a large house? It was only me. I stopped wanting to get married when I was bitten. Children and family was out of the question now. No human would understand me now. I wasn't normal.
5 years ago I escaped; 7 years ago I was bitten. It was during the time I lived in England. I had just finished university, and was looking for work. The night it happened I was out with friends. We used to meet up every week since we left, trying to keep in touch. I was returning to my flat I had rented during my time in Edinburgh. I was coming home from the pub slightly drunk after a few drinks. I never would cut through alley ways, but this night I did. The night of all nights I had to cut through the alley way. That when he got me. He came from behind, I didn't realise until it was too late, and I was on the ground with him on top of me. I remember trying to scream, trying to pull him off of me, but he was to strong. Gasping when pain shot through my shoulder. I remember the burning sensation from the bite. The last thing I saw was the wolf walking behind a dumpster.
I'm not sure how long I had been out. Hours, days, weeks or even months. When I finally pulled through I felt like I was dying. Everything in my body ached. I didn't want to move for the thought of more pain running throughout my body. Trying to gather as much strength I had. I lifted my hot and heavily swollen eye lids trying to focus on my surroundings. The pain shot through my head making me blackout again.
The next time I awoke, there wasn't so much pain. I refused to respond, wanting to go back to dream land. Reality was a bitch. Opening my eyes I was facing bars… my brain was trying to recollect what had happened. I didn't remember bars. As I was coming through my sight widened realising I was in a cage. Coughing I sat up. Something moved to the right of me. I heard footsteps coming closer, heavily breathing and the stench coming from the source. I spun round facing a man. He kept watching me, watching every move I made. I shifted myself so I was leaning far away from the man.
"Don't be afraid"
"W-w-where am I?" I croaked.
"You're here with me."
"Why am I in pain?"
"You're changing… I can't let you out on till you co-operate."
"Changing to what?" I paused for him to answer, seeing he wasn't going to say anything I spoke again, this time pleading "I'll co-operate please let me out."
"I can't"
"Please"
"Sorry"
"Then why am I changing?"
He gave me a long questioning look.
Do you remember what happened?"
What did he mean…I sat there confused falling in and out on concuss.
"The dog" was all I could manage.
"Not dog… werewolf…me."
"What?"
"You heard me"
My hand shot to my shoulder feeling the huge lumps under my skin.
That man bit me…. as my brain tried to digest this my body went into lock down. I curled up whimpering, pleading for him to let me go. He kept saying he couldn't, that I was special, and that I'd be with him.
As his mate.