"Attention! Werewolves are attacking the human community! I am one of the victims!" Standing at the edge of roof deck at 13 floors, I yell loudly, trying to catch more attention.
Even though it is already 11 p.m., there are still some people who gather, discussing if I will be sent to a mental hospital or I will kill myself first.
Of course I am not crazy. I don't want to die, either. I am just a human trying my best to run away from an evil werewolf.
"Miss, calm down." Almost 7 or 8 meters away, a man in security guard's uniform said. "You're safe. The werewolf does not exist. No one will hurt you here."
No, he is wrong. The werewolf does exist. And an evil werewolf said he would take me away today, May 16, my 18th birthday!
*** Flashback, My Home, April 16***
29 days ago, I met a werewolf.
I still remembered it was a night without the moon. I was in my house alone, sitting on the sofa, watching the Queen's Gambit.
However, I heard a male's voice rang out.
"Eli, is she alright?" It was gentle.
And another voice replied. "Alpha, she is good. Hope you enjoy a wonderful night here."
In the first several seconds, I thought it was the TV sound of my neighbor.
However, a man broke into my house from the window.
He was tall and strong. I could tell his six-pack stomach under his top. He had the kind of slender legs that would stop you in your tracks. I bet only a soldier could have such a good figure.
Maybe a fitness coach could also have. But I preferred the former one.
Whoever he was, he was a bad guy who broke into my house. The next second, I screamed out in fear.
Suddenly, the whole house turned dark. And I heard screams came out from the outside.
From the loud curses, I quickly got the conclusion: the electricity was off and our community was in chaos.
In the dark, he walked straight to me and stopped beside my sofa. For some moments, he was motionless.
His silent gaze made my palms sweating. My first reaction was to ask who he was.
But how could a criminal tell me who himself was? Besides, if I knew it, he might kill me to make it a secret. So I quickly gave up this stupid idea.
"Could you let me off? I can give you all the money I have. And I haven't seen your look. So... "
I tried my best to make my voice sound more sincere, but I couldn't control its trembling.
"I only want you." His voice was low but steady. His answer was short but powerful. And he marched forward to me like a tiger moving to his targeted prey.
My heart sank heavily. I was doomed.
His cold palm moved to my face, touching my eyebrow, eye, nose, cheek, and mouth.
"Let me go!" I was shouting in rage, but my voice was trembling because my fear was also increasing.
His hand finally stopped on my lips. His fingers slide across my lips, which made me itch.
"No way. You are mine." His voice was indifferent, as if he was just talking to his pet or prey. His touch made me scare.
I gathered my wit and said, "Please let me go! I can give you anything you want!"
"Then please me in bed." He flirted, and grabbed my chin.
"No." Although he looked hot, I didn't want to sleep with a stranger who broke into my house through the window. "I can give you money, but not my virginity."
He quickly replied, "You have no options."
Along with his answer, he pressed against me with his cold hard chest. I felt a bit painful and choking, but I have nowhere to escape. I pushed him with all my efforts but his body never moved. Fear clutched at my heart.
What should I do? I cannot fight against such a strong man at all! The fact was so clear and cruel. I could only pray that he could behave gently when he took my first.
His every rude movement came straight to his wild desire: he fixed my wrist above my head with one hand, and traced the line of my jaw with another, landing a kiss.
I had no idea how to react to his kiss. I only kissed once when I was fifteen, it was my schoolmate who I had a crush on.
But this man's kiss was totally different. His was more domineering, steeped in a passion that ignited.
He bit at my lower lip first, then trapped my tongue with a deft flick. Hell, I even felt his every movement was with a careful gentleness and I desired more?!
I wanted to bite his lips to show my defense, but he murmured against my mouth and tugged it with his teeth.
When my breath became shallow, he loosened my hands but parted my legs.
Knowing what he intended to do, I felt there was a heavy stone stood on my chest, which made me hard to breathe.
Although I told myself it was not wise to fight against him at this moment, there were still various voices yelling in my mind, forcing me to jump from the sofa. Gosh, I made it?
In his silent gaze, I crawled on my hands and knees away from the sofa.
However, my right ankle was caught by him when my left hand just touched the ground. He yanked me that pulled me back to him, fixing both my wrists and legs with his huge body.
His face was very clear to me as his hot breath was harsh. But I couldn't see his face under the vast darkness.
Weirdly, my body seemed to have a sudden tingle of excitement. Every inch his hand moved, a flame burned on my skin. Gosh, I was scared by this stranger. But why did my body even want more? I hated the instinct response of my body.
"I WANT YOU." He repeated. His voice became hoarse with a burning eagerness. "We're destined. You are my mate."
What on earth was he talking about? Was he crazy? I had never been so desperate before during the past seventeen years.
I could only use my tooth as the weapon to bite his shoulder and back. I regret my fingernails were not sharp enough to sink into his arms and wrists. My legs moved, kicked, and panicked.
But my resistance, scratch and scream just put he was in the zone.
Seconds later, I fell apart in the huge pain, my body convulsing and shattering into a thousand pieces. The blood symbolizing my virginity ran down my legs from the rips.
"I hate you..." I whimpered in despair and sadness.
He kissed me deeply and his tongue in my mouth absorbed my cries.
However, pain crashed me again just seconds later. The man seemed never fulfilled his wild desire. Gradually I fainted.
The moment when I opened my eyes again, I wished I hadn't.
The light was on. What I saw was the most thrilling thing I had ever seen. It even gave me no time to feel angry and sad for losing my virginity to a stranger.
Because clearly, I saw I was lying on a huge furry beast whose paws were on my belly!
Hell! It was a beast?!
