A Beauty to His Beast 2: An Urban Werewolf Story (12 page)

Come to my home, and we will talk. Eat the deer while it’s still warm
, I replied then ran off.

When I made it back home, I walked to the back of the house then shifted back. I hurriedly grabbed my clothes that sat neatly in a pile then got dressed. When I walked inside of the house, I heard Goon’s deep voice. I walked down the hallway then into the gym room.

“Hey, baby, you’re back early,” I said to him.

“Jalesa and Anastasia are taking over. I wasn’t going to stand in a store all day. The thoughts of some human men should be banned. One guy came in with his wife, and all he could think about was how big my dick might be. That shit is for the birds,” Goon fussed, taking off his blazer then tossing it on the floor. He took his shirt off then lay on the weight bench to lift the heavy weights. Amadi and Dayo were doing sit-ups and push-ups.

“I need to talk to you,” I said to him. Amadi and Dayo left out of the gym room.

“What’s up?” he asked, lifting up the five-hundred pounds like it weighed nothing. I stood watching the veins pop out of his nicely toned arms. His tattooed eight-pack tightened every time he lifted the weights up.

“If you want some dick, just say it, Kanya,” he laughed, putting the weight up. He sat up, and there wasn’t any trace of sweat.

“I invited two loners here,” I said to him. His eyes turned blue, and he stood up, towering over me.

“WHAT!” he shouted, causing me to back up.

“It’s a mother and her pup. They are without shelter, food, and clean water,” I said to Goon.

“You invited some muthafuckas here that we don’t even know? What if one of them is Keora?” Goon asked me.

“I know in my heart that it isn’t Keora. She has a pup with her,” I told him, and then he walked out of my face.

“This is the stupid shit that happens when I’m gone. I wasn’t even gone for two whole hours, and you have another pack coming to our home,” he fussed, walking into the kitchen. I followed behind him.

“They need shelter. It’s about to get really cold out, and she has a little girl with her,” I said to him.

“They are wolves! That’s what our fur is for. Werewolves can survive out in the wild,” he said.

“They are coming here and that’s that!” I shouted at him.

“This isn’t your damn house! This is all of ours, and if I say no, then that means no! Stop trying to go against my word. I’m supposed to protect this pack, and you are just inviting stray animals to our home. Young wolves are angry and always have the desire to kill. I bet her daughter killed a ton of humans already,” Goon said, taking a shot of Henny.

“We will see about this,” I said, grabbing items out of the fridge and pitchers of water.

“What are you doing?” Goon asked me.

“Making the shed a home for them until they get on their feet. Just because we are beast doesn’t mean we have to act like it and turn our backs on people who need help,” I said.

Goon growled at me then walked out of the kitchen. Moments later, Adika and I were both in the shed cleaning it out for the mother and her pup.

“Are you sure they are coming?” Adika asked me.

“Yes, a mother would do anything to make sure her pup is safe,” I said, as I laid down the thick wool blankets. After Adika and I were done, we headed back to the woods where I found them at. They were still eating, and all that was left was the head of the deer. They were even chewing the bones. They stopped then looked at us. Anik shifted back to human form. I handed her some clothes that were a little loose on her. Arya shifted to human form, and my heart almost skipped a beat; she was the prettiest little girl I have ever seen. Her big button eyes were the color of chestnut, and her hair was jet black and crimped as if she had braids and took them out. Arya’s skin was the color of coffee beans, and when she smiled, she had the cutest little dimples.

Adika chanted something. Arya then stood in front of us dressed like a Bratz doll. Arya looked down at her clothes then smiled. “I never met a witch like you before. Thank you,” Arya said running to Adika, giving her a hug.

“Arya is very friendly, too friendly, and often times it frightens me,” Anik said. “Thank you, Kanya. You have a golden heart just like your jackal.” I told the two of them to follow me back to the house.

“Is this a castle?” Arya asked me.

“I think of it that way. Have you seen Beauty and the Beast?” I asked Arya.

“Yes, I have,” she answered.

“Well, there is a beast in this castle. He appears mean, but he secretly has a good heart. All you have to do is give him a hug, and then he will turn into a prince,” I said. They all laughed.

Goon walked out of the house with sweatpants on and a wife-beater. Like always, he had a scowl on his strikingly handsome face.

“This is not an animal shelter,” Goon said. Arya ran to him then hugged his leg. “What the fuck?” he asked.

“Kanya said you needed a hug,” Arya said to Goon. Goon looked down at her then growled, but after a while, his mood softened up. Goon picked Arya up then looked at her.

“She’s somewhat cute,” Goon said, chuckling.

“It’s okay, Anik. He means she is cute,” I said to her as she growled at Goon. Goon held Arya in one of his arms.

“Y’all are working me, you know that? But Chippewa wolves have good hearts,” he said, carrying Arya in his arm like she was a toddler.

“You have yourself a strong Alpha. He is from Egyptian roots. He is built like a warrior. You can always tell what tribe an Alpha male is from by his build,” Anik said, making me blush.

“Interesting, almost like different breeds,” I said.

“Egyptian wolves are huge. I bet he is bigger than a lion,” Anik said laughing as we all walked inside of the house. When we walked into the house, the other wolves accepted Arya and Anik. I didn’t know much about them, but their auras were warm and comforting. I hoped they would stay.

After Elle got Anik and Arya situated in their guest room, I headed to the bedroom. Goon was out hunting, so I took a shower then put on my lace bra and panty set. My mother was okay with the twins sleeping with her. My father was mad at everyone; he went to a room at the far end of the house. I fluffed my hair out then added dark red lipstick to my lips.

I lit the fireplace and then waited for Goon to return. I ended up falling asleep on the bear skin rug that laid out in front of the fireplace.

A moan slipped from my lips when I felt kisses going down my stomach then to my feet. I kept my eyes closed, enjoying the feeling. He stuck each toe inside of his mouth licking them. His free hand slid up my thigh. When he got to my panties, he ripped them off. My arousal permeated the air. I growled from the scent that poured from out of my wet pussy.

“Smells good, doesn’t it?” Goon asked me. I tried to move, but I couldn’t.

“What the hell are you doing to me? I can’t move!” I said, opening up my eyes. I was stretched out on the floor.

“You keep forgetting I got warlock blood. I can do a few things. Nothing fancy like Adika though,” he laughed.

“Seriously, Goon, I don’t like this,” I said, panicking.

“Calm down, damn. I’m going to make it worth your while. I’m glad we’re on the rug because if not, the bed would break, and we don’t want your little papa smurf upset,” he said, licking up my legs. His hand slipped up to my breasts then squeezed them while his thumbs teased my nipples.

“Goooooonnn,” I panted, while wetness seeped out of me.

He lifted my legs up then pulled me down closer to him while both of his hands gripped my ass cheeks. He lifted me up then nuzzled his nose into my pussy then growled loudly. My nipples were hard and erect, and I wanted so badly for him to suck them. My sex throbbed, and as intense as the sensation was, I still couldn’t move. It was like my hands were tied and invisibly cuffed, and it there wasn’t nothing I could do about it. I cried out when his wet tongue pierced through my opening. His teeth gently sank into my clit. Usually when he ate me out, I had to grab his head because at times it was too much. I couldn’t grab his head as he licked and ate me to a point where the room was spinning. I wanted to squeeze my breasts; the torture was pleasurable.

“Let me drink it, Kanya. Stop being stingy and open up that pussy. You’re clenching too tight,” he said, entering one of his fingers inside of me. I released when he covered my pussy with his mouth, sucking and slurping on that sweet hole he loves so much.

“I’m cummmmmmiinnnnngggggg!” I screamed out. He held both of my legs up, raising my butt off the rug. He licked from my dripping wet pussy to my rear end. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. It wasn’t even this intense when I was in heat.

He gave my bottom a firm slap. “POP! POP!” The noise echoed throughout the room. His teeth pierced through my right buttock, and I wished a black death could just temporarily come and take me.

“I can’t take it, Goon,” I said, panting.

“You don’t want the dick now?” he asked me as he rubbed his enormous head between my slippery wet slit with my bottom still raised up from off the rug.

“I need to move,” I said to him, as his rock hard dick squeezed its way into my tight hole. It was like stuffing an eggplant inside of a keyhole. I felt everything to the bottom off my ass stretch open as he slowly pumped inside of me.

“You better not shift,” he said, going further inside of me. I felt my body changing, but I knew if it did, he would bring out his beast. He bent my noodle-like legs all the way back, making me take all of him.

Your pussy grips my dick like a glove
, he said into my thoughts. I whimpered when he started moving in and out of me. Slushing sounds filled the room. He pulled out then came sailing in, causing my whole body to jerk forward. My voice got stuck in my throat as he continuously pumped and grinded into my spot. I could feel the thick veins in his dick bulging and growing; the pressure caused a feeling to shoot up my spine. I felt like I was peeing, but I wasn’t. I was squirting as Goon showed me no mercy. With every thrust my body convulsed. His nails grew out, pricking my skin. I howled at the top of my lungs as Goon continued to deep stroke inside of me. He leaned forward then bit me on the neck. I lost it then partially shifted. I could feel my neck snapping and my face protruding out into a snout. My body was still the body of a woman, but my face wasn’t. I growled looking at Goon, but he was already partially shifted into a wolf. His blue eyes stared at me as he pumped into me over and over again, shooting his sperm inside of me. His dick swelled up then he growled. He was stuck inside of me. That’s why he didn’t want me to shift, because he would grow bigger and have a difficult time pulling out of me. My walls gripped him, milking him for everything he had. He growled louder as his dick throbbed. It was way more intense for him than it was for me. I smiled wickedly at him as he fell forward, panting heavily and growling.

Shift back, Kanya! Do that shit now before I bite you
, he said. My body slowly shifted, loosening up around him. He hurriedly pulled himself out.

“Werewolves cannot fuck in wolf form. The pussy squeezes us as we grow, and that shit is unbearable. I almost bit your face off,” Goon said, picking me up.

“Can you please allow me to move?” I asked him.

“Not tonight, beautiful. I actually like that I can do what I want to you. You resist my dick a lot, but you always want it. It’s going to be a long night,” he said, licking the inside of my ear. Goon stood in front of the window then pushed it open. The strong wind came slapping against our faces, and the fire from the fireplace blew out.

“Where in the hell are you taking me?” I asked him.

“Into the woods to see how well you do hanging upside down from a tree. You have been very stingy with giving me that treasure that you keep between your succulent thighs. You been very modest after you had the pups. Although you aren’t in heat anymore, I’m still a beast that constantly craves for your pleasure. You have to make up for those times,” he said in his raspy, deep voice while staring into my eyes. Goon leaped out of the window, landing on his feet, and ran into the woods with me in his arms to the darkest end.

Keora

              I paced back and forth in the dungeon trying to figure out how Dayo and Adika escaped. I have been gone since Izra smelled another wolf on me. I have been in a hotel trying to soak in potions I made. Dayo’s scent was still on me; I was also craving him. I stomped up the long, dark staircase. When I got to my living room, I knocked all of the potions I made off the shelves.

                 “Damn it!” I screamed, bursting the glass out of the windows. I fell down onto the floor with tears falling out of my eyes. I screamed as the tears burned my skin. It hurts when demons cry; we weren’t supposed to because we don’t feel nothing. I couldn’t understand the meaning of my tears. A dark-like shadow came over me; it was Saka. I wished I never brought him back. He was a pain in the ass. All I wanted was to become more powerful than Naobi. I wanted to reincarnate Goon so he could forget Kanya. Goon was becoming a distant memory to me; I no longer cared about him or Kanya, but I made a deal with Saka.

                     “Your heart is going pure again,” Saka said to me.

                   “Shut the fuck up!” I screamed at him.

Then his creepy voice laughed. “I guess you just insulted me,” he said. “You owe me. I don’t care about your love life.”

                  “I wish I had kept you in hell,” I said, standing up. A powerful force came into my legs causing me to fall down. I screamed out in pain.

“Be careful of your tongue or else I will have it on a shrine.”

                      “You tricked me! You knew that I could never be stronger than Naobi.”

                      “You could never be stronger than your creator,” he said to me.

                  “I can send you back.”

                   “Go ahead. Then you will no longer be shielded. The gods will see everything you have done, and then it will be you locked away for eternity.”

                  “I will do it.”

                      “See you later,” Saka said, and then his spirit disappeared. I got up then took a shower, changing into my regular clothes. I disguised myself into a young Chinese woman. I wore a pair of ripped jeans, a purple sweater and flat shoes. I had a backpack on my back with my camera hanging off my shoulder. I looked like a young tourist, perhaps an exchange student.

          I pretended to take pictures of the city dock, but I was looking at Dash and Amilia sitting on the bench as their pups lay in a stroller. I continued to snap photos, getting closer to them. When I got closer, I heard them arguing.

                    “We are running out of money. We cannot live in the woods,” Amilia said to Dash.

                    “I’m doing the best that I can. We need to find a way to those Egyptian jewels. That store has maximum security, stronger than a damn bank,” Dash said.

                   “You shouldn’t have attacked them and maybe I would still been working there.”

                   “That was our deer. Those rich sons of bitches are sitting on goldmines. Xavier was too busy chasing after the jackal. He should’ve been chasing after the gold. I don’t want anymore of our wolves to get killed or kill one of theirs. All I want to do is support my pack then leave Goon and his pack alone.”

                  When I walked past them, I could hear Dash sniffing. He looked at me then growled; I still smelled like Dayo.

                     “Who are you?” Dash asked me.

                    “A person that can help you,” I said to him. Amilia growled then pulled the stroller closer to her.

                   “Help me how?” Dash asked me.

                     “I have some pieces of jewelry that are worth a lot of money, but of course, I need a favor from you.”

                  “I don’t do favors for strangers.”

                     “Me neither, but desperate times calls for desperate measures.” I went into my pocket pulling out a necklace that one of the Egyptian rulers wore centuries ago. “This could be worth a lot if you sell it to a historic museum, but of course, I need something from you,” I said to Dash.

                    “What is it?” Amilia asked.

                     “Fall back. This is between the Alpha and I,” I said, rolling my eyes at her.

                    I looked at Dash. “I want you to distract the other pack. Get any lone werewolf to join your pack. I need him and his pack ambushed by a lot of werewolves. They are strong, very strong, but they cannot defeat all of you,” I said to him.

                  “What is the purpose?” Dash asked.

                    “They have something I want. All you have to do is get your clan together. I will know when you do. Once you are ready, I will find you.”

Amilia looked at me. “I don’t trust you. Why would a Chinese woman have a piece of ancient Egyptian jewelry?”

                  “The same reason why you have a piece of black dick and you are of a different ethnicity. I don’t like to be questioned,” I spat.

                 “Don’t you talk to her like that. I will bite your damn throat out,” he said to me.

                   “She’s a witch,” Amilia said out loud.

                     “You are worth more than just to breed with. You actually have a brain, but anyways, get the job done. There will be more pieces of jewelry where this came from,” I said placing the necklace inside of his hand. I took a picture of his pups with my camera. Amilia jumped up.

“What did you do that for?” she asked me.

                      “Many spells can come about just by a picture. Do you think I would let you have a piece of jewelry knowing you might skip town? If you don’t go through with my plan, these little pups will become a meal to a demon, and you know they like babies,” I said to her. Amilia gasped and Dash looked at me with his pupils changing colors.

“Take this shit back. I will find another way,” he said, shoving the necklace into me, causing me to fall.

                    “A deal is a deal. Once you touched that necklace, it was done. You walk away now, and you can kiss your pups good-bye. I will see you soon,” I said then disappeared.

When I got back home, I smiled. I knew Dash was going to carry out his mission. Images of Dayo came into my head. I missed him. I craved him. I was going to get him back.

                    I sat down in the middle of the floor and closed my eyes to get an image of what Dayo was doing. I was able to see and hear his thoughts even with us being far away because he marked a witch. When I saw a vision of him, he was on his motorcycle. When he stopped at a red light, he lifted up his helmet to eye a woman’s behind as her hips seductively moved side to side.

                  “Come here for a second. Let me talk to you,” he said, to the busty black woman. She wasn’t pretty, but she was very shapely. She looked to be only around twenty.

                    “The light is ready to turn green,” the woman said back to him.

                     “I don’t care about that, gorgeous. I would stop traffic for you any day,” Dayo replied. The woman blushed then read off her number to him. He smiled at her then sped off when the light turned green. I looked up and down my house in search of my cell phone. I kept one because Adika said she wanted to be normal. That used to be our way of communicating. When I found it, I powered it on. It was ready to die out. I hurriedly dialed the number.

“Hello, this is Demoore,” the woman answered sweetly.

                     “Stay the fuck away from him!” I screamed into the phone.

                     “Who is this?” she asked me with her music playing loudly in the background.

                     “This is his mate. Now, I have warned you. Take heed of my warning or else I will slit your throat while you sleep. I will sip on your soul like it’s fine fruity wine,” I said then the phone cut out. I wanted Dayo more than ever.