Cold hearts, Warm beds

Chapter-1

I have been living alone for as long as I can remember. My parents disowned me when I was a baby. All the years I have been alive has made me heard many theories about why. I am not sure which ones of them are true except for one. I am cursed by the moon goddess. I am not sure what did I do to offend her even before I was born, but what's done is done, right? There is nothing that I can do about it now, Can I?

I have been 21 for quite some centuries now and I have managed to stay alone and fend for myself all these years. That is, in my humble opinion, quite an achievement given that both Clans of Vampires and werewolves are wary and skeptical of my presence and wouldn't give it a second thought before killing me. 

I have never been too caught on how physically attractive someone is. I mean I have had multiple one-night stands with really average-looking humans, vampires, and werewolves but being beautiful certainly helps my survival. I am tall, fair, and sexy to look at. I am not as strong as werewolves nor as lethal as vampires. In fact, I am totally innocuous in comparison to both of them and would do well with a human partner. But, they don't live forever. They die as quickly as in seventy years sometimes. So, I am careful not to be attached to them. Their body changes with time and they die like wilted flowers. It's like they never existed in the first place which hurts. So I have learned to keep away from them and I usually don't meet the same human twice.

I stay alone in rented apartments in whatever part of the world I fancy at any given point of time. I do odd jobs- waitress, babysitting, store clerk, janitor, basically anything I can do to survive. I can sense vampires and smell werewolves so I tend to keep my distance from both unless I specifically want to go close to them. 

Also, I think I am dying alone, given the centuries I have lived and not found anyone to mate with. I mean I haven't had any Vampire zing with me or any werewolf be my mate. I try not to get hungover the fact reminding myself that I am too awesome for both of them!

I have vibrators and dildos to keep me company in bed and so it's not like I miss having a mate or something. Yes, dinners get lonely sometimes but I manage just about fine. I mean after Netflix life certainly has become easier. I sometimes wonder what will be the end of me. Where do I belong? Will I ever fit in? Will, I ever have a mate of my own and my own pups or devil spawns? Why me? Why was I the one to be cursed? It could have been anyone? They say every curse from the moon goddess comes with a blessing because she is like our mother and can never really do anything to harm or hurt us... It's been so many centuries and I am still waiting to know what my blessing is that has been attached to the curse? Where is it? Will I ever get it? Or have I done something really bad and I somehow don't qualify for the blessing but only the curse? I hug my pillow close to me, tuck myself under my warm quilt, and keep looking at the moon from my window, like umpteenth times I have done before until I fall asleep.