Remembering my vampire husband.

N9ne. Orcas can't hurt her.

Orcas

I was in my most natural form, wolf.

Yes I could change whenever I desire, being in human form serves a purpose, but when the moon is full I feel compelled to greet her in my most instristic form.

I was on the hunt. I knew that damn vampire that utterly destroyed my mate, ripping her apart, cutting off her head was out there.

So I hunted every one of them. I would take them out one at a time, hurt them as they hurt me and my clan.

The Alpha was living in the old country, he hadn't had a pulse on life here with his own pack for many years.

Many of the werewolves were rogue now, us Lycans tried to keep them in order by creating clans for them to live under. We protect them, give them bylaws.

The Alpha, Aries Maelstrom could care less. In this day and age it was about paying dues and loyalty to the pack.

Many grumbled at his hands off approach. But too many were lazy, enjoying a lush human life of opulance, not even having to hunt anymore.

I've even heard tales of some wolves locking themselves in a panic room until the full moon passed. Disgusting.

I am old school, I still hunt, I enjoy it.

Tonight I am still hunting for the one that killed Serena.

I drove to a local bar. It was called the Cave. Many vampires and humans mix here.

Serena had been there the night she was murdered.

I had been going there sniffing around until the trail grew cold.

I had gotten lucky once, or so I thought.

The human bar tender threw me a bone, I was following a man named Jason Hues. He was seen dancing with my Serena.

I believed that he posed as an American businessman, thus Rena and I flew to the states. It was a dead end.

He was actually a human businessman, he knew nothing.

Rena wanted to kill him, but he wasn't worth it. We know that there are cameras everywhere and very good detectives that can tie you up in the American courts for murder, yadda yadda yadda.

So here I am back at this dumpy bar.

I dressed in a pair of charcoal slacks and a light grey shirt that was open at the neck, exposing my excellent veins.

It didn't take long before a beautiful blond set her sights on me. I can smell them you know. They smell like rot inside.

I smiled and bought her a drink.

She had Hennessy, straight.

She tried that eye thing on me that they use to stun their prey, however I had my special contacts in with a blurred effect. I was therefore immune to her powers.

I let her believe I was turned on by her. I even let her kiss me. She actually bit my lip.

I pulled away before she could taste me.

" Naughty girl!" I told her.

She ran her sharp red nails over my chest hair. I'd always had these three patches of white on my chest, it was a family trait. She fingered my chest hair, salivating for my blood.

I picked up the check and walked to the car. I drove us to the cemetery, it was always dead there, pun intended.

As predicted she jumped me at the first tombstone. I held her down as her teeth bit several times in the cool night air, she made a snake hissy noise.

" Easy girl, you want me?" I would question her first.

" I do, I want you lover under my exquisite body, I will let you f*** me, then you will let me taste you." She commanded

" Fine." I knew she wasn't going to die easy.

" Tell me... Karen, is it?"

She nodded as she writhed next to me.

I held her by the neck.

" Why did you kill Serena Black?" I squeezed her neck.

She grinned. " I've killed so many humans, I couldn't tell you any of their names."

" Try, for me Karen, she was a wolf really, she had long black hair, dark eyes, pretty as a viper."

Karen hissed at me.

" I'm so tired of talking. I hope I did kill a worthless wolf, they are so pesky to our coven."

I felt myself began to get heated. My eyes were on fire, the contacts popped right out of my eyes.

I must have triggered her manic phase as she went crazy then seeing me start to turn. Her teeth were poised to strike my neck.

She attacked me, too late...I was already in full form. I snarled at her as I quickly ran my claw into her heart, tearing it right out of her chest.

It was so quick. She frowned looking down. All she said was,"Damn!"

And yes I believed she would be.

I finished her by violently removing her head for her. She wouldn't need it anyway.

Her body slumped to the ground. I slowly transformed back into my human shape.

I looked at the tomb stone next to Karen it said Michael Jonas.

"Keep watch over this one for me Michael won't you dear chap, sorry to mess up your tomb stone, I will come clean it after they remove her filthy body."

I walked away, still feeling very empty.

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The next day I went to her castle, I really couldn't just walk in and visit with her, I knew that she wouldn't understand when I snatched that key and let the clan get their revenge on her. I changed into my true self.

She was there, I couldn't believe it, she was just sitting up on that cliff, watching me as I was sniffing around. I was looking for a way up to her.

Then she disappeared. I hurried as I finally found a path up to her.

Kennedy was there, sleeping.

I saw her in her bra. The outline of her soft natural breasts. No silicone implants for this girl.

I was about to reach my wolf teeth into her pocket, try to see if the key was there.

She whimpered in her sleep and shuddered.

I decided to study her some more. Her body wasn't the body of a skinny supermodel. No long legs or super skinny torso.

No this girl was curvalicious.

I sat next to her, just close enough to touch her arm.

I sensed when she was awake, I quickly turned away.

She placed her hand on my paw. I felt the impulse to taste her, so I did.

She didn't get scared. She slowly rolled over to face me.

I was excited when I saw her roll over to me and then that fricking key was right there, it had been nestled between her large breasts on a chain. She called me a she, me a huge masculine wolf!

I admit I wanted to scare her, I snarled. She didn't even flinch.

She looked into my eyes, she seemed to recognize me, I swear she even winked at me.

When she touched me and called me Clover, I got week and I admit, she has a strange power over me.

I was thinking about grabbing it, but she touched my chest and I might have let her pet my head too, then I did it, I rolled over for her, this human girl.

She could see my wolfhood. She called me Clover.

When she started to cry, I was compelled to lick her tears away, why was she crying?

Then she spoke to me and when she giggled, I was afraid of her. I jumped back.

She was controlling me. I couldn't let it go any further. I was a powerful wolf/man.

I lived in a world that she couldn't understand. So yes, I jumped back affraid of her power over me.

She fell asleep then, consummed with her grief. I sniffed out her coat as I was leaving her.

I almost peed on it and ran away.

But instead.....I took it to her and covered her. I wanted to protect her.

Me, protect her?

I'm going to run and hide from all of this now, think about my life and my revenge. I will not think about Kennedy Starling, not even once.

I lied.