WEREWOLF ROMANCE: Forgotten Flower (Paranormal BBW Menage Romance) (3 page)

“
Well let me tell you
right now that it’s not as easy to talk about as you think. I don’t
want you getting involved because it’s not some cute little
problem. In fact, it’s pretty devastating and I don’t want you to
think any less of me. You’re a nosey woman who pries into the
affairs of other people, and you need to get the hell out now while
you still can. For my sake, and for your own,” he said.

“
But…why?” I
asked.

“
Because I care about you.
This is my battle and mine alone. I don’t want you getting involved
in something that you’re not supposed to be involved in. It’s crap
I tell you, and I know that you’re going to hate me, but to be
honest I don’t care. I know better than to drag a beautiful woman
like you into this. Its better this way,” he said.

“
Really? Do you really
think so?” I asked.

“
Yes. I know so,” he
replied.

“
Whatever. You’re nothing
but a coward who can’t even tell his friend what’s going on. I
swear, you’re going to regret the day you wish you told me about
what the fuck was going on, and you’ll want to think twice about
wat you’ve done, because for now, I’m done,” I said.

“
But Casey, it’s for the
best. I don’t want you to get involved in something that you don’t
understand,” he said.

“
Bullshit. You’re just
leaving me in the dark. Just like everyone else. You probably think
I’m annoying or something, but the truth is, I care a lot about
you, and I can see right now that you don’t care enough about me to
even tell me the truth about what was going on,” I
snapped.

“
But—“

Before I could say
anything else I turned around, walking out of the park. I felt bad
for what I had done, especially since I knew that it was going to
be awkward for each of us the next time we managed to see one
another. But I wasn’t going to bother him. No, I wasn’t going to
deal with him when it came to this shit. He was hiding something,
and I guess I’m not good enough of a friend to know the truth.
Whatever, goodbye and good riddance dude. I’ll come back to you
sometime later.

I guess it was the end for
now. I didn’t want a thing to do with him, and he was being obvious
as usual. I walked back to my dorm, feeling sad and hurt. I mean, I
thought that the bastard did at least like me, but I guess not.
It’s hurtful I’m sure, but I know that it’s not something that I’m
going to have to worry about. He’s going to live his own life, and
me mine. I hate it, but I know that it was going to be something
that I would just have to deal with. Live and learn I guess. Maybe
he would come around and tell me the truth about what was going on,
but I would try to get over this.

Little did I know that he
would come back, and I would find out the secret much sooner than I
expected.

I
hadn’t spoken to Dexter in two weeks. It was strange, but
after a while, I knew that it was for the best. I mean, he was
hiding the truth from me and refusing to tell me what’s really
going on. I didn’t like the treatment, but I guess if he wants to
go that route I can’t stop him. Still, it annoyed the living shit
out of me every time my phone went off and the only thing that I
saw was a text from Rayne telling me that I needed to go out to the
club with her. Yeah, not happening. Fuck that shit. The thing is,
it’s not my scene, and I know that it’s not a place for me. I guess
the only thing that I can do now was to just wait for an opening or
try to get over it.

However, it was hard to
get over the pain of the moment. I mean, he was a good friend of
mine, and I felt like that void was appearing and becoming worse
with wear. I tried to get over it, but it was growing rougher by
the day. Of course, I guess it’s for the best. I mean, if there was
something really bad he wouldn’t want me to know about
it.

But what was it? That was
what bothered me the most. I wanted to know what the secret that he
was refusing to tell me was, and why he wasn’t disclosing it. The
only thing that I could do was wait and see, and it was only
getting worse with wear.

Time passed, and I decided
to ignore everything and work on my studies. Who needed a man
anyways? I mean, I was fine and dandy without them before, and this
was only making me suffer. I didn’t want to worry about that shit
right now, I just wanted to live my own damn life. Of course, I
would tell myself that but the truth of the matter was, I was
pissed off about everything. I took out my anger instead on
studies, which didn’t do it enough justice, but I guess it would be
okay for now. I mean, I didn’t like it but I would live. I was
doing okay, but it still sucked ass to have to wait for any sort of
change in my life.

God I wanted something
different. This whole life of just waiting for something and hoping
that it would come along sucked ass. I mean, I tried my best to
just keep my head up, but it was growing worse with wear. I felt
like I should tell him, that I should call Dexter and apologize.
But call it what you want, but I refused to do that. I guess I am
nothing but a stubborn bitch.

However, that didn’t stop
me from trying to rectify the situation a few times. I nearly
pulled out my phone a couple of times over the next few days,
getting to his number and contemplating calling him. It was so damn
tempting, so bad, but I wasn’t going to do it. It wasn’t worth it,
and I would have to tell myself that. Guess it was for the best
that I didn’t do the thing and just let it be.

One night, I stayed at
school a bit later to work on a couple of projects. It was a nice
night, but soon everything got dark. Before I knew it, it was close
to nine at night and I was shocked about that. I guess I was
working later than I expected. I wanted to get home fast so that I
could hang out and chill for a little bit. I mean, it was Friday
night.

I looked at my phone.
Still no damn message from him. What was he thinking? I mean come
on, I know that we did have a fight, but I was expecting him to be
a bit more belligerent about this sort of thing. I was expecting at
least half a fight or a couple of texts telling me that he missed
me. But sadly, nothing was there.

Whatever. I grabbed my
shit and walked out of the library, turning the lights off and not
looking back. It was the end of the night, time for me to head on
home. Or at least that’s where I thought I would be going. I headed
out, but I heard a rustle in the bushes, and immediately I started
to feel scared.

“
Who’s there?” I asked. I
didn’t hear anything after that, so I thought that it was my
imagination. I started to walk once again, feeling the anxiety
coursing over my body. Okay, this shit is seriously getting weird
now, and I don’t like it.

I tried to think of other
things to worry about to get my mind off of it. I didn’t want to
think about Dexter, so I thought about the next best thing, which
would be me heading on back and taking a nice hot bath. Yeah, that
sounded great. That sounded really fucking—

There it was again. That
sound. What the hell was going on? I started to feel the
apprehension in my bones grow, and I didn’t like this one bit. I
tried to play it off, but hearing that same rustle twice in a
distance of two blocks was creepy as balls, and I didn’t like this.
However, I kept walking once again. I didn’t like the feeling that
this place was giving me. It was ominous to the extreme, but I
tried to stay calm. Of course, my dark ebony skin was practically
like a shadow in this light. If someone was out there, they could
barely see me.

But I was getting worried,
and all of a sudden, I felt a presence behind me. No, I don’t want
to look. I refuse to. All of a sudden, I was pushed up against the
wall, my body hitting the brick hard.

“
There you are. I can see
why Dexter is interested in you,” the voice said.

“
W-what do you mean?” I
asked.

“
Don’t act like you don’t
know you dumb bitch. You’re the one who is hanging around him, and
he’s probably just trying to get you to hang around so that he can
be the alpha. But I’m not letting him. That bastard can’t take
what’s rightfully mine,” the voice hissed.

Alpha? What the hell was
going on? I was so confused, but I was definitely worried about all
of this.

“
Let me go,” I
breathed.

“
Wrong. I’m not letting
you get away you dumb little bitch. You’re mine, and I’m going to
kill you on the spot,” the voice said.

I braced myself, feeling
scared about what was going to happen next. I mean, would anyone
save me? I didn’t think so, because I was black and I probably
blended in with the darkness. Plus nobody seemed to be out here
right now, making this guy’s words that much more
foreboding.

“
I’m not going to let you
leave you dumb little slut. You know what I’m going to do instead?
I’m going to kill you and then bring the body over to Dexter. I’m
sure he doesn’t want his little black bitch to be seen like that,
but I can’t wait to give him his present,” the guy
hissed.

I looked around realizing
that this guy wasn’t what I originally thought he was. He was
half-animal half man, and I was scared. So he was a wolf man? What
the living hell was going on.

“
Let me go!” I screamed. I
tried to move, but the wolf creature thing grabbed my hands,
pushing them up against the wall. He then slapped me square across
the face.

“
Shut up you dumb bitch.
You are not going to get out of here alive, and I will swear by
it,” he screamed.

I blushed, realizing what
the hell was going on. I can’t believe that I was going to die
here, and I was panicking by that thought of that. I mean, I didn’t
want it to end like this, but I was scared about the truth of the
situation. Would I be able to live? Ro would this be the
end.

However, as soon as I
thought about that, I heard something nearby. Then, I felt a
presence immediately to the side of me, pushing this wolf creature
thing off. I looked over, and there was another wolf creature, but
this one was fully changed. I was panicking at the sight. What was
going on? Was I going to die right then and there? God I hope
not.

The wolf that saved me
seemed to be able to at least gore the other one, and soon he
stumbled away. I looked over, but before the other wolf ran away,
he stared at the savior.

“
You won’t get away with
this Dexter,” he said.

I looked at Dexter, and I
was shocked. Was that really what was going on? Was Dexter right in
front of me? God I hoped not, but then, everything changed. The
wolf man in front of me started to shift into a new form, and when
I looked over at it again, I nearly screamed.

It was Dexter, and he
changed from a wolf to a human, which was probably the scariest
goddamn part about all of this. But I didn’t know what else to say,
and I could feel the breath in my throat start to hitch. No, this
was too shocking to be true, but I knew that it was the case, and I
knew that it was unlike anything I had ever seen before. There was
a lot of explaining this guy would have to do.

I
moved closer to Dexter as he looked at me. He was just in a
pair of raggedy jean shorts, and I blushed at the fact that he was
so close to me. But, I was more scared of the fact that this was
all happening, that he was right there in front of me and there
were so many answers that were left unsaid. He came over to me,
extending his hand.

“
You can trust me,” he
said with a smile.

I grasped his hand,
looking at him with dark eyes. I mean, what was I supposed to
think? Sure, he was hot as fuck, but I was scared of what the man
had become. But he stared at me with a smile, and I knew that he
was going to explain it all sooner or later.

“
Casey, come with me to my
home. I will clean you up. We have to talk there,” he
explained.

I didn’t say much, but I
blindly followed him to his car. When we got to his home, a nice
brownstone that was definitely worth decent money. He led me inside
and closed the door. We didn’t say anything, but he led me to the
living room and I sat across from him. He then started to grab the
first-aid kit, hitting a couple of the wounds with some antiseptic
before he put some bandages on them.

“
Thanks,” I
said.

“
It’s all right. You have
a bit of a swelling going on in your cheek. Did he slap you or
something?” he asked me.

“
Yeah. He was pretty
brutal,” I replied.

“
That’s Nico for you. That
bastard and I have been at odds for a long time,” he
mused.

Nico? So who was this
dude? It was strange to think that a guy like him would have so
many problems with a person. I mean Dexter was a nice dude, and I
was shocked that it was all going down like this.

“
So care to explain what
the hell is going on now?” I asked.

“
Yes. I feel like you at
least deserve that,” he replied.

He sat down across from
me, the space growing less. He looked at me with a serious glance
before speaking to me once again.