Howl by Brieanna Boyce (e reading malayalam books txt) 📕

you,” I got into the car and the boy got in buckling his seat belt and looked to the back pushing all the clutter off the seats trying to make it look neat. “Sorry it’s a mess.” He then proceeded to put the car into ignition automatically playing the perfectly teenage sounds of blink- 182.

I relaxed in the car, smiling happily.

“So where are we going?” the boy asked.

“You think you can drive me out of state, or at least to the border?”

The boy shrugged, “sure. So uh can I ask about the dress?”

I looked down, “Oh uh yeah my dad wanted me to go to this big dinner thing.”

“I see looks like some pretty fancy stuff.” He seemed intimidated.

“I guess,” I shrugged.

He chuckled, “you know most girls would die to wear something like that.”

“I would die to take it off,” I grumbled.

“I could help you with that,” the boy grinned.

I looked at him and laughed, he was even as perverted as I remember human boys being. Who ever thought I’d miss that?

“As tempting as that offer is,” I chuckled, “I think I’ll decline.”

The boy grinned staring straight ahead, “So where are you headed to anyway?”

“I’m going over to visit an old friend.”

“Sounds fun,” the boy grins and when I don’t respond he fills the silence by turning up his music. It’s funny since changing I suppose I’ve become paranoid and somewhat socially inept. When I was human I too was afraid of awkward pauses, now I do not mind them because every silent moment I take gives me enough time to fully process the information I’d received.

I looked outside and noticed everything from the hugest building, to the smallest bug on the side walk, I noticed every heartbeat and suddenly became aware of the boy’s delicious scent. It filled the car and I rolled down the window and the boy looked at me. “Are you getting carsick?”

“Something like that,” I muttered and he handed me a sweatshirt from the back, in all honesty I never really felt cold anymore not because of the weather anyway, but the gesture was cute I smiled and put it on.

“Thank you,” I smiled.

“Keep it,” the boy said grinning.

“Oh, I… I don’t know if I’m coming back to New York.”

The boys light mood fumbled a bit and he frowned, I smiled and kissed his cheek, “If I’m ever around New York I’ll drop this off to you. I promise.”

The boy smiled a little, “You are so different from other girls I’ve met.”

I held back a sigh, I don’t think I’d said anything that weird had I? Why couldn’t I ever be normal?

The boy smiled as if he could read my mind, “Relax I had meant it as a compliment.”

We spent the rest of the day talking though I carefully dodged every personal question he asked he got me food at a McDonalds which I was happy to discover I enjoyed just as much now as I did when I was human. It was nice finding a similarity in my old life and my new however small it was, and although I quite enjoyed the food there was a hunger that was not sated.

It seemed that the smell of his blood only smelled better and more alluring each passing moment the sound of his heartbeat like that of a deadly dance of which I hoped I was strong enough to resist. For awhile we drove a few hours perhaps and finally he took me to right in front of Rayne’s house I had thanked him and told him that he didn’t have to take me all the way here but he insisted and wished me good luck he hugged me and then drove off.
I turned and looked at Rayne’s house, I couldn’t explain it but something seemed off, it was like all the color was leached out f the house and also in the area surrounding it, but I shook it off as paranoia or at least I tried to but my heartbeat quickened and my hands were sweating. I opened the door cautiously, the inside was pitch black but I could still see the shapes of things. I used my vampire sight and found nothing I then switched to my vampire sight in which I saw the forms of three people they were all red. I did not see the silhouette of Rayne.

“I can see you,” I called, “Who are you three and what do you want.”

“It is but a trap,” the she wolf hissed, “show no mercy for they will show none on you,”

I was surprised that her voice was still there I had thought the she wolf was upset with me and disappeared.

“I can never leave you I am a part of you. Although you are part vampire you have no evil in you. Now focus.”

I nodded and crouched low growling low letting my teeth grow into wolf teeth and my nails grow into claws. Hoping maybe that I wouldn’t have to kill anyone, from behind me I felt two hands squeeze my throat, O was surprised and dug my claws into my assailants wrist and I smelled the blood waft through the air I easily pried his hands off my throat and fed on his blood, it tasted amazing it reminded me of life itself, it was bitter, it was sweet, it was sour and it was hot. I only got two licks of the powerful delicious blood before I lost consciousness, but I thought I heard a groan before I went under.

I woke up my body craving blood even more then before, I looked around and found myself in Rayne’s basement, my whole body felt like lead and everywhere hurt. I groaned and moved my body hearing a sound that resembled jingling and felt a sharp pain in my wrist and the smell of blood. I opened my eyes and found my wrists bound in shackles and blood oozing out from underneath them.

“There are razors on the inside of those shackles,” I heard a familiar voice state matter-of- factly.

I looked up and saw Rayne standing as tall and beautiful as ever, I smelled his blood and knew I had drunken some. He was looking down at me as if I was a puzzle. “I knew for a fact you were a threat to us but I could’ve never imagined that you were both vampire and werewolf.”

“Screw the formal crap Rayne, what’s going on? Why am I in shackles?”

Rayne chuckled, “even for a girl in this day in age you are rash and unpredictable, you’ve always been that way. I find you so strange one moment you seem an ally the next you’re an enemy.”

“I am no threat to you Rayne.” I said unbelieving that this was the boy I’d loved for his chivalry, kindness, and strength.
“That’s what I thought, but I realized that you maybe tricking me trying to get information for your werewolf friends.”

I gawked, “You can’t really believe that can you?”

“Like I said Skylar, you are very unpredictable, you said you loved me and yet you drank my blood.” He looked at me bitterly; he acted as if I was a stranger as if he didn’t know me my whole life.

“I didn’t know It was you,” I pleaded weakly.

“Yes well even if that is so we have to break you of your vampire drinking habit.” He said.

“So you’re chaining me up?”

“And bleeding you out yes,” He turned on his toe gracefully and left me there.

I just sat there in shock, I was sad enough to cry and yet I couldn’t manage to come to tears. Rayne had betrayed me the one person in the world I trusted and now I realized that I had made a huge mistake in leaving the pack but it was too late, I would starve and eventually die here and the only person I had to blame was myself.

“This is not your fault you have known this vampire all your life and vampires are quite alluring to humans you were no exception and because you had fond memories of him you trusted him which is really only natural. Also, when you left you were only thinking of the pack…well not only but it was a big reason why you had left. The fact that you think of you’re pack before yourself only means you are a good werewolf.”

I meant to laugh but instead it had come out like a sob I lied down on the hard, cold, basement floor and closed my eyes. Why was Tristan so cold towards me now, it must’ve meant that everything he had said in the dream was a lie, I felt tears well up in my eyes I had never felt so stupid and unsure in my life. I then looked around the room, careful not to shift my body too much so that the shackles wouldn’t bite farther into my wrist. The room was a drab gray color and lacked any real furniture; there were two banisters and a rug on the floor. I sighed and then spied a small cellar window which leaked out a little light. Even that didn’t seem like much of an option. Suddenly I heard someone open the basement door and walk down the stairs followed by heavy thumping. I quickly lied down and pretended to be asleep the pressure of lying down dug the razor further into my wrist and I forced myself to swallow down a whimper. I heard the sound of something dragging and then a thump right next to me. I heard the tempting melody of blood coursing through the veins.

“Please don’t,” a girl’s voice pleaded next to me then I heard the dreaded jingles of the chains and the clap of the shackles shutting.

“Shut up girlie,” I heard Rayne hiss, I rolled over and winced then looked up at Rayne, his light blue eyes seemed to light up with disgust looking at his captor. I looked to her and I knew she was human, she had dull blonde hair and green eyes that looked just as mine had before the change, she had bags under her eyes and pale skin which was marked with dirt.

“Your eyes,” she said.

I sighed, “I know they are strange,” I looked to Rayne “Why are you doing this to me?”

Rayne sighed looking at me sympathetically, “This is the only way Skylar, you have to drink her.”
“No!” I shouted, “I won’t do it!”I growled “Why would you make me do this?!”

“I can’t let you feed off members of our race.”

“This is supposed to give me reason not to?! You attacked me and bound me in shackles!” I screamed.

“Relax,” he grabbed underneath my chin then kissed me softly, “mmm you’ll forgive me you love me and I am doing this to help you because I love you.”

I turned my head away, he’s just lying to me I know it for a fact.

“They’re all liars Skylar… I’m just sorry you had to learn this way.”

I turned my head back towards him and spit at him, “You said you didn’t drink people’s blood, you said you only took blood from the blood bank. You are just like the rest of them. You’re nothing but an oversized mosquito, A pest. People are more than