Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

"You finally admitted that you are annoyed by those facts about you," I hoisted my chin, eyes staring straight into hers. "You are indeed just like me, Elaine. Always interested in other people's life so that we may forget ours that are as fragile and broken as a shattered glass."

Eliane waved a hand when she noticed I am no longer looking at her. "Fine, fine. But I cannot completely swear my word, especially when the things I'm saying are actually what you never wanted people to know."

"Just stop it," I sneered.

Eliane chuckled, one that made me realize that evil never hides in the dark. Sometimes it's more visible under a bright light.

"You know what, Elaine. Girls in glass houses should never throw stones." Eliane circled me, a predator slowly letting its prey know that it has nowhere to go to. "You are as perfectly imperfect just as I am and was. So stop turning your back, it will just hurt your feet even more."

I swear my eyes were already bleeding just by seeing her, how much more my ears when hearing her chortle every damn minute!

"Even if choice is an illusion, it doesn't mean I cannot make an illusion of my own." I narrowed my eyes no matter how bitchy I look, "The final decision is still on me. I know I will still die one way or another. But mind you, Eliane. This is my destiny now despite the freaking fact that you are me and I am you. I don't care if my destiny will bleed. I will decide whether I will bleed laughing or I will bleed smiling."

The dance of amusement finally left her eyes. And slowly, just slowly, I saw that pair of bright green eyes slowly turn into solid black.

"You're a monster just as I am!"

"I know," I grinned. "I'm not denying it. In fact, I'm enjoying it."

I heard the sound of a doorbell ringing which made me flinch.

"You're still afraid, aren't you? That they will suddenly find out and you are not

prepared." She slightly tilted her head, "See? You are me after all, dear."

"ENOUGH!!!" I took a nice, five-second deep breath and shook my hands twice. "Enough

of your manipulations, Eliane. Please, I beg you just this once."

That mirthless smirk is definitely sucking the living daylights out of me. "I am not manipulating. I am just stating the fact on why you should reconsider your choice your decision in choosing Tyler is the one I expected you to make. However," she gave an emphasis to that last word. "Are you sure it is the best? Considering that my Hearteaters are always one step ahead of your wolfies, I doubt that the Werewolves will even have time to ring the sound of alarm the moment they appear at Selena's Wall, brightly dark and ready for bloodshed."

"Well see, then." It might be technically talking to my other self but I made her feel that I am not intimidated by her presence. "One can only assume things that have not happened. Yet." She chuckled, a hair-raising, eerie one. As if the entity I was talking to is the villain of all villains. "Go on, then. I'd like to see you try." Her smile still did not vanish, "I'm glad you're slowly being stubborn. That means you cannot be easily manipulated by the people around you just like me back then."

"Yet, you've become manipulated by your own heart." I clicked my tongue in an authoritative way. "Too bad that the great witch and Forest Queen had become a slave to her own emotions-"I gave her the creepiest smile that ever bloomed in this seemingly-brimming- with-innocence face, "Even until now."

"As if you were not controlled by your fear." I stiffened. Her face inched closer, the identical face that I always wore, closer to my lips until it almost kissed. "Perhaps you forgot, even before you've been introduced to Stella's Soul, you are always afraid that your 'family' will come charging at you again like some bull."

My throat bobbed in panic. I remember the sound of the door opening just the moment Tyler's voice filled the room upstairs, "I'll just be taking a bath, honey!"

He knew I'm here, if it really was Tyler. Eliane is the Queen of Illusions and I now doubt

the credibility of the things I'm seeing and hearing.

"I will never forget that. It's just that I already buried my past so that I can discover more of my future."

Elaine?"

"Such wise words from an eighteen-year-old pregnant Alpha's wife. How to be like you,

I tilted my head in amusement. "Just don't be you and you'll eventually become like me," I replied sarcastically.

Her hand halted mid-slap when Tyler, whose lower part of the body was only wrapped by a wet towel, appeared behind her. "Oh, I guess you've found the gallery then. I was actually about to give you a tour on this part of the house but it got lost in my thoughts. I'm so sorry, love."

It's a miracle that Tyler is acting that way. That sweet, altruistic Tyler I have fallen for in the first place. "It's okay, babe. I have found it on my own so there's no need for you to stress about it."

Tyler walked towards me in a very sexy way. I don't know how or maybe because he's shirtless but he's so hot and orgasmic and

  Tyler kissed me even before I could blink, even before I could shoo Eliane away.

My Alpha husband kissed me passionately in front of the glaring eyes of Eliane, the very enemy he sought to destroy.

***

The moment I parted my lips from my Alpha, the terrifying face of Eliane finally dissipated just like some dust in the wind.

; "Why didn't you call?"

Oh Goddesses, I forgot I actually have a cell phone. "I just want to take a break from the outside world."

    "But you're my world, Elaine."

Our days have been numbered, and thank the Goddesses that I manage to see and hear

the sweet Tyler I have come to love before our days together will run out.

"You're mine, too," I chuckled, hiding the pain from my face and shoving it down my throat, swallowing it whole even though it will hurt even more. "I missed you, Tyler. I missed the time before the Hearteaters messed up my life, our lives."

"If they didn't, I will not meet you at this very moment." His eyes stared at me as if I was

the most beautiful thing in the world.

; "You're the most important thing to me, Tyler-more important than my life..."

  "Don't say that, babe." He wrapped his hands around my waist, "You know how

much I love you, didn't you?"

  I nodded, brushing away a tear that cascaded from my eyes. "Then love yourself as much as you love me," he whispered.

Tyler's smile...it was like the stars smiled down at me. Bright and beautiful, illuminating

this dark path I am walking now despite the loveliness of my face.

"You look tired," he pulled me closer to his naked chest, to where I bumped at his velvet- wrapped steel hiding beneath the towel. "Don't you want a nap? I'll take mine after a warm shower."

If my mind could talk, it already shouted at Tyler and refused his suggestion. I am still curious about Rowena's identity even though it was Eliane who approached me in broad daylight.

; "I'll read a few pages from this book," I answered softly. "Then I'll drag my ass on the bed."

He chuckled at my words, darkly and sexily. One that sounds like from a mafia boss that I constantly see in movies.

***

"I'll go take a shower now. I actually turned it on before checking if it was you I heard."     And so I let him.

Tyler was already snoring the moment I took a break from reading Rowena's journal-her most honest and most outrageous collection of secrets and info about herself that only she and this piece of leather journal knows.

"I may have sinned, Trinity Goddess. I know I did, but my heart always whispers the name

of that Hearteater minion even though my life is already tied with Alpha Bryant." I have read that

line three times in a row already. But every time felt as if it was my first time reading her confession. I made sure my voice is so soft, considering that my husband is just sleeping behind my back. Literally.

"I only married Alpha Bryant out of responsibility. Out of fear. But I assure you, dear journal. Even I myself, who has been acquainted with a Hearteater for almost half of my life, does not even fully understand the powers and capability of these heart-eating beasts, how much more the werewolves?"

I am profusely sweating that it could fill a bucket. I am reading something I should not read, should never read. Eliane is still sticking her nose to my every move. I know she's just watching me.

; Well, fuck that old soul because I'm going to do anything I want. Anything. "Alpha Bryant may seem like a beast standing on two legs, how much more when he worked on those legs on me in bed?" I continued reading. And for a second, it felt like I'm reading a reverse harem novel with detailed intimate scenes to the point that I could feel every word. "But the one I love...he's nothing like the Alpha I was married to. He was meek and small, but strong at heart. He fought for me, willing and begging me to stay and refuse as being the sacrificed. During the debate of the Offering Team, it was actually me and a young widow in her twenties. Although it was the latter that was glad to be laid on the stone table, the majority of them eventually chose me since Werewolves prefer the clean and chaste ones. Well, the thing is...I'm not a virgin. Nor clean."

I laughed at Rowena's last statement that I thought would wake Tyler. It's a good thing I fucked him hard that our sex knocked him to sleep in just a matter of minutes after reaching his climax.

"She's...everyone thought Rowena's just a mortal." I clicked my tongue, leaning my back

on the chair. "Why does everyone have secrets in this village?!"

I can no longer hold my tongue. I watch Tyler shift, the fluffy Taylor still being wrapped by

his muscular naked chest. How many more secrets did Rowena keep from me, from us?

  "I can't." I shook my fingers in dismay and disgust. "I just can't."

And yet that tiny voice plagued me again, the voice of curiosity and hunger for truth. 'Keep reading, Elaine.' It kept on telling me every time I paused while reading her journal.

'Just keep reading.'

  My brain tells me not to.

  But my heart...I took a deep breath, the night is still young and the box of lasagne and pizza have already gone cold.

"I will not stop until I find more truth from her."

  And so I braced myself-my heart, my mind, my body and my soul. "I will keep

reading."