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Fifty Seven | Restricted*

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There were four of them – four snarling wolves with matted fur and crimson red eyes. Drool flew from sharp teeth, as they stood in front of us. Beside me, I could feel Sebastian shift slightly, no doubt getting ready to try and take these beasts down with his blood. I had the same idea, my hand itching slowly to its sword.

"What do we do Seb," I asked softly.

He chuckled, "I love your pet names for me love."

Anger filled me as I frowned, "Can you for once be fucking serious?"

And just like that, one of the wolves howled. The rest followed suit. I took a step back – Sebastian followed. However, the wolves seemed to notice this. The largest one bared his teeth, arching his back and prowling forward.

"Fight or run?" I asked panicked now.

Sebastian was silent as the wolf moved forward – the others surprisingly staying back as the largest wolf did so. I held my breath as the wolf moved within a foot. From this distance, I could smell an awful smell coming from the wolf. A mixture of rotten flesh and mold hit my nose making my stomach curl – it was a wonder I hadn't smelt it before. I certainly didn't smell this horrid smell from the previous wolf.

"Sebastian," I whispered softly as the wolf moved even closer.

The wolf stopped close enough that I could feel it's hot breath on the crook of my neck, then in a disturbing turn of events it dragged it's sandpaper tongue across my collar bone. A sob tore from my lips as he suddenly pulled away.

I could feel tears gather in my eyes as it turned towards Sebastian. The beast growled, baring his teeth. In a quick motion the vicious beast's teeth captured onto his arm. Sebastian cried out as the wolf pulled him forward. Panic and horror filled me as the wolf dragged him to the ground.

"Sebastian!" I screamed, pulling my blade free.

The beasts seemed to have another idea however, as before I could near Sebastian two wolves stepped forward towards me. They were smart I realized, I feared they might be smarter than we first thought. Anger filled me as they forced me back and away from Sebastian.

He continued to try and fight the beast off as it ravished his arm. Fight back. Her voice filled my head furthering my anger. I was tired of being afraid, I was tired of being back into a corner, of watching people die – I'm tired of being like this.

"Back the fuck up," I snarled back at the two beasts.

One moved towards me but I was done laying like a submissive puppy – I was more of a goddamn beasts than these bastards. My anger turned to a boiling rage. One of the two wolves lunged at me. Teeth scrapped my skin – I didn't care.

I pulled the blade towards me – cutting the wolf's throat. He whined – stumbling backwards before dropping. Gasping for the air that bubbled blood from his throat. At this the remaining wolves flanked me. I dragged my blade towards one then slammed it down through another's jaw.

While trying to free my sword, the now scratched wolf's teeth dug into my leg. A scream tore from my lips as I was taken to the ground but I would not roll over and die here. Fuck this shit. I embraced the pain, allowed it to wrap around me like a serpent whispering to Eve.

And then I dug my teeth into the wolf's flank. It whined, letting me go briefly – I would not allow it to escape. I dug my nails into its flesh, wrapping my arms around its neck and I used squeezed, lifting the beast over my body.

A snap filled the now silent air and I pushed it away from me. My breath was hard as I panted. My eyes slid around the forest to where Sebastian sat. He was also breathing hard, his wounds already healing and the wolf that dare challenge him in a pool of melted flesh and fur.

"Mira," he called drawing my attention back to him.

That's when I really looked at him. In all of his half nude glory. Covered in blood, and healing from the damage of teeth and claws. His red eyes watched me carefully, his fingers running through those black locks. I grinned, the thrill of the fight still ringing through my body.

"Sebastian," I purred, crawling across the dirt to sit across from him.

His eyes widened and he frowned, "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

"Hmm," I decided, leaning in towards him and at his acidic blood giggling, "I don't think I am, but you know I wouldn't mind you hurting me."

Desire filled me and I pressed my lips to his. I wanted to taste him, I wanted to taste the danger of his blood. I wanted to touch and to use Sebastian Wolf to please myself. Yes, he would serve his use.

I could feel his hands move to cup my face making me moan for more. More touching, more pleasure. However, he seemed to come to his senses all too soon and gently pushed me away. His eyes guarded but the frown on his face told many stories.

"I don't think you're in the right mind right now love," he said gently.

I laughed, laughter like bells bubbling from inside, "I disagree. I've never been more sane. I want you to drive me insane, I want you to please me."

His eyes stared at me, "Your eyes are still red. I don't think they turn red because you get angry."

I dropped my gaze to his chest, a hunger growing inside me, "And what do you think?"

My fingers stretched to feel his smooth chest but his hand caught my wrist. I looked back to his face, my eyes narrowing. The growing feeling inside was stretching – making his words more and more foggy. I did not like his actions when he tried to steal my conversation from me. I wanted him to scream for me. That would please me.

"Mira I think your eyes turn red when the virus gets stronger inside you."

I giggled at his strange words, "What does that even mean."

He smirked slightly, a panic suddenly rising inside me, "It means that love, your little virus is trying to do more than make you immune. Maxwell's going to be proud – it seems the virus inside your veins has become a true killing machine."

His words instantly snapped me from my mood and with that I did the only thing that came to mind – I lost all the little substances in my stomach all over Sebastian's pants.

Anyone guessed it? Anyone not expecting that? Anyone confused?

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Also, I realize Mira acting this way towards Sebastian is kinda like cheating on Jax. I realized when I first started their relationship that Jax was everything a gal could want - he was brave and serious and the perfect man for Mira. Looking back I realized they were not good for each other and my character needed a man to be a great character. I was wrong. Although Jax is good as a person, he is not good as the person Mira needs. Mira doesn't need a man controlling her to be amazing. Of course a love interest would further her learning and her story, the perfect love interest for her would be someone who betters her life as a added bonus not one that is dependent to further her. At this point, I've written their story together all wrong, I've made them toxic and bad for each other. I don't want you hating Jax because of their relationship and vice versa. So, I have decided to let Jax go as her potential love interest and I have decided to work on a character for Mira that would be her perfect partner in crime and you know what? We shall see from there.  

I hope you can understand this decision, this is not the last we have heard from Jax, and this definitely will not shake the story or change it from its intended path. As a person (and a character) I knew I couldn't preach to you a relationship like Mira's and Jax's - I did not want you thinking that love should be that way. 

Thank you for reading, 

let's carry on into the future together and read all about Mira's story until the very end. 

~ Captain.  

  

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