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Prodgy Chapter 7: Learning ControlProdgy Chapter 7: Learning Control by jamestmattingly
Trilla propped against me. Curling up against my side so she could wrap her tail around mine in a show of affection. I was not a fan of how she pressed against me as it placed stress upon my back and the wound that was on it. But how could I tell her that she couldn’t love me in the time we still had. That would be cruel of me. Because in this time I wanted to be with her as much as she did with me. I longed to be with the others but, of all of them, even Snow and Beo, I wanted to be with Trilla. The car didn’t take long to warm after she closed the doors. Closing out the rain besides the harsh pitter pattering upon the ceiling. Trilla thought the sound of rain was relaxing and thus it did not take her long to fall asleep to its melody while she rested in my embrace. And I couldn’t help but look down at her and see the smile on her face that I had not seen on many occasions. A smile of pure peace. No evil snarls of amusement, taunting grimaces, or prideful smirks. Jus
Questions of My ChildhoodQuestions of My Childhood by JZLobo
Author's note: This story is a prequel to On Second Thought and the rest of the stories in the series.
Argo’s newest recruit set Reilly Austin’s hackles on end. He skulked about and watched her when he thought she wasn’t looking, but he wasn’t as subtle as he thought, especially with a salty, rancid scent like his. Bathing seemed to be a foreign concept to him. And then there was his wide-eyed, paranoid stare—the kind a serial killer would have. Why her uncle Nicholas, Alpha of Argo, had seen fit to accept him into the pack, she didn’t understand, but it was not her place to question him. All she could do was keep her guard up.
He didn’t even have a last name. What was this guy’s deal? Who the hell was just called “Sammy,” anyway?
“To my niece, Fortune!” bellowed Nicholas, known to his packmates as Odysseus. “Named
Prodigy Chapter 6: The First DayProdigy Chapter 6: The First Day by jamestmattingly
My ears twitched as the sound of the pouring rain hit me. And as I regain my consciousness I really begin to feel it too. The thick droplets like stones as they hit me. They hurt. A lot especially against my back. They would imbed themselves into the wound on my back. A fire of pain quickly, viciously tearing through my whole body and skin. I cringed, bearing my teeth and trying to hold back my whines, but I can’t take this. I bit Trilla’s ear and pulled a little, whining to her to inform her of my pain. I felt so puppy like doing this to get her attention but what else could I do. I don’t have much feeling other than pain for most of my body. And I sure as hell was feeling it. “What?” She said loudly as not to let the rain shroud her voice amongst the crashing drops. “We need to stop.” I tried to be as loud as she was but I couldn’t raise my voice to that octive. I knew that blood still trickled into my lungs by a puncture. How I hadn