"Master Jason at least take your antidote first ". Henry spoke respectfully again but the angered werewolf only stood with black liquid falling from its fangs.
He just moved forward into the backyard garden and met his mother holding a rose. She wore a black dress with sharp edges on the neck clearly bringing out her sassy figure. She sensed his presence behind her and smiled.
"Have waited a long time for you. I spoke with my associates an hour ago and learned that they visited you. What do you want us to do for you to join us". She turned to watch him .
Jason growled dangerously while he pounded his foot claw on the ground to make an uneasy and threatening noises. He was hungry for blood and this was why he hated having this demonic side. It always wanted to kill and eat human flesh which his inner conscience prevented.
"Stop holding back what you want. Just outside this house lies lots of humans walking deliciously on the street. Take a bite on one of them and see how calm you will be".
"Never". A mix witch and wolf voice replied her.
"You are weak son. Be like your sister . She knew humanity was a wasteful life. She's in the second heavens with her people, drinking blood and eating to her satisfaction" Jason's mother spoke out loud. She was after all, Lilith, known throughout the land of man as an evil deava.
Even though Jason knew her voice was luring enough to send him acting psycho, he tried to find thoughts to distract him.
"What do I think of" He thought to himself as the image of his secretary suddenly formed in his head. He hadn't yet seen her fully but her bright blue eyes, fair skin, curly long black hair and lips were worth fighting for which made him shiver.
"I danced and touch her" What made me do that. His brains were even racking out than expected. Whatever fucking reason for wanting his secretary with hard desire was troubling him. He hasn't even seen her full face and yet his body reacted to her quickly than ever. Was she his mate? But that was impossible since he already knew who His mate was. His thought travelled astray into his past to remember the only girl who gave him butterflies .
France :Paris 2005
Jason sat with his friends in front of the play ground. He was just 8 at that time and a happy child because he lived with his aunty, April Gold, who was mainly in London. While stretching his body, he didn't notice a girl walking right in front of him and he mistakenly chocked her to fall.
"Aww ". Her low voice spoke but before Jason could speak a word, his friends interrupted.
"Shut up nerd. Go somewhere and commit crime with your dad. Hah you can't because he's in jail" The little girl raised her head with blurry eyes as droplet of tears fell on her cheeks. She immediately run away leaving her school bag. There was guilt in Jason's heart because he didn't stop them.