On the brink of death:A werewolf and human love story
Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite.
will she survive from the Alpha's bite?
Excerpts:
The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart.
"I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite.
"Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said.
"Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second."
"Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left.
Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door.
"Did I scare you?" He asked.
"Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing."
"Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone.
She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac.
She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies.
"Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?"
Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness.
"It's just like what you're seeing right now"
She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence.
"Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline."
"Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?"
"I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said. "I know what to do."
He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers panicked about the situation.
"Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain.
"So you're finally awake"
