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Stonewall
Rubbing my hand over my face I try to shake those memories out of my head. It’s been ten years since I found out I was a shifter, ten years since I found out my daddy gave me more than my size, and ten years since I started running.
I’d still be running if Wraith hadn’t found me a few years ago barely breathing on the side of the road. I was working at a little tire changing place outside Dallas, when the leggy blonde sauntered in. She played her part real good, she was a dangling carrot, and I took the bait like a fucking moron. Momma always said to be careful with women, that they wouldn’t ever want someone as big or as dumb as me. So when Vivianna, if that was even her real name, put on the charm, I fell hook, line, and sinker.
I thought I’d won the fucking lottery, she is gorgeous, sexy, and she wants me. Or at least I thought she did, turns out she was an assassin sent by whoever wants me dead. The night I woke to find her straddling me runs through my head.
“Such a waste of a good dick, but it’s either you or me cupcake, and I’m going to choose me every time.” I am so confused looking up at her, she is gloriously naked, and she isn’t making sense.
“Baby, what are you talking about?” She smiles down at me, but there is something off about her smile, it doesn’t reach her eyes. “Did I do something wrong?” Did I hurt her? When we fucked, I got pretty excited, but she seemed to be into it.
“You didn’t do anything wrong but be born cupcake. The people I work for aren’t too happy with your birth, that's why they sent me.” I arch my eyebrow at her confused even more. “Oh my god you simpleton, are you that stupid you don’t realize what I am. You are, aren’t you? You are that stupid. How have you survived this long?” My chest hurts at her words, the last person who talked to me like that was my momma, and I ain’t seen her in years. What did I do to make her angry?
“Baby, if I did something wrong, please tell me. I don’t understand all these riddles, I’m not good with that stuff. You know that.” When she starts laughing goosebumps raises on my arms, her laugh is not the ‘ha ha’ funny laugh, no it is a wicked witch laugh. Something is wrong I could feel it now, there is something off with Vivianna, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. It doesn’t even click when I see the flash of metal from the knife in her hand.
“I really wish I could keep this dick of yours and bronze that fucker, but sadly I can’t.” She says right as she plunges the knife in her hand straight into my chest, pain sears through my body. Acting on reflex, I fling her from my body, her body flies through the air and lands with a thud against the wall. Jumping up I rush to her side, holding a hand against my chest to staunch the blood.
“Oh god Viv, please tell me you’re okay, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just acted on instinct, god I’m so sorry.” I cradle her body against me, brushing her blonde hair out of her face when her eyes pop open and suddenly, she is stabbing me repeatedly.
“You fucking moron, I’m here to kill you!” She jumps out of my embrace, moving with an agility I’d never seen her use before. Blood is pouring from the wounds she’d inflicted, but I still couldn’t bring myself to harm her. Women are fragile, men are supposed to take care of them, that’s what momma always told me. But this woman is anything but fragile, and I have two choices immobilize her or let her kill me.
“Why Viv?” My voice cracks, she’s been with me for months, why now. She saunters over to me while pulling on her clothes, confident that she’s did her job already.
“Because that’s what I was hired to do dumbass. You didn’t actually think I was attracted to you. That you were good enough for the likes of me.” I blink in confusion.
“Oh my god you did.” She sneers down at me. “I’ll admit you know how to work that dick of yours, it’s like a girls dream, but all of this,” She waves her hand in front of my body, before tapping me on my head, “isn’t worthy of a woman like me and you should have realized that months ago.” I think I am a monster for what is inside me, but this woman standing before me is the real monster right now.
“It was all a lie?” She laughs again getting in my face.
“He finally fucking gets it, took you long enough. I thought I was going to have to draw you a picture.” She rolls her eyes, before sliding down into my lap, straddling my knees.
“I would say this is going to hurt me more than it is you, but let’s face it that’s a lie. In case you don’t know this is me breaking up with you. I’d tell you to lose my number, but after tonight I won’t have to worry about you anyway.” When she brings the knife up to my neck, my fight or flight instinct kicks in and I throw her across the room.
Her screams of pain echo through the room as I crawl towards her. The mirror that once hung on the wall, where she lands is shattered, jagged pieces lay everywhere. Her hand is clutching a piece lodged in her chest, her breathing coming in loud pants, as blood pours from the wound. Tears pool in my eyes as I watch her struggle for each breath as blood starts to dribble out of her mouth.
“I didn’t want this Viv, I loved you.” She smiles cruelly at me, even in the throes of death she doesn’t soften.
“They’ll still come for you.” She wheezes out. “They won’t stop till you’re dead.” I still don’t know who ‘they’ are. Even all these years later I’m still lost.
“Why? Just tell me why. I don’t understand any of this.” She laughs and begins to cough, blood splattering all over my chest.
“You are one dumb motherfucker.” She gasps, clutching the glass shard tighter in her hand. “Weren’t...supposed to be...born. Father...destined to...” She’s trying to talk but she can’t take a breath anymore. “You...murdered...me.” Her body shudders as she tries to take another breath, but when that fails, she’s gone. I watch as the light dims in her eyes, I hold her hand as she leaves me. I murdered the only person I’ve ever loved, it’s my fault that she’s dead.
When the flashing blue and red lights flicker against my wall my body takes over, my first thought is I’m going to jail for murder, I deserve to go to jail for murder. My cat has other ideas, it takes over my body, grabbing my duffle bag full of necessities. When the police break down my door, they are shocked to see a giant fucking cat coming at them at a dead run. They don’t even have time to get a single round off before I’m long gone into the woods.
As soon as we were clear of the cops my cat let me have my body back. Even though I should stay in cat form so I can heal faster, after what happened I need to think like a human, not an animal. I run for as far and as long as I could before I collapsed on the side of some old back country road. That’s where Wraith finds me and takes me home with him, no questions asked.
I’ve been a member of the Dark Leopards MC ever since, I’d die for my brothers, and now I’ll die for their mates too.