(Author's POV)

"Say that again, and you won't be saying the daylight" Alaric seethed with anger.

"What are you doing, let me go?" Myra was struggling to snatch her wrist out of Alaric's hands. She kept on protesting and scuffling, trying to free herself. Alaric tightened his grip in return and pressed his body against hers.

Myra was stuck between Alaric and the fridge door.

Myra was drenched with water; the front of her night wear was wet and was sticking to her skin voluptuously. She wasn't wearing any bra because, who does while sleeping. Myra only wore a thin peach top which exposed her nipples translucently.

As their upper bodies were connected and rubbed against each other's, Myra's tits became perky and hard and were brushing onto Alaric's pectoral muscles.

Alaric thought it was intentional from her as a moan came out of her mouth, a seductive moan. Myra's scent was infiltering Alaric's nose and Alex felt the same sensation from their earlier encounter, but this time he was feeling it too.

Alaric's breathing became hard and heavy by her natural odor. They water only boosted the urge within him, which he was trying to suppress. He could tell he was getting turned on. 'What? Why am I getting turned on by a human at that? Are all the she wolfs dead? It must be one of her tricks surely.'

Alaric looked at Myra with anger, gritting his teeth. He did not want to break his promise which he made to Nora. His sister asked all of the Everests' to keep the secret of them being werewolves from her best friend.

The truth was, sometime back in the past, Nora and Myra had a conversation about creatures like bears, vampires and werewolves. Actually, Nora initiated the conversation to feel out Myra on the topic. She wanted to know her best friend's thoughts on this.

In fact, since the year they turned sixteen, Nora has known that she was a werewolf because her wolf side appeared for the first time to her. Her wolf's name is Aura.

Nora was initially in shock from the sudden revelation of her origin and existence. Knowing that she wasn't a normal human but a werewolf was startling for Nora. She kept on denying the fact of her being a wolf. It took a lot of convincing and efforts from Aura to make Nora to come with terms from the reality, her reality. So around two years back, Nora wanted to confront Myra about her truth.

Eventually, when she brought up the topic, Myra brushed her off as childish talk and told her if it was real then she would pass out because the thought of a human being an actual wolf is very scary to her, and of course it will be a threat to humans.

This made Nora conflicted and in the end she didn't reveal anything to Myra. She was afraid that if she told Myra the truth, their long lasting friendship will end. She knew Myra won't spread a word about to anyone but she was frightened by the thought of their estrange friendship. But Nora didn't tell her family the actual reason for keeping this a secret. She just told them that Myra doesn't know about their kind exists and would be scared to know as a human.

Alaric, remembering his sister's words, his eyes were about to change color as he was about to lose his sanity but contained himself just in time.

'Alaric, don't do anything rash, you are going to hurt her' Alex roared within him.

'You are my wolf, better behave and don't tell me what to do' Alaric spat back. 'She is intentionally hovering around, trying to pique my interest, foolish human girl. Her distasteful tricks won't work on me.'

'Alaric, she didn't do anything to you, you startled her first and now she's terrified by you. Now you are even hurting your sister's friend. For Nora's sake, keep calm.' Alex said in a pleading tone.

'Why are you siding with 'her', Alex in her presence you have become weak and I cannot allow that.'

'I am only trying to keep you from doing anything irrational, we can't upset Nora and I don't know but I just can't see her in pain.'

Hearing Alex's words Alaric reluctantly shook her hands off from his firm hold. Myra winced in pain as a wound appeared on her wrist. Alex's wolf heart ached at the sight of it.

The place Alaric held, was bruised because of his sheer strength. Tears started to form in her irises, more because of his erratic behavior then because of the wound. 'What his problem, pathetic bastard.'

"If you have a problem in your brain, don't roam around and bite people like a rabid dog" saying this she pushed him off of her and ran off, limping and struggling in the middle. Because of Alaric, her ankle injury started acting up again. As she walking, Myra winced and walked lamely but her steps didn't slow down. She wanted to get away from Alaric as far as she could. 'He's a lunatic.'

Seeing Myra struggling to drag her body, Alaric felt guilty, was it from what he did earlier or was it Alex's emotion, he wasn't sure of. He sighed and marched towards her and in a swift motion bend down and picked Myra up in broad arms.

His sudden action panicked Myra. Her pupils dilated and she was about to scream when Alaric shut her mouth with his own. Myra froze, her senses turning numb.

To be Continued . . . . . . . .