Hey everyone! Happy New Year! Welcome to Tuesday Tales!
This week we're back with Micah and his mate Eve in Middleweight. The word for the week is "point". I hope you enjoy! **And a warning - there is some adult language.**
And don't forget to check out the other Tuesday Tales!!
Eve didn’t move from her spot on the bathroom floor but kept her gaze locked on the closed door. She could hear the nightmare stomp and grunt outside in the hallway. She had no idea what time it was. It was late and sleep fought to get the better of her. She thought of the beast that trapped her in here. Exhaustion fled leaving her wide awake.
A soft glow appeared from the crack under the door. It must have been morning. Eve strained to listen for any noise coming from outside the bathroom. She couldn’t hear anything at all. She slowly stood but her knees still buckled underneath her. She fell back to her knees still shaking. She had never seen something so horrifying in her life. If she had to she would crawl out of these woods. Her heart leapt into her throat. Had that thing found Micah? Was her lover all right or did that thing kill him? She scuttled across the cold tile floor.
She grabbed the doorknob and twisted it, ripping the door open. She slumped to her ass dumbfounded. Micah sat with his back against the wall in his beautiful naked glory. He had a hand buried in his thick hair. Between her fear and the desire flooding her, Eve couldn’t even swallow.
Micah’s voice was a low growl. “Surprise.”
Eve pointed a trembling finger at him. Then she directed it towards the living room then the bedroom. Where the hell did that thing go? “What was that thing? That beast?”
“That beast was me. I told you not to come up here.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I’m a werewolf.”
“And those other…things?”
“The one who tried to attack you was Abraham. He hasn’t learned to control the blood lust yet apparently.”
“The the two that stopped me from leaving?”
“Josiah and Caleb. Caleb fell for a girl. When she saw him she took off running and fell to her death. Before Meg. They were stopping you from doing the same thing.”
“I’ve got to go.” Eve gripped on the side of the sink to pull herself to her feet. Micah scooped her into his arms before she could collapse again. His touch sent molten fire through her veins.
“Next time you need to listen to me,” he warned.
She didn’t speak. She tugged his mouth to hers, smothering his with a deep, wet kiss.
Don't forget to check out the other Tuesday Tales!