Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

"I still want to hold on to my heart, you know," I said to the beast as I prepared my lightning-fast feet for a Flash-like run.

And just like that, I run. Without waiting for any signs if I should.

'Run, Elaine. Run!' My chant seems to not work when the entity becomes hellishly terrifying. It leaped on top of the huge rock to where I just puked earlier and gave me a chase.

I refrained from looking back and forth and focused my eyes, my feet, and my whole

body to just freaking shit run.noveldrama

'Just run.' I told myself, the beast on my tail. I ran faster and quicker than I ever have as if my life depends on this. Well, my life and my heart-do depend on my running, on how fast I

could run.

I was running for goddamn I don't know how many minutes when I reached the spot to where a couple was having sex earlier.

Well, the couple is still here but they are no longer having sex. Blood stained the white sand of this beach. To be honest, I think they are no longer breathing either.

I froze, the shivers rising from my legs to my shoulder. 'Should I continue to run and just leave them behind?'

true.

But curiosity strikes me, guiding my entire body to inch closer and check if my feeling is

It's true.

They are both lifeless, naked. Their fingers turned blue and their lips turned purple and- "Where the fuck is their hearts?" I whispered as I stared straight in their empty chests, blood still pooling from their bodies.

The couple..."It's like the dead bodies in there."

And when I heard strange noises, when I heard someone or something is approaching my back, I realize then that-

***

That one hell of a monster earlier isn't alone.

"These beasts are here in a group," I sucked my breath.

My guess is true.

How can I say that? The freaking strange wolf-like figure that stands like a man but with a

horn of a ram is positioned a meter away from my face.

"Shit!" Yeah, I'm doomed.

Its bat-like hands wrapped around my neck, choking me. Lifting me to the ground, beckoning my soul to leave this body so it can own my heart.

I would not let it. Not in a thousand years.

It has hands and arms and wings like that of a bat. Even the sun hid from the clouds due

to this malicious creature. Everything around me is frigid and gray. The scent of death flooded

my senses. Its pungent smell drives me crazy enough to die, enough to allow this diabolic entity to take my breath away.

But I would not let it. Not when the bright morning star is still twinkling in the day sky.

; Its hand tightened but I continued to fight. I struggled and kicked and hit it with all the

sliver of strength left in my veins.

live.'

'I will live,' I told myself. 'I will live. I will keep my heart beating in my chest. I will live.'

It glared at my eyes; its eyes are wholly black. 'I will live. I shall breathe. I will live. I will

'I will live.' It ripped the sleeve of my shirt, exposing my shoulder. And, in a blink, it released me. It released me from its grip that almost made me greet death, as if something made it stop.

I covered my exposed skin with my hand. When I hoisted my head, it's monstrous hand

was pointing at my shoulder. No, not at my shoulder. It was pointing at my-

"Your birthmark..." It spoke.

;   It. Freaking. Spoke.

Its voice is filled with unearthly essence. Hair-rising, soul-stealing. Evil.

That's why I came to realize that-

  "People died where they were because of you!"

who-"

But it just smirked, a mocking grin. "No, Elaine." It called me by my first name. "It was you

I poked its eye and blew a handful of sand before its face, giving me time to run away as

fast as I could. Fleeing from it to keep this only life I have.

"I will live. I will live..." My words finally sunk into my mind and bones that I, Elaine Winona Rutherford, have indeed lived.

***

I returned to our place where the food I grilled and covered with paper plates were untouched.

; That means, since the time I left, my family hasn't yet returned to the table. "Where in God's name are they?!"

They are not swimming in the sea. They are not building horrible sandcastles that, in a single blow of a wind, will eventually crash into the shore. They are not even playing beach volleyball where the only person who knows how to play the game is me.

"I hope that the devil will not follow me here." I heard a shriek from a teenage girl. I don't have to guess why she released a sudden shrill because it probably was because a corpse has already reached the swimming area.

I cursed while looking for my phone in the bag I left in the chair and dialed 911. I noticed that the sun is now back shining brightly amidst the afternoon sky.

I gasped when my eyes looked around and scanned the environment. I am not the only one who was calling the police and emergency. I am not the only one panicking, some are subtle like me while some fainted like the teenager that bellowed earlier.

I also gaped at the fact that there is not only one dead body that has been washed up on shore.

There are five.

***

The police saw the pile of dead bodies

But those devilish creatures...they're gone.

I only saw one of them. I don't really know if they are in a group since I only saw one of those wolf-like inhuman creatures with bat-like arms, hands, and wings and ram-like horns.   But judging they're wolves..."Wolves travel in packs," I whispered.

"What did you say, Miss?" One of the police officers asked, the one who approached me first upon a team of police and S.W.A.T. and emergency personnel arrived at the beach.

"Why did you reach this area then? This is restricted as you can see by the barrier." "I—well, I am not the only one who was here. There were a couple who were here first. They are jackhammering each other while naked_"

"Okay fine, enough. Are those the bodies we find before reaching this pile of heartless

bodies?"

; "Yes. The couple are heartless too. Literally and figuratively," I commented, rolling my eyes.

  The police gave me a stare that seems to say that 'If it was not for your alibi, I would have thought that you are the killer.'

Yeah, I know the phrase "First witness is always the first suspect" seems to be the words that made witnesses always think twice to give information or not.

"Where's your family?" He asked me again.

"I don't know. I can't find them either." I thought statement-giving will only last a couple

of minutes. It's already been an hour since I stayed at the police's side.

Oh, I just realized that...this handsome man was a detective. "You can go now-"

"Mr. Evans!" A younger looking man, perhaps Mr. Evans' colleague, was sprinting towards

us. "There are four more bodies in the man-made mini-forest of the beach just behind the volleyball court."

  Perhaps they are just normal dead bodies.

;

"The four bodies...they all die brutally. As if monsters-"

"Shut it!" Mr. Evans glared at his colleague. "What else?"

  'Four more bodies, eh?' I mused to myself. The two have a little more talk about detective stuff so I turned to my heel.

I was about to leave his side when his younger colleague uttered words that felt like I

dived right in the middle of a frozen lake.

"All of them have missing hearts while their other organs remain intact, aside from the fact that their skin was ripped right from their bodies..."