Sinful Mates 1-3

　　Spinning around, I tripped landing on my ass and came face to face with a huge beast. Its black eyes staring directly at me. Shaking my head, I closed my eyes. I must be seeing things.

　　My eyes snapped open when its growl resonated through the air. Staring at me was a huge dog/wolf, but it was huge, like a small bear. It was easily over half my size, its fur was jet black, its paws were bigger than my hands, its claws looked like they could rip me to shreds, more like a tiger’s claws then a dog’s paw.

　　I had never seen something so magnificent and terrifying at the same time. I held my breath as it stalked towards me. I tried to move back, but it growled at my movement. My heart was hammering in my chest. It was going to attack me; I was going to be mauled to death by a huge beast of a dog. I suppose I had a good run. I’m sure there are worse ways to go than being eaten alive, right? But really the universe was sure out to get me. First my mother and now this, did I run over a black cat? Break a mirror? My luck can’t surely be this terrible.

　　"Well, if ya going to maul me, can you hurry up and get it over with?" The beast stopped growling and cocked its head to the side like it understood what I said. I raised an eyebrow at it. I quickly stood up, waiting for it to attack, only it didn't. I stood there unsure if I should turn my back on it. The shiny black fur shone strangely in the moonlight; its fur had blue undertones. The colour showing whenever it moved, catching the moon's light.

　　Maybe it was somebody’s pet, it seemed a little too smart and tame. It walked over to me, he sniffed me. Its fur brushing against my leg. I reached down and patted its fur; it was thick and soft and long. The dog pushed its head into my hand, enjoying my touch.

　　"Aw, you’re not that bad. You do look scary though.” Great, I was talking to an oversized dog. I really was losing my marbles. Shaking my head I kept walking. The dog followed. I tried to tell it to shoo, I even picked up a stick and threw it hoping it would chase after it, but it didn’t. Instead it seemed annoyed at me and whined loudly... giving up I let him follow me.

that surrounded the storage sheds that held the lockers, I

wire catching the side of my blouse. I felt the sting as the wire cut across my hip, my white blouse instantly staining red. I hissed at the pain it caused. The huge dog whimpered at the noise I made. Spinning around, I stared at it. He seemed intelligent for a dog. When I spoke to it, I got a feeling like it actually understood what I was

　"Go on, you can't be here. Don't you have a home to go

look. I swear it was like it smiled at what I said like he was amused. I really was going bonkers. I

of storage sheds, I found the one I was looking for, number 423. Bending down, I undid the padlock and lifted the door. Boxes and furniture lined the entire place. There was a narrow walkway through the middle that I left purposefully so it made it easier to find things. Walking down the narrow walkway, I found my wardrobe. I noticed the dog followed me and was now sitting next to my feet, observing what I was doing. I opened the wardrobe and grabbed an outfit that was wrapped in plastic. It was a black

small first aid kit. Opening it, I grabbed out some alcohol wipes and gauze and medical tape. Taking off

wiped it clean. It was slightly jagged, like my skin had been opened with a can opener. Cleaning it up best I could, I placed a heap of gauze over the top before securing it with tape. I then placed the blouse in

The park was eerily quiet, usually of a night you could hear the insects and night owls, but it was completely silent. The

Kane and Madden Industries, I walked through the

shouldn’t be in here," I said, staring at the wolfdog. He seemed to return a bored

on the hand rest in the back and grabbed my toiletries bag. Tom had given me a key to the bathroom on the bottom floor