Mated To The Mafia Werewolves

Arabella paced around the small room. She peered outside the window and let out a sigh as she was greeted with total darkness.

Blaze didn’t arrive yet. She couldn’t reach him as well.

She placed her hand on her thumping chest as more howls sounded from near where she was. It was weird, but she felt something awful was about to happen.

She didn’t know what it was, and her intuition never failed her.

However, she doubted she’d escape whatever was coming. Blaze had foolishly locked her in, and he hadn’t returned.

She might as well be prey to the predator she was getting apprehensive about.

Arabella picked up her phone and typed on it; she read the message again before sending it to Blaze. She had sent hundred of the same message, but she hadn’t gotten a positive response.

The message was; Call me when you see this and get your fucking ass back here. We need to leave!

She doubted he would reply to the one she had just sent.

Perhaps, he was busy, she pondered, sitting on the bed.

Clasping her face in her palms, she let out a groan. “That jerk. How can he leave me in the middle of nowhere?!” She glared at nothing in particular, and as if to answer her question, a growl sounded.

Arabella frowned, and she listened as she heard the growl again. It was from outside.

She stood to her feet and stealthily walked to the window. She gripped the first-aid box, made with steel, to slam into whoever it was in case she was attacked.

Her breath lodged in her throat as she peered out of the window, and she yelped as her face collided with a large dog.

“What the hell?!” Arabella exclaimed, gripping her pounding chest.

It growled, and she doubted it was a dog. It was just like the ones she had seen several times, and no dog would be around at this time of the day in the middle of nowhere.

And surely none would look her straight in the eyes as though it was promising to kill her when she stepped out of the room.

It disappeared, and she heaved a breath.

Arabella jumped as something rammed into the door. She believed it was the animal. The relief that surged into her before turned into trepidation.

She gasped, staring at the door while reaching for her phone on the bed.

“Please, pick up!” She cried into the phone as she placed it on her ear.

Arabella shivered. It was not because of the cold air that suddenly drifted into the room; it was because of what was going to happen to her the next minute if the animal succeeded in breaking the door.

Shit! She’d be dead even before Blaze came. Tears shimmered in her eyes as she thought of how her life went from bad to good and then to worse suddenly.

She was going to die, just like her father.

She’d never know of her mother. Goodness, although she didn’t know who the bitch that left her was, Arabella at least wanted her to see that she was doing better without her.

Now, there was no way she’d meet her. She doubted her mother would want to know who she was either.

“Blaze!” She yelled as the call went to an automated message. “I’m going to di…”

Arabella was yet to complete her voice message when she heard Blaze’s voice. But not only that, the animal had broken the door and looked at her in the eyes.

She had reached him, but it might as well be her last night.

Tears streamed down Arabella’s face as she gripped the phone tighter in her trembling hands.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Blaze…” She stuttered. “I-I…”

Blaze frowned. His mind was foggy as he had just woken up. He groaned as the muscle at the back of his neck ached, and he kneaded it before concentrating on what Arabella was saying.

He couldn’t make out any words aside from his name, which she had called out in a stutter.

He heard laboured breathing and something else… He sensed fear.

Blaze winced as he sat up. He hadn’t healed as he assumed, but he was doing better. “What’s going on?”

“You promised to be here!” She shouted.

“I’m sorry, I… ” Blaze didn’t get to complete his statement as she snapped at him again.

“I’ll be gone, and I sure hope you are happy.” Arabella sniffled.

He realised she was crying and he sat up straight. “What do you mean you’ll be gone? I told you not to leave the room in the letter I dropped. Besides, it was locked. Did you break yourself out?!”

A few minutes ago, he heard about where he locked Arabella. It was a territory for rogue werewolves.

They were always there to terrorise poor people and other supernatural creatures.

It wasn’t only werewolf rogues that were present; the bad eggs in other supernatural beings were also there. But werewolf rogues were the dominant ones.

And he had wanted to save her, but somehow he had gotten weak and knocked out cold. He wondered if it was from the injury or if Thalia had added something else to the injections she had administered to him.

“I didn’t leave; it came to me.”

Blaze didn’t understand what she meant at; first; it was after hearing the fear in her trembling voice as well as the hidden plea for him to get to her as soon as possible that made him snap out of the daze he was in.

“Hold on!” Blaze started to say, but the line already went dead.

Blaze cursed, sitting up. The pain at his side was fast forgotten as he pulled on a clean cloth before darting out the door.

*****

Arabella swallowed the lump in her throat as she let the phone clatter. Today was her end. She was sure of that.

Even as Blaze told her he was coming for her, she doubted he would meet her alive or, worse, be able to resurrect her after the animal was done with her.

Arabella jumped to her feet as it sprang towards her. She didn’t know the force that propelled her forward, but she was sure whatever it was didn’t want her to give up easily.

It wanted her to fight back.

Arabella gripped the club beside her and tightened her hands on it.

As if the animal knew what she intended to do, it let out a growl and leapt into the air.

Arabella swung without thinking. Then she yelled and lurched back as the club connected with the face of the animal.

It fell to the ground and jerked up back.

“Shit, it’s strong.” She murmured, her eyes trained on it as it prepared to attack again.

Arabella didn’t know how long it was, but she kept attacking it and sometimes missed the attack. Yet, that didn’t stop her.

Eventually, the last blow she gave to the animal made it fall to the ground.

Arabella let out a staggering breath. Her eyes shut and opened as she heard more howl.

Was more coming?

She had barely killed the one on the floor, and more were on their way. Shit, she might not be lucky.

Arabella stared at the scratch the werewolf had inflicted on her; it was fast becoming purple on her wrist, and she felt a burning sensation. She wobbled to the door, gripped the doorknob and her eyes rounded as she saw two more of the same creature.

Not just two, she counted ten altogether, and they were coming at her.

Fuck, she was doomed; that was the only thought that stayed in her head as they sprinted towards her.