An old wolf's dream Jacob had long since given up on his old dream. Who would know, who would care, who could he even tell about it? He used to know several who were just as obsessive as he was, maybe even more so. He couldn't believe himself when the dream faded. That painful lust to be something more than man, more than beast. Each full moon he and his old friends would howl at the moon and laugh before hanging out. But it had been a long time since then. He was no longer a young man, in fact rather old.
So old, so alone, so filled with regret. Angry at himself for the moments when he wavered in his faith, mistrusted friends and those who only wanted to help him. Regretting the times he should have been kinder and the ones he had pushed away. His children and grandchildren thought of him as a great man. They never knew about his werewolf dream, or the friends he once shared it with, but pushed away. He himself had forgotten about it for many years, e
The Job Interview "I'm sorry Mr. Kumin, but I simply can't hire you," the doctor said.
I was a little ticked off at this. I knew he needed someone to buy into his practice or even an assistant and I was more than qualified. "Thank you for your time," I said, holding out my hand. He looked at it like he was discussed at the thought of touching me. I took the hint, nodded curtly and walked out the door. Well, that's another one to scratch off my list.
I walked down to the front desk, leaned on the counter and sighed. "You didn't get it," the receptionist said. Savannah Backer was a tall, African American woman who proudly displayed her black heritage all over her desk. "I'm sorry you didn't, your the most qualified person who's applied, most education, most skill, I'm just wondering why you don't have your own practice by now."
"It's just that I'm a little different then most, and that unnerves some people," I said. It was true, ever since some kid reve
Alpha Omega - Chapters 1 to 3
By Mark Zeidan
Tempest continued to walk through the field, barefoot the icy cold snow beneath his paws seemed to be of no consequence to him, nor for that matter the wind and its icy chill that continued to blow through his fur chilling the bare skin below...
The darkness of night surrounded him, save for the light of the moon which made the falling snow sparkle a little. He felt numb, both physically and mentally now as he looked up above at the snow falling gently down all around him, gazing at if transfixed by each speck of snow, noting the detail and intricacy of each one.
The memories he had of earlier years where he had played in the snow with his friends on many a snow day as a youthful pup seemed so far away now, torn apart by those fateful events a few years back, his mind plagued as to what ifs and whys which he knew he would never find an answer to...
He no longer felt the cold, his thoughts blocked out everything el
Prologue: Life of Mystery
"The moon in the sky was shining dimly on the forest below. The green trees showing a hint of silver as they swayed in the calm breeze. The forest floor was littered with twigs and small branches from a recent storm that had just passed through."
"The light of a fire was barely visible through the thick foliage that surrounded it on all sides. Sitting in front of the fire were many people, each of them facing towards the fire. Little did they know that they were not alone. Lurking in the bushes was-"
"Wait a second!" The boy shook his head rapidly, making the vision of all the details he had seen disappear. Looking up from his thoughts, he saw his scout leader through the fire. His mouth was open, as if he was about to say something.
He closed his mouth for a moment before opening it again. "What is it, Daniel?"
The boy turned his head to the person sitting right next to him. The boy was Daniel, and although he was small in stature, and looked much like a toddler,
Alpha Omega - Chapters 7 to 9
By Mark Zeidan
Chapter 7 Aftershocks
There was an eerie silence after the explosions finally died down, the scout ship destroyed completely, a few enemy soldiers crawling away from the remains desperately trying to get to safety.
Looks like a few escaped somehow... Striker noted as he checked over the remains of the previously intimidating ship, quietly amazed at the effectiveness of the explosives they had taken with them.
Eclipse and Enigma were still a little dazed by the shockwaves sent out by the explosions, picking themselves up as they looked over the scene of carnage before them, brushing themselves down as they watched Striker charge down towards the enemy.
Well hes certainly eager, theres only a few who got out so this should be easy enough to wrap up Enigma noted as she walked over to Eclipse slowly, casually patting down her fur as she did so.
W whats wrong Eclipse? she whispe
To not give a bite Thomas was very excited to finally show his friend what they had dreamed about for years. Driving to Scott’s new place in town felt wonderful, exciting even. Scott had moved in with a few old buddies, of whom Thomas didn’t have the highest opinion of but still good guys. What this meant is that his old buddy was no longer states away. And beyond all that, it was Scott’s birthday. Thomas had been planning on giving lycanthropy to Scott for a number of years. Pausing at a red light Thomas excitedly shifted his hand to a paw and back again.
Oh just to show him! Best birthday present possible. The excitement was almost too much for Thomas. There wasn’t any parking at the door, so he parked a block away and got out and walked. Ringing the doorbell I should there in anticipation. I took a few deep breaths and thought about all the different ways to break the news to Scott that he had found lycanthropy.
Answering the door was a ve
Alpha Omega - Chapters 4 to 6
By Mark Zeidan
Chapter 4 Destination: Sahara Zone
The team made their way to the main hangar, a hive of activity as the troops prepared themselves for the imminent conflict that awaited them, a few of the younger officers again showing a little nervousness as they went about their business.
They continued to check the planes over thoroughly, running various diagnostics on them, while others loaded them up with fuel or ammo carefully so that they were ready to go at any moment.
Tempest made his way to a small transporter which appeared compact yet streamlined in design; obviously one of the newer stealth craft which had been made for such situations where a little indiscretion was required. It certainly wasnt built to impress though, the black matte paintjob making it look a little worn, although he knew that appearances could often be deceiving
Tempest! Sir! Everythings ready for you to depart, sir!
He looked around to see