A Beauty to His Beast 2: An Urban Werewolf Story

by Natavia

  Ammon came from behind me with his gold metal cup of wine. “Come on. Let’s dance,” he said, pulling on me.

  “Not now, Ammon,” I said to him.

  “I want my mate back, Naobi. I want to see your pretty smile. I want to see you dance and feel free,” his deep voice said to me. I looked into his handsome face. He didn’t look a day over forty. I placed my hand on his strong and massive chest. He squeezed my hand, looking into my eyes. “I won’t rest until I know Akua and his pack are alright,” I said to him.

  “I will be in my sanctuary. Do not disturb me,” I said to Ammon, walking away. Kofi walked down the stone hall.

  “Smile, my queen,” he said, cheerfully.

  I patted Kofi on his shoulder. “I haven’t gotten a chance to welcome you back home. I appreciate all you have done for us. Help yourself to some fruit and wine. Dance the night away. You and your mate have a lot of time to make up,” I said to him then smiled.

  “Well, in the words of Izra, I been smashing that all night long,” he said, laughing. Then he got a sad look on his face. “I miss the pack,” Kofi said to me.

  “You can always go visit; you just can’t stay long,” I told him.

  “That’s the problem, Naobi. If I go visit, I wouldn’t want to come back. I wanted so badly to come back home, and now I realize that was my home,” Kofi said to me. I didn’t have a response to that because it was all my fault why he had been away for so long.

  When will you come to me? A voice said inside of my head. His voice gave me chills. I longed for him.

  Soon, I responded.

  Goon

  I sat and watched Kanya and Adika chat while putting the pieces of jewelry in the showcases. I couldn’t detect anything from Adika’s thoughts, but something wasn’t right with her.

  “Bro, what are you doing starring at Adika like that? You’re not thinking about what I think you’re thinking about?” Amadi asked me, carrying a box of his oils.

  “Don’t fuck with me, bro. You know Kanya’s ass is nosey. That’s all she needs to do is think I have desires for another woman. I’m more afraid of her snappy attitude than her beast. You know the neck rolling and the hands on the hips?” I asked him.

  “Yeah, I’ve seen her do that plenty of times,” Amadi laughed. Jalesa walked into the store. I had met her earlier. I was surprised to see Kanya take to her as fast as she did.

  Look at that ass. I want to know what she smells like, Amadi thought to himself.

  “Go sniff her. I have learned that looks can be deceiving. Before my mate, I ran into very stunning women, but their scents would scare a vulture, and vultures only eat when the corpse smells at its worst,” I told Amadi, and he chuckled.

  “I’m about to introduce myself to her,” Amadi said, eyeing Jalesa.

  “If her scent is off, you can always make a special soap for her,” I said. Amadi responded with a growl.

  “My niggas,” Izra said, walking into the store. He had a suitcase in his hand that carried some of the jewelry.

  “You are late,” I said to him.

  “I apologize. I saw this woman with the phattest ass. I mean, her ass was so plump, I wanted to bite into it like a thick, bloody raw piece of meat,” he said. Amadi shook his head at Izra. “Damn, who is that over there with Kanya?” Izra asked out loud, talking about Jalesa.

  “Don’t worry about that,” Amadi warned Izra. Izra held his hands up. “My bad, bro. You growling and shit,” Izra said, laughing.

  Adika walked over to us, which caused Izra to start growling. I nudged him because I didn’t want Jalesa to hear it.

  “Would you chill out?” I asked him.

  “That bitch rubs me the wrong way,” Izra said to me.

  “Hey, lover, you don’t love me anymore?” Adika asked, throwing her arms around Izra’s neck. He grabbed her arms then moved them from around his neck.

  “I’m no longer interested,” he said. Adika laughed, kissed his lips then walked out of the store.

  “That witch must have gotten ahold of some type of voodoo,” Izra said. Kanya walked over to us with Jalesa following behind her. Amadi lustfully stared at Jalesa’s hips. “Thirsty-ass nigga,” Izra said, laughing.

  “Izra and Amadi, this is one of my sales women. Her name is Jalesa. Jalesa, these are my brothers-in-law,” Kanya introduced them.

  “Hello, it’s nice to meet you,” Jalesa said with her hand out. Izra shook her hand, but Amadi froze.

  Shake her hand! I shouted inside of Amadi’s head. Amadi took Jalesa’s hand then kissed it. “How are you doing today, beautiful?” Amadi asked Jalesa.

  Amadi is making me nervous. He is too attractive, Jalesa panicked inside of her head.

  Amadi started smiling. “Can I have a few minutes of your time to talk? I was admiring you when you first came in. Your hair is stunning, by the way,” he said, smoothly. Jalesa blushed shyly then walked to the other side of the store with Amadi following behind her.

  Her scent smells better than all of my oils combined, Amadi thought.

  “Amadi got game after all,” Kanya said.

  “He got that shit from me. That nigga stole my lines,” Izra fussed.

  “The lies you tell, Izra. ‘Damn, girl, you got a phat ass’ is more so your speed. You need to learn from my baby Goonie and Amadi because your player card has been revoked,” Kanya teased Izra.

  “Very funny, but bro, did she just call your big, mean ass Goonie?” Izra asked me. I shrugged my shoulders as I continued to lay the jewelry down in the showcase.

  We worked all day to get the store in order. There were a few things that still needed to be done.

  Everyone left except for Kanya and I. “We have our photo shoot tomorrow,” Kanya said.

  “For what?” I asked her.

  “Advertisement. Beastly Treasures is elegant with a little dark side to it, almost like us,” she said.

  “Knock yourself out, but I’m warning you, do not wake me up just so I can get a picture taken. Now, let’s go hunt; I’m starving,” I told her.

  *****

  Kanya and I roamed around deep into the woods. I picked up a scent of a male deer. Kanya growled when she sniffed the air; there was a wolf in the woods on our territory.

  There is another wolf in our woods, I said to her.

  I can smell him, she replied.

  The sound of bushes rustling started, and a loud growl echoed throughout the woods. I smelled blood; the wolf had gotten to our meal. I ran towards the scent of blood in full speed. Down by a small lake, there was a brown and black wolf feasting on a deer. Two more wolves appeared from out of nowhere. Before I could warn Kanya, she was beside me crouching down. Kanya’s head was blocking my neck. Alpha females do that to protect their mate from getting their necks bitten. I never taught her that; it was just instinct.

  I growled. Six pairs of eyes stared at me with deer blood dripping from their mouths. The brown and black wolf was Dash. I remembered his scent.

  What are you doing in my woods? I said inside of Dash’s head.

  This buck was on our land and ran into yours so that makes it my meal, he replied back. The other two wolves had their fangs showing with their ears pointed back. They were ready to attack me. I pushed Kanya out of the way then charged into Dash, sinking my canines into his neck. Dash bit my shoulder. He was stronger than Xavier and more of a fighter. I stood up on my hind legs, slinging Dash into a tree. The other two wolves were circling Kanya. One of them sniffed behind her tale. Dash charged into me, and the smell of fresh blood traveled throughout the air.

  My claws ripped into Dash’s fur, cutting him open. Three deep open gashes ran down his side. Dash was going to fight me until he couldn’t anymore. He dropped to the ground then howled. The two wolves were still trying to attack Kanya, but she was too fast. She stood and fought the both of them. One of the wolves tried to get to her neck, but she quickly moved, charging into him and pinning him to a tree. The other wolf leaped on her. I charged into him. My teeth pi
erced through his stomach like knives. I pulled away, yanking a chunk out of his stomach.

  Kanya clamped down tightly on the wolf’s neck that she was fighting. He tried to bite her, but he couldn’t. She pinned him down, tearing into his neck until his head was barely connected to his body. Dash stood up weakly, blood dripping from his side. Dash bowed his head down; he was surrendering because he was injured. Kanya tried to charge into him, but I stopped her.

  After a wolf surrenders, we do not attack, I said. Dash limped away, leaving two wolves behind. His pack was like a gang—every wolf was for himself. I would die before I left a pack brother behind to get killed. One wolf was dead. The other wolf lay on the ground then turned to his human form, he was a white man. A chunk of his stomach was missing. He was going to die slowly, bleeding out.

  “You sons of bitches,” the white man yelled, spitting up blood. Kanya walked over to him. Her strong canines clamped down onto his neck.

  That’s it beautiful, I cheered her on as she killed him. He was the one that blatantly sniffed her. He disrespected her. It was almost like a man seeing a woman that he doesn’t know, and he slaps her on the behind. Kanya walked over to me with her bushy, long tail trailing behind her. Her gold eyes looked into mines as she nuzzled her face into my neck. I bent my head down to lick the blood off of her face.

  Let’s go home. I know Elle is going crazy with the pups. Kanya’s sultry voice came into my head.

  When we made it back to the mansion, we hurriedly went into our bedroom to shower. Kanya was quiet as I washed her back. “What’s the matter?” I asked her. She turned around looking into my eyes.

  “I felt nothing for those wolves I killed, and I don’t regret it. If I could, I would do it all over again. What’s the matter with me?”

  I lifted her head up by her chin then kissed her lips. “You are a part of me; I feel the same way after I kill. It’s in our nature, and never regret anything. They challenged us on our territory,” I told her.

  “The twins are sleep,” Kanya said to me, grabbing at my dick. I immediately got aroused. I picked her up, leaning her against the shower wall. She wrapped her legs around me. I lifted her up to ease her down on my length. She growled then hissed. I pulled out of her, entering her again.

  “Open up, Kanya,” I groaned. I spread her legs out then went sailing in deeply. Kanya let out a loud noise that sounded like a howl. I hurriedly placed my hand over her mouth.

  “You are going to wake the pups,” I whispered into her ear, as I pumped in and out of her. Her walls squeezed me as she got wetter, and her nipples hardened against my chest. I pulled out, leaving the tip in, then went back into her deeper than I was at first. Her legs shook while her eyes rolled to the back of her head. I pumped furiously into her as her breasts bounced with every stroke I gave her. Her nails went into my skin. I growled as my fangs protruded out.

  Bite me! Oh god, Goon. Baby, please bite me, Kanya’s thoughts begged.

  I uncovered her mouth and noticed her fangs were out. I pulled her head back by her hair as I thrust further into her, causing her to yelp out. My dick widened inside of her; I was about to explode. Kanya’s scent poured out of her and ran down my leg. I felt her heart rate speed up. She wrapped her legs tightly around me, taking all of me. I was too big for her, but her pussy took all of me. I slowed up my pace, kissing on her neck. She moaned out. I licked behind her ear then trailed my tongue down her neck and around her sensitive spot. Kanya squirmed and made noises like she was in pain as my length drilled deeply into her. She was waiting for me to bite her. I looked into her face, and tears were falling from her eyes. The pleasure was so intense she couldn’t handle it, even though she craved it. I gripped her hair harder. I pulled her head back further then clamped down onto her neck while I sped up my pace, slamming my dick into her spot over and over again with my teeth sinking into her throat. Kanya made a gasp like she was taking her last breath. Her body went limp, but I held her up. She squirted, and then I released my semen inside of her. The shower water was cold, but that was the least of our worries.

  *****

  The next morning…

  “Goon, wake up! The photographer is almost here, and we need to get ready,” Kanya screamed at me, with the pups in her arms.

  “Damn it, Kanya! I told your ass not to wake me up for that stupid shit,” I shouted back, rolling over and burying my face into the pillow. Kanya put the twins in their cribs. She then leaped on my back with her teeth sinking into my shoulder.

  “AGGHHHHHHHH! FUCK!” I said, hurriedly getting up. Kanya stood at the side of the bed with her arms crossed. Her thick and kinky tendrils were falling in her face. She frowned, her glossed lips pushed out. “Get up, Goon. We can sleep later. We have to get everything in order for the store,” she said, pointing her finger into my solid chest.

  I pushed her out of my way then walked into the bathroom while Kanya burst into a fit of laughter.

  I stood over the toilet releasing myself. “You want me to hold that for you, daddy?” Kanya taunted me.

  “Leave me the fuck alone, Kanya,” I growled.

  “You are so grumpy in the morning, but wear something edgy. We need that gothic look. Oh, and Izra has a surprise for us,” Kanya ranted on. After I was done releasing myself, I shook it. Kanya was standing in the doorway staring at me.

  “Seriously, leave me alone. I told you not to wake me, and you did it anyway. I keep telling you about that type of behavior. Let me sleep in peace. Damn,” I said to Kanya.

  “You are not my father. I’m sick of all this crap about how I have to obey this and that. I’m your other half, not your child,” she ranted on.

  “I don’t want to hear that shit this early in the morning. The damn sun isn’t even out yet. Who comes to people’s homes this early anyway? I hope they aren’t scared of animals. I’m walking right into the picture in my big black beast form. I bet that would scare the fuck out of them,” I fussed.

  “Asshole,” Kanya said, walking away.

  “I’m going to be a bigger one when they get here,” I yelled out behind her, and then I chuckled. After I showered, I got dressed in a pair of denim, stone-washed rip jeans, black t-shirt, and a pair of Timbs. I walked down the stairs where Kanya had the pups sitting in something that swings back and forth.

  “What is that?” I asked Kanya.

  “It’s a rocker; it calms the babies,” she said, tickling their stomachs.

  Amadi, Elle and Izra came into the family room.

  “So, who is going to discuss last night? I knew I should’ve killed Dash when we saw him and his gang at the club. That muthafucka is sneaky,” Izra fussed.

  “We can discuss that later. In the meantime, people are coming here to take pictures. I don’t know how I feel about humans being in our home,” I said.

  Kanya looked at me then rolled her eyes. “My parents are human.”

  “They aren’t welcome neither,” Izra said.

  “Don’t you start with me, Izra. I will kick your ass,” Kanya said, pushing him. Izra slid into the wall then came crashing down onto a table.

  “Now, let’s get this place in order so we can get this show on the road,” Kanya said, switching out of the living room. Elle, Amadi and Izra looked at me. “Now that is what you call a woman,” Elle said, and Amadi agreed.

  I looked around, making sure Kanya wasn’t around me. I blocked her from my thoughts. “I’m going to ask Kanya to marry me,” I told my pack brothers.

  “We ain’t human, nigga. You and her are mated for life. That’s stronger than marriage,” Izra said.

  “Her parents will be coming here for the grand opening of Beastly Treasures. In their human tradition, a man marries a woman if she gives him children. Kanya is trying to adjust to my life, and I’m trying to adjust to hers. She isn’t human, but she was raised with human traditions,” I said.

  “Go for it, bro,” Amadi said.

  “You got to keep your mate happy,” Elle said.

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��I’m cool with it, but I’m telling you now, her parents better not come over here cooking that shit in our kitchen. What’s that ugly bird called that humans be frying again?” Izra asked me.

  “Chicken,” I said, laughing.

  “I hate chicken and any other white meat,” Izra said.

  “Don’t we all,” Amadi agreed.

  The buzzer rang throughout the house, letting us know that someone was at the gate. Kanya’s heels clicked throughout the foyer. “I’ll get it,” she said, excitedly.

  Izra smiled. “Don’t you start any shit,” I warned him. Amadi and Elle chuckled, walking out of the family room to greet the guest.

  “Come on, bro. I’m not going to ruin nothing. I wanted to give you these though,” he said, going into his jeans pocket. He pulled out a velvet, black box.

  “What is this?” I asked, taking the box.

  “Something you know nothing about, but I think we all should wear them during the grand opening,” Izra said. I opened up the box, and it held a pair of gold diamond fangs. I picked it up examining it. “Yo, what can I do with this?” I asked Izra. He took his out of his pocket and opened his mouth, extracting his fangs from his gums. He placed the teeth over his fangs, top and bottom row.

  “These are called fronts. This shit is hitting. I was creative with this shit, wasn’t I?” Izra asked me.

  “You made those?” I asked him.

  He smirked. “Yup.” I put mines into my mouth. They fit snug, but they don’t feel bad. I stuck my tongue out feeling the tip of the gold fang, and they were sharp. Kanya walked into the living room. “Goon, this is the camera crew and the make-up artist,” Kanya said, with a whole entourage behind her.

  “What’s up?” I asked them.

  “What on earth is that in your mouth?” Kanya fussed.

  “I freaking love it! Amanda, go and fetch me my camera out of the van. Jessica, go get your hair supplies. I can see this now. An urban werewolf,” some white, slim guy said.