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prologue
Wolf: Good morning, Prey.
Me: Good morning.
Me: There’s something I’d like to ask you…
Wolf: Ask me anything. However, my answer may not be the one you’re looking for.
Me: Why do you call me Prey?
Wolf: Because
And the text bubble pops up, the dots filling the screen roll in time with the waves of anticipation in my stomach. Then the chime of an incoming message lights up the dimming screen once more.
Wolf: A wolf always catches its prey.
Wolf: And when that day comes I’ll devour you.
Hope warms my chest and arousal saturates my panties.
Me: Holy fuck
Wolf: Say the word, Prey, and I’ll become your worst nightmare.
Me: My worst nightmare may not be what you think it is.
A grin tugs at my lips before I promptly log out of the app.
one
There was no time for me to shower this morning. I was lucky enough to spritz some dry shampoo in my hair and douse myself in body spray. It’s not my best look, but it will have to do.
Once downstairs, I run to the laundry room, grab my favorite Betty Boop scrubs from the running dryer, and quickly get dressed. Thankfully they are mostly dry with a slightly damp spot along the cuff of the pants.
"Mom!" Maddox, my six year old, shouts.
Before I get a chance to respond, he screeches again, and this time it vibrates my eardrums. “Mom!”
Breathe, Mickie. Breathe.
He's only been up for thirty minutes and couldn't have created too much chaos in such a short time.
“Maddox! Don’t yell in the house!” I yell…while in the house.
"But Thor and Zeus are digging holes in the front yard!"
Son of a bitch, not again.
Thor and Zeus are my neighbor's dogs. One is a German Shepherd, and the other, a Rottweiler. When I first met Gideon’s dogs six months ago, the first thing I noticed was Thor’s teeth. He seems to wear a perpetual smile. The downside is that those scary sharp canines are always on display. He shows them every time he growls at a passerby for stepping too far onto his side of the yard and oddly enough on my property as well. I wince at the thought of one of them puncturing through a person’s flesh. Granted, I’ve never seen them be violent with anyone, and doubt I ever will, but the imagery in my head gives me a grotesque visual. All Zeus the Rottweiler has to do is stand by with a protective stance. His bulky shoulders pushed back with his meaty head held high, making pedestrians think twice about crossing the street.
Their bark is bigger than their bite though. They’re the sweetest dogs I've ever met and I’ve never had to worry about the kids accidentally running to catch a ball in Gid’s yard.. Weirdly enough, both dogs turn into completely different animals around them. They’re little fucking angels who would never hurt a fly. However, they have a bad habit of jumping the fence to dig. They shovel dirt like grave robbers and my backyard is an unmarked cemetery filled with buried treasure.
Swallowing down my annoyance, I concentrate on getting ready. "Grab your bookbags. I’ll deal with them on our way out," I holler.
Maddox whines, "But we’re going to be late."
“Well excuse me sir. Do you have an important board meeting to go to?” I tease.
