Chapter 76

Miguel's pov

I can't believe the males I love are wolves. Real freaking animals, and I've been having fantasies of us three together.

I can't believe we came to a town highly infested with wolves and their possessed human selves.

How will we escape tonight? 

They might come after me when they realizes I might expose their secrets. 

A secret the tabloids will laugh over as a teenagers plot to make a fool of them.

Who will believe me when I tell them I saw humans turning to wolves, and wolves turning to human? 

I know i won't believe myself if I didn't actually witness such a traumatizing sight.

Seeing them got me thinking of what I saw on that day Mond died.

Is it that they weren't possesed as I thought or are they're truly possessed?

Those wolves who fought against them must also be human.

no I mean animalistic humans or whatever they might be.

I ran all the way home, not stopping for once to breathe.

I just need to get to the comfort of my home, and alert my parents of why we need to leave here before day break.

We might not see another sunrise if we're to stay here till morning. 

As my house came into view, I breathe out a heavy sigh, my heart rate beating abnormally. 

I know if I don't stop to rest, I will either collapse here or get to die before I can get to my parents.

I need to warn them, I need to let them know of the strange 

beings in this town.

A town of animalistic humans; animals who pretend to be humans, and humans who're animals.

I just need to run faster before I finally collapse.

Mom won't like it if am taken to the hospital yet again, and am not with my inhaler.

All this thoughts didn't bother me as much as the thoughts of getting caught by the trips bothers me.

I rather did of a natural illness than die in the hands of hungry looking wolves.

I can't believe I stupidly walked into the den of wolves without knowing. Going on a date with not only one wolf but the three of them, and there I was, thinking of them and I romantically while they themselves might be thinking of how well to garnish my meat to make it more tastier.

What a fool I Miguel is, always getting into one problem and trouble to another; always jumping from frying pan to fire.

I picked up pace since my strength have start dawdling, and I don't think I can make it to my front porch without falling on the ground. 

My breathing have increased its volume，my heart is now beating abnormally, and my strength is almost failing me.

I just need to run like more fifteen paces before I reach my house, I hope I make it there without dying. I hope mom is around to catch my fall.

Adding more strengths to my body through some sheer luck, I made it to my front door, and knocked.

"I made it!" I inwardly squealed "I actually made it!"  I knocked on the door again, and this time I made my knock sound as desperate as I am now.

Mom should unlock this door before I fall on the door. I knocked again, but it wasn't as loud as I would have loved it to be. It's the knock of the weak.

Checking the door hole, my heart sank in my stomach, mom isn't around.

How will I get to her and dad in this present condition I am in? who knows if they're safe wherever they are?

I looked at the door, and back at the vast darkness surrounding me.

Are they in the dark waiting for me to fall for them to devour me? are they laughing at a weak me?

I need to be strong, I need to fight against those trying to kill my family. I need......and my final will left me a I sunk into the darkness that have been beckoning on me.

I hope mom find me faster. I might not survive if she wastes enough time to get  to me. I might not see the light of the day, and as stupid as this is, I can't afford not to see the triplets.

In case I die without waking, please tell my mom I love her, and my daddy, he's the best father a boy can ever ask for. Tell the triplets I love them even though they tried to kill me,but if am alive I won't tell them That.

I will take the secret to the grave.

( And he closed his eyes in death)

Sounds of voices woke me up from a dreamless sleep.

looking around, I can't locate any familiar thing around me. 

Blinking, I sat up from the bed, but not without much pain following my movements. My legs and hands hurts like no man's business, and my eyelids heavy with sleep.

Looking around the room again made me realize I've been in this room before, but I can't recall exactly where I am.

Have I died and gone to a heaven with a bed as soft as the one am lying on? Is it the reason this place looks familiar to me?

What of the voices I heard? where are they coming from?

The door opened, and a beautiful female came into the room. The way she glides as she walks made it seem like she's not if this world.

The sight if her making me more convinced am truly in heaven.

She smiled when she caught my eyes " am happy to see you're awake,"she  sits on the bed.

I mirrored here smile ( I just be grinning like a fool. I know that's the case when she grimaced at my open mouthed smile).

"How're you feeling?" she asked with a look of concern.

Mom, dad forgive me for what am about to say, still know am your good son "I feel like hell and shit combined together.'