Epilogue: All’s Well That Ends Well

Five Months Later

Natalie sat in front of Blake’s grave thinking back over that night and the events that had led them there. From the moment Blake had come into her life things had changed. But never in her wildest dreams had she imagined him to be the beast he turned out to be or to have as much love and compassion as he did. She was grateful he had been there for her in her time of need but regretted not telling him how she felt the moment her feelings had changed. 

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Chapter 28: Nightmares

“NATALIE!” Blake yelled in a huff as he sat up quickly on the bed. The pounding of his heart echoed in the tiny room as his breathing became more and more erratic and short. It was another of those dreams that caused his wolf unrest. Another nightmare that depicted a violent bloodbath that always ended the same: Natalie lying dead at his feet. Two days he was at Angelo’s waiting for the moon cycle to end and hoping it would give him the distance he needed to keep his wolf from acting on the primal urges he felt when around her.

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Simful - Holiday Edition

It's beginning to look a lot like...well you know. The holidays are upon us and how are you keeping warm on those cold nights? Spend some time with the guys of Cold Blooded and Beauty and find out what really makes them tick! The latest edition of Simful has arrived!

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Chapter 27: Mark of the Beast

“Nick? Nick are you there?” Natalie cried as she sat on the floor of the living room in Blake’s home. The bloodshed that had occurred earlier was quickly drying into the carpet and Riley’s dead body was turning cold beneath that white sheet. “I need help!”

“Natalie what’s wrong? Has something happened to Blake?” She paused with the sudden realization that Nick may not be aware of what his best friend would become three nights out of a month. “Natalie?”

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Chapter 23: Pieces of Me

Bright sunlight shined directly into the bedroom and cascaded over a sleeping Natalie. It had been thirteen hours since the fight in the woods and still she hadn’t awakened. Blake was quickly growing panicked. The large bump on the back of her head had slowly started to diminish and yet she hadn’t so much as opened her eyes. He had been sitting up with her since getting her back to his place, watching her every second of the day.

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Chapter 22: Any Means Necessary

“Learn anything?” Blake asked once Jessica made it back to Nick’s place. She handed him the bag she’d taken from Brody’s room filled with letters, notebooks and a map.

“The police have put an APB out on the Rolls Brody was driving that day but nothing’s come up yet. There haven’t been any demands, no phone calls made on her cell since 2pm on the day she went missing and they haven’t been able to trace the phone either. They believe it’s turned off which I can attest to seeing that she hasn’t answered any of our calls or texts.”

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Chapter 21: Taken

“Have you sent word to her parents?” Stone asked as he sat sharpening his nails with an emery board.

“Don’t worry about them,” Brody growled and looked back at the door that held Natalie, blowing a curl of smoke lazily from his lips. “Once she misses her ballet rehearsal her Mom will contact the National Guard and make it breaking news worldwide.”

“Good,” he chuckled and lodged the file towards the coffee table. “Pretty soon her wolf should come looking for her too.”

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Chapter 18: Masques

Music drifted softly from the wall speakers filling the large ballroom with an enchanting, soothing melody. Several guests milled about the large room pandering to the upper class and rubbing shoulders with a few hometown celebrities in attendance. Natalie moved about the area tending to those already in attendance and anticipating the arrival of many more. Her mother was in charge of the guest list and although it was agreed to keep the gala at a sensible number, her mother argued that ‘the more in attendance, the higher the amount raised’.

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Chapter 17: Fusion

One week ago...

Blake growled and thrashed violently, throwing punches in the air in front of him as he sat up suddenly on the old, rickety cot situated in the corner of the room. His head was pounding and his gut was wrenched in knots. The stench of blood pervaded the small room causing his already upset stomach to test his gag reflex. Crawling out of the bed, he stumbled through the door of the cabin and into the main room of the place.

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Chapter 16: Full Moon

Run! Faster! Blake kept telling himself as he found himself being chased by some unseen force. Darkness grew quickly encompassing the area throwing ominous shadows onto the ground he could see. The moon lit a path through the forest but it wasn’t necessary; he found he could see through even the darkest of nights. Trees broke somewhere behind him as he ducked beneath a low hanging branch to get free of the woods. He needed to get to the cabin, then it would all be ok.

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Chapter 15: Intermission

*Warning: Picture heavy (but it's mostly because of the ballet).*

Tonight is the big night. Everyone is dressed up and sitting in the audience prepared for my performance as Odette in Swan Lake and for the first time in a long time I actually feel nervous. Not so much about my performance but the fact that he will be here, watching. I told him it was no big deal and he didn’t have to try and make an appearance for my sake but he said it was something he wanted to do. That it’s nice supporting a friend in her choices especially since it will be my last dance. And he’s right about that. I’ve decided that I don’t want this ‘career’. I want to be able to write whatever I want, whenever I want without fear of being reprimanded or treated like a child. 

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Chapter 14: Past Haunts

Blake stood outside the locked doors of his old home just staring at the front walkway as if it was some angry snake waiting to strike him for his trespass. The look of the place was dark and ominous and remained the resolute, chilling reminder of days long since passed and the man he could no longer be. The yard was trimmed and had been well cared for by his dearest friend and he could see through the partially uncovered windows not much had changed on the inside either. “Are you going in or plan on standing out here all night?” Nick’s voice broke through the silence and he moved around Blake towards the front door.

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Chapter 13: Safe Haven

“Can I get you anything?” Nick asked stepping back inside the house and moving towards his bar. “I could certainly use a drink and you look like you can too.”

“I’m fine thanks but I have to go. I can’t stay here. My Mother is going to flip out.” She replied standing and starting for the door.

“Blake said it’s best you stay here with me, at least for now. Uh you think you can maybe call and tell her that you’re staying at a friend’s?”

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Chapter 12: Old Friend

The forest seemed especially frightening to Natalie as Blake guided her through the woods under the cover of night towards some undetermined destination. But she didn’t speak a word as he moved, afraid that any sound she made would be heard by one of the men that had just attacked them. Before long, Blake led her up a stone walkway towards a loft situated on the outskirts of downtown. He took in a breath and knocked once after checking the window to ensure he was alone.

After waiting a few moments he watched the owner approach the front of the house and exhaled his breath slowly. “Hello Nick.” Blake greeted in a flat tone as the door opened. The fashion photographer stood with a shocked expression on his face, his eyes darting from Blake’s to Natalie’s and back.

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Chapter 04: The Beast Within

After last night I felt I should do what I could to get her out of my system. I’ve avoided going to the places I know she frequents and I’ve ignored the sounds of Swan Lake pumping through the walls of this place. Yet it seems that no matter what I do, she’s always there.

I saw her again today. She was on the way to Miller’s Lake and stopped to have lunch at Carol’s Café on 9^th Avenue. Her hair looked incredible the way it hung around her shoulders. If I didn’t know any better I’d think she was put here just to taunt me with something that I know I’ll never have; a normal life. She’s perfect in every way that a woman can be and me? I’m just…a monster.

-BF

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