Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

Elaine's

POV

The moment I opened my eyes, I just realized that I was back at The Gazebo of the Flower Moon Hotel having breakfast.noveldrama

Except it's only me and Tyler.

I don't know how but the air here seems fresh and cool and sweet, one that even by the brushed on the skin, you can discern that it's not that polluted despite being in the city. Maybe it's because of the flora and trees encircling The Gazebo, that doesn't only make the place beautiful and calming but also clean and uplifting.

I don't know what time we woke up today or how we managed to drive here without

remembering if I even took a bath or changed my clothes. But the moment I opened my eyes, as if it's the only time that I am finally awake, breakfast is already beckoning me and greeting my

nose.

"What time did we sleep last night?"

"The Ghostly Hour," Tyler replied as he shove a spoonful of cereal in his mouth.

"What time did we wake up?" I couldn't get enough of this coconut pie that Tyler ordered for me. He said that I should eat this because today will be a long day ahead. "Where are we going in the first place?"

"In the tallest building here in Moonburn, The Lunar Empire building."

The Lunar Empire building, the center of business of Moonburn. Some called it the Heart of Moonburn, Washington. I heard during my senior high school days that most of my classmates who want to pursue business wanted to work there. They say that the salary there is much more favorable than going to New York and California.

"I heard that you can earn six figures there even if you are just a waitress," Cara, the French-Filipino migrant whose parents owned a Bed and Breakfast in Maine, once convinced me to work there. She was even quite jealous when I called her the morning before me and the Rutherford family drove to Moonburn that we will be moving in this city.

"Jason just called and said that they are on their way there now."

"Why didn't they join us?"

"Karlo and Jason went out hunting in the forest while their wives stayed in the hotel just across the Lunar Empire building so that they would be guarded."

"Did they find any Hearteater?"

Tyler shook his head. "That bitch who is in the guise as your sister refused to talk so they waited for her to shift to her original form and chopped her piece by piece starting from her feet."

  I swallowed my shock. I knew werewolves could be brutal...but this brutal-

"Do you know what they look like?" I asked.

"We are eating, Elaine. If I tell you, your appetite might disappear."

"It won't," I convinced him as I reached a shaking hand for the cheese bread. Tyler just nervously laughed. "Hearteaters are able to walk and roam the earth while gaining their abilities as Werewolves and Shapeshifters as long as they consume hearts of mortals and werewolves to survive and thrive. Their true forms are wolf-like entities that stand like a man but with ram horns and bat-like hands and arms."

Every word Tyler sent across me made my heart pound, throbbed, beat rapidly as if there's no tomorrow. "And one thing you can fathom their presence is that once they are around, the sun seems to hide and everything suddenly turns cold. The air is flooded with the scent of death that you can only smell when in front of a decaying corpse."

I think I have met these eerie creatures. The exact descriptions: the way they look, the way they smell... 'Those are Hearteaters in the beach last week where me and the Rutherfords went swimming.' I pondered, 'Where a sea of bodies and their rotting smell still haunt my senses...'

"I'm sorry. I think I should go to the restroom for a minute." I excused myself before Tyler. He muttered some apology, asking if I am okay repeatedly and telling me that he shouldn't have told me about those archenemies of theirs.

I immediately closed the restroom and stared at my reflection. I puked and, the way I feel dizzy and sweating, I think this is not just because of Tyler's revelation about Hearteaters.

I think it's because of the fact I just came across one of them without knowing that they devour hearts as if it's just a piece of candy.

That horrific encounter. Those monstrous words of that beast echoed in my head. The way that the creature ripped my sleeve while I tended to my exposed skin with my hand. The way

its horrendous hand was pointing at my shoulder-to where my birthmark is.

I took a look at my birthmark and I found nothing unique in it. But the way the

Hearteater spoke-

'Your birthmark...'

  It was an entity directly from my nightmares, crawled straight out from the tar black pits of hell.

    'Your birthmark...'

I couldn't wipe out that monster from my memory. Its unearthly voice. The way it made

the hair on my arms rise, the way it could've knocked out my very soul from my body.

Evil. Its essence is pure, unfeigned evil.

  The way it smirked at me and mocked me with a grin. 'No, Elaine.'

sister?

That Hearteater knew my name. Was it the same Hearteater who took the form of my

'No, Elaine.'

  It knew my first name. Does it even know who I am?

If it wasn't for my survival instinct, if I didn't poked its eye and blew a handful of sand before its face, I could have been in its stomach now-my heart could be digesting in its stomach a week ago.

This is the only life I have. I am not immortal. I am not a werewolf like Tyler who can call forth a flame and summon a lightning storm, who has incredible strength and sheer sense of smell and hearing.

"I will live." I rinsed my mouth with the water from the faucet. The words sinking deeper in my bones in an unbreakable vow to my only self.

  Three knocks from the outside could have sent me a heart attack if it wasn't for Tyler's soothing voice.

"Are you done, Elaine?" He may have a beastly dick but his voice is dark and

delightful.

"Just a second, Tyler!" 

"I will live." I sucked a breath, repeating that mantra for another second. "We will live, Elaine." Gazing at my statuesque reflection, I tied my hair in a ponytail, ready to greet the rest of the day with my fiancé.

"Let's go?" Tyler asked as his hand rested on the doorknob.

I brush my palm on my lavender dress, its bodice adorned with pearls and white lace as I lift my head to the handsome Alpha wearing a tuxedo before me. "Let's go."