Into the Shadows

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Michael shuddered. The area was swamped in a dark lycan presence. They were crawling all over the neighborhood.

Michael and Selene had moved into number 7 Private Drive in Little Whinging, Surrey. Perhaps it hadn’t been the best place to hide from both the vampire and lycan clans, but they were hoping that the clans would balk at attacking in front of a neighborhood full of humans. The neighbors were, at best, snoopy and highly annoying, but most of the time they never stepped foot off of their own square piece of property. Good news for him and Selene.

Michael took a glance around, searching for the hybrid/ vampire cross. He was worried about Selene, she had been withdrawn as of late and maybe only because the risks of staying in hiding were barely outweighing the risks of fighting, but Michael wasn’t sure. The two of them were as close as ever, growing ever closer…Too close, sibling kind of close. He loved her and he knew that she loved him but he couldn’t shake the feeling as if she was waiting for something… or someone.

Michael too had felt something, but he had only been a hybrid for just over a year so he couldn’t pin point the exact reasons why his instincts were homed in on this quaint, little neighborhood. Or maybe it was not so quaint, as it was ignorant.
Michael had taken to watching a young man across the street. More often than not he was working on yard work; gardening, mowing, raking, clipping hedges, just generally keeping the yard and house perfectly in match to all of the others on Private Drive.

Michael would actually see him working until the sun went down and the owners of the house; a tall, thin horse- faced woman, her husband who was not under the size of a compact car, and her son, who looked to be surpassing the father in all dimensions; came home. He would then proceed to cook their dinner, maybe nicking a few scraps of food for himself, wait until they were done eating, clean up the mess that they had made, and then go up to “his” room. Michael knew this because he was not ashamed to admit that he had spied on the youth.

The first time he had dared cross into number 4 Private Drive, he had been worried about how Selene would react to him spying on a human. She not only surprised him, but outright shocked him when she told him that she had sensed something strange about the young man and it wouldn’t hurt if Michael were to shadow him for awhile. She had also teased him that he seemed to have developed a strong fixation with this boy and was acting like a teenager who couldn’t control his hormones. Michael could do nothing but glare at her while she just shot him a toothy grin.

Two days ago, Michael had been watching from the hedges of number 3 Private Drive, when the afternoon temp soared to over ninety-five degrees. The hybrid could tell that the mysterious young man wanted to take off the baggy t- shirt that he had on, if only to ease the heat off of his body, but also knew what exactly would happen if he did so with his relatives home.

Barely an hour later, the horse- faced woman walked out of the house, locked it, and yelled something at the young man before getting in her car and driving away. Michael could hear the relieved sigh, before the young man stripped the too large shirt from heated skin.

Michael sucked in a sharp breath at the toned body unveiled to him.

The young man's skin glistened gold under the hot sun and was stretched over taunt muscles. He was near Michael’s height, but he lacked the large amount of muscle that Michael had naturally put on when he was turned. Dark eyes ran up the sculpted back that was presented to him before pausing on several silvery scars that ran the length of the broad back and shoulders. Raven locks hung shaggily into weary emerald eyes, a color Michael had never seen before, even on TV. He had high cheekbones and luscious red lips that Michael just wanted to run his thumb tenderly across.

But what both confused and selectively turned the hybrid on was the power wafting from the golden body. When the young man showed any strong emotion, the power would surge and Michael’s hybrid wanted to selectively bite and claim the being that had unleashed such binding power. It was that reason why Michael was putting on his leather jacket, intending to finally look for power that had been missing for the past two days, ever since a loud crack had woken Michael up.

He had seen the young man stumble down the street with an older man’s arm slung around his shoulders. With the addition of the older man, Michael could sense wolf, but not lycan. A different kind of werewolf… a new kind.
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