Whispers of the wild

Chapter five

Nyssa inhaled sharply as she felt her blood boil in rage. She retrieved her phone from her purse and dialed Browyn's line.

"Yo! What a surprise" Browyn's voice echoed through the phone as a loud blasting music played in the background.

"What do I need to get back the donor?" She got straight to the point, trying to calm her temper.

"I guess that is the reason I got attracted to you, making us friends. Your seriousness is always on another level." Her voice thrilled as she giggled, making Nyssa tighten her grip on the phone.

"You know, I don't joke with my grandma. Tell me what I need to do to get back the donor." Her voice was surprisingly calm.

"Sure...meet me at Golden club, that is where my location is" she answered and hung up the phone.

"Browyn," she said gritting teeth.

Golden club

Nyssa came out of the cab she boarded and hastily entered, but was stopped by the bouncers at the entrance.

"Your card, miss," one of the bouncers said, eyeing her with lust in his eyes. She was putting on the gown Caleb bought for her.

"I..um..here to see my friend Browyn" she answered as she squeezed the word out of her mouth

"We are sorry, but you can't get in without the membership card," he replied as his gaze lingered on her body.

She bought out her phone and dialed Browyn's line. "I'm outside and the bouncers won't let me in." Her voice filled with impatience, but Browyn hung up the phone.

"f**k " she muttered as she stared at her cellphone. At that moment, a tall menacing figure came out and whispered to one of the bouncers' ears.

"You can go in," he said.

"Come with me," the man said as he turned, taking his leave as Nyssa trailed behind him.

The thumping, blazing music vibrated through her bones, and she instinctively covered her ears. A thick haze of cigarette smoke mixed with the cloying sweetness of expensive perfume hung in the air making her crease her nose in irritation. She has never been a fan of clubs but here she was doing what she hated most. They passed by the midst of the crowd and entered the elevator that took them to a lounge specifically built for vip members.

"You can go in," the man said, leaving her to her fate. She inhaled sharply before entering, and a wave of cigarette smoke hit her nose, making her stomach churn. She coughed as she was not used to those kinds of things. She entered fully, and there she saw Browyn embracing Silas, her ex-boyfriend, while Silas whispered something into her ears, making her giggle.

" I am here," she announced, breaking the silence as she stared at them with disdain.

Browyn scoffed and left Silas' embrace. She sat upright and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ears. " Interrupting us, Isn't that a rude courtesy ?" She asked

" I don't care about your romance. I am only here for the donor," she replied with her hands folded.

" Fine, since you want the donor, then you need to follow my instructions, because I believe you would do anything to save your grandmother. "Browyn's lip brought out a mocking smile as her eyes turned cold.

"What the f**k do you want me to do?" She asked impatiently.

Browyn stood up and walked menacingly towards her. "So impatient." She turned to Silas. " I will be back," she said, blowing him a kiss while Silas tore his gaze away from Nyssa, who was unconcerned about the s**t they were both performing. "Come with me," she instructed, leaving the room.

Nyssa turned, and they both left, descending the elevator as they stepped into the hall where the thumping bass music was echoing in the four corners of the wall. They walked through almost the crowd and finally stopped in front of a young man, whose hair was tinted gold.

"Here we are, " Browyn said, turning to Nyssa, who furrowed her brow.

" Oh! Browyn, is she the one?" The young man asked as he eyed Nyssa with lust.

"Yes Rafael....she is yours for the night" she replied

" What do you mean by I am his for the night?" she asked, interrupting their discussion. It's not even night yet and here is Browyn telling this strange man she is his for the night? What the f**k is she trying to insinuate? Nyssa thought as she stared at Browyn strangely.

" For you to have your donor back you need to satisfy him... Or has the love for your grandmother diminished?" Browyn sneered.

Nyssa clenches her fist as she feels her temper rising. How come she doesn't realize that her once-best friend was a she-devil?.

"I am sorry ...but I can't do it," she said, gritting her teeth.

"Then you are not ready to save your grandmother." Browyn shrugged her shoulder as she replied casually.

Rafael stood up from his seat and moved closer to them. "It will be too bad for a damsel to reject a charming prince," he said, flashing a dashing smile, which irritates Nyssa to the core. He made to touch her, but Nyssa moved backwards.

"Don't touch me," she shrieked as she felt her nose tingle.

"Ah..ah..ah.." Browyn laughed out, "Trying to behave like a saint when you are a b***h yourself," she taunted mockingly. " The ball is in your court...save your grandmother by pleasing him or you watch your grandmother die"

A cold glint flashes through Nyssa's eyes as she bit her lips to stop the scream that threatened to rip through her throat." I...will do it," she surrendered, gritting her teeth. She has to save her Grandma at all costs.

She looked at Rafael, feeling sick in the stomach. He is a handsome man with a perfect set of white teeth, and his scent is alluring, but she couldn't withstand him, thinking of how Browyn is taking advantage of her weakness.

"Awwwn...what a good daughter." Browyn chuckled and faced Rafael. "Take good care of her." She turned and left. Cruel smile played on her lips.

"C'mon, let's have a good time together," Rafael said, pulling her closer to himself as he wrapped his arm around her waist. Nyssa clenched her fist and withheld her fiery temper not to kick his damn balls. Rafael grinned like a wild cat as he leaned to plant a kiss on her neck while she held her breath.

She was suddenly pulled away making Rafael stagger before becoming steady. Nyssa perceived the familiar scent and her eyes widened. She turned to him." C..Caleb?" She stuttered as her face flushed red in embarrassment and her heart skipped a bit. To her greatest astonishment, Caleb is full of fury, his eyes red as he pushes Nyssa to the side.

"Wh..."

Rafael was cut short when a punch landed on his face, and at the same time, the music stopped. "s**t" he muttered as he tasted the metallic taste of blood.

Caleb didn't end there. He grabbed a chair and hit his back with it, making him stagger as he fell. He looked up in daze and his eyes widened in horror. Everything happened so fast that he didn't realize it was Caleb standing in front of him. The rumored devil.

"How dare you touch my mate?" He thundered in fury as he grabbed another chair.