The Unknown

chapter 1

The setting sun beats in as I sit alone in my office finishing up on my days work and filing my reports. I can't help but pause to feel the last few rays of the day's sun on my face. I find so much comfort in this time of day. where the sun sets and the moon rises. All my life I have been told of the dangers of the night and the creatures that come out. But I have a fascination with them. I have dreamt for years about walking amongst them watching them through the night. 

It was one of the reasons I had been snatched up for my current job. I studied psychology but more specifically people's behaviours and attitudes towards the creatures of the night that I had become fascinated with during my childhood much to my grandparents' protests. I didn't remember much about my younger years before I moved in with my grandparents after my parents were brutally murdered supposedly by a werewolf family they were close to. I don't know how much of my grandparents' story I believed but they had a very strong dislike for them. I take a seat on the sofa in my office taking in the beauty of the city as it changes from day to night. 

"knock, Knock" a voice from my office door way booms. Now there is nothing more irritating to me than someone saying the words rather than just knocking properly. I turn to be met by a tall slender man filling my door way. It was the CEO of the company I worked for. Most women around here threw themselves at him which I never understood. He wasn't anything special. To me he was just a man, a creepy I will talk to your chest kind of man.  Yes a man with money but that was about the most extraordinary thing about him. 

"Sophie, my dear it's time to leave we are having our compulsory staff night out, I will take you" he tried to command whilst looking at my ample bust. But telling me what to do doesn't work certainly not whilst looking at my chest 

"I will make my own way there. Thank you for the offer though" I grab my bag and move past him  

"are you sure?" he insists following me to the elevator 

"I'm positive" I say with disdain in my voice. 

He sighs and saunters off to his private elevator "If you change your mind I will be waiting" he calls back to me. 

As soon as he is out of sight I let out a huge sigh of relief. This is one of those days where he hasn't pushed it too much. Some days I beg for someone to shoot me so I can get away from him.  I climb into the elevator and lean against the side as I'm taken down to the car park. I quickly found my car and jumped in. I didn't want to have to deal with another uncomfortable meeting with the CEO. 

I leave the car park and head home needing to take a shower and change before I head to the bar for our compulsory night out. I don't even talk to anyone in the office as I keep myself to myself. After all when you are branded the wolf lover and the psychologist you aren't usually the sort of person people want to talk to they assume I will either be analysing their behaviour or talking about werewolves and trying to convert everyone's attitudes towards them with some magic psychological trick.

I shower and wash off the feelings of the day. I grab my towel and head to my closet to find an outfit suitable for the bar one that shows a little of what I was given but covers me enough not to be oogled by others. Not that I will stop the CEO. I find a pair of modest black heels and pair it with a set of black high waisted jeans and a royal blue top that ties up behind my neck. It shows off my figure but not the goods underneath. As I tie my top up I pull my long black hair to the side I run my finger over the crescent moon shaped birthmark I have behind my left ear. I love it. It just makes me love the night all the more it was also the inspiration for the lunar cycle tattoo I have running down my spine. I apply a small amount of makeup and take one last look in the mirror. 

I head out of my apartment and down to the street to get a Taxi but as I leave I bump into something, someone “Hey take it easy Moonflower” the voice says dripping in carisma. I look up into this stranger's eyes and I am captivated. These pasture green orbs with silver flecks look into mine. He mumbles something but I don't quite hear as I am pulled deeper and deeper into these eyes. After a few moments I regain composure. “ I-I’m s-s-sorry I should have been looking where I was going” I say, stuttering to get the words out. At that moment I realised it was a werewolf I had walked into. So many emotions surged through my boy terror, lust, fear and curiosity. I wanted the encounter to continue. Our bodies are still so close I can feel goosebumps rising all over my body. I think he feels it too. my breath catches in the back of my throat and he steps back. The silver flecks in his eyes more prominent than before. “Until next time Moon flower” he says, taking my hand and placing a tender kiss on the back of it. His lips are like fires as they spread across my hand. And he was gone. I take a few moments to regain composure before heading off to the bar. All I know is I definitely need a drink.