The Billionaire Werewolf

Chapter Three

THE MEETING

For one reason or another other Lucas believed he was given this second chance because of one person who risked her life to save him from dying, he didn't know Jenny but on that day when it happened, right there on his kneels bleeding, there was no way he could have survived such an attack, where he was on a vantage point where looks like the end of one mountain, he could see several other mountains, but how the beast attacked him from the back pushing him almost over the cliff while his walking-talking fell over the cliff.

Lucas had managed to hold on and push himself back up, the more he held on to the cliff he could feel his blood drip down his body, gathering all his might to climb back up and there he was lying down on the mountain top helpless waiting to die in the middle of nowhere and just when he thought its the end he saw this beautiful lady climbed up and told " everything was going to be ok" she said as she warmed me up with her jacket as it was suddenly freaky cold, I knew wasn't going to make it.

Deep within myself, I had said to the big Guy up there" this is it, at least I will get to be with my Beatrice" I thought, and just from nowhere I saw the rescue helicopter, the next time I faintly opened my eyes, I noticed I was already on the helicopter with the paramedics trying to resuscitate and that was it. I remembered I saw Jenny, she held my hands, it was a warm hand.

I woke up five days later and I didn't remember how I got to the hospital, only this time I didn't see anyone I recognize apart from people from work and Jenny was not among them. I had thought she would be by my side when I woke up and when I asked the nurses, no one seemed to have seen her or know who I was talking about.

I did find someone special by the side of my bed and she was aunty Lizzy, Beatrice's elder sister, she had this striking resemblance with her kid sister, I often mistake them at times, especially when she is at a distance. I had spoken with her several times over the phone and her voice with Beatrice we're almost the same on the phone, they often play tricks on me whenever Beatrice went to spend some time with her in Lakeland city.

During the funeral service for Beatrice, it was the first time I met aunty Lizzy in person, it was a horrifying experience, I had seen her from the back, standing just beneath one of the places Beatrice loved to stay and watching the vast waters as the undertow washes above the stones just at bank of the ocean.

She would stand there for hours, I often ask her what she was thinking about and she would often say "nothing sweety, just how beautifully crafted the oceans and everything in it was put together" she would often say, as this became a habit for the both of us as we mostly spend most of our evening just starting at the shores.

During the funeral, I had seen Lizzy in that same spot, she stood there and she cried, I thought it was Beatrice as I stood there watching her closely until I heard Mr. Harry say " she is not the one, she is the elder one of the one you lost" Mr. Harry said, yet I was filled with unbelieve as I walk closer towards her and all of a sudden she turned around and said " you must be Lucas"? she asked and immediately ran into my arms as we both cried, she was such a fantastic soul.

Here she is by my bed with her husband and two kids, they all flew at the moment they heard that I was attacked by the grizzling bear and that I was in critical condition. I didn't know what to say, but that was exactly what the report stated that I was attacked by the grizzling bear, what bear would climb as high as 375 feet to attack someone? I smiled in my heart as I knew no one would believe the story any way it was a werewolf.

Many would call me crazy, or call me a joke, it's even easy to say that the death of my wife was beginning to affect my mind and I am beginning to go crazy. I guess I would stick to their story of the grizzly bear, saw several beautiful flowers and my face was all over the news, the entire place was always filled up with people, and journalists looking for one news or the other to carry, I guess so much for being a billionaire, all your life will be on T.V.

Despite all the visits and flowers from close relatives and family, I still wished I could see Jenny, the only thing I could remember was her name, which she told me, who even know if it was her real name? I think about her every time, when am not thinking of Beatrice am thinking about the mysterious Jenny, I guess I would love to tell her how grateful I am that she help give me the opportunity for a second chance to continue to enjoy the memories of my late wife Beatrice.

Nothing else feels ok, I have asked all the nurses if they saw someone on the day I was brought into the hospital, and nearly all of them claimed they didn't, only one person said they saw her but they saw her left on a dark speed bike. I doubt if Jenny was the person they described but I intend to find her bad. I have to find her, I owe her that much, I need to thank her for saving my life.