Dangerous Part 13

March 2, 2009

When Kale finished, his hair brushed but still wet, he unlocked the room and we went downstairs. He seemed to get nervous and withdrawn as we went to see the others. I wondered why there was so big a change in him meeting his family compared to being alone with me but didn’t ask.


The kitchen was huge. Two fridges, a stove with extra burners and an oven the old witch in the gingerbread house would have envied. Everyone sat around a long table that looked like it could have seated at least forty people. Conversation once again stopped and the two women scurried forward to fuss over me. I appreciated the concern but I have to admit that the looks the men were giving me made me nervous. Some looked me up and down appraisingly, some frowned at me, and a few smiled smiles of various meaning. I noticed Kale seated us apart from the family group but not too far. And today there were definitely more people. I could count at least twelve men.


“I do hope you slept well.” Judi was saying.


She seemed to want a response so I nodded my head. “I did thanks.”


“We heard the screaming.” One of the men said pointedly to Kale.


Kale frowned. “So what? It’s my business.”


“You trying out your torture tactics on her?” The guy named Mike asked with a wicked smile.


Kale gave him the finger before grabbing the glass of orange juice that Candace had put before him. “F you Mike. Keep your big trap shut.”


“Or what?” Mike taunted. “Is the big bad wolf going to come get me?”


I glanced sharply at Kale after that comment and I guess my reaction kind of tipped someone off as to what the screaming had been about.


“You told her?” Someone asked.


Kale glared at the group but either it was a telling glare because they knew him or were just assuming from the silence.


“I’ll be damned.” Someone said. “You were right Jay.”


Jay turned out to be the guy at the end of the table. He was clean shaven with dark brown hair and soft hazel eyes. He was a thin, lanky guy but seemed very animated and full of energy. Leaning his elbows on the table, he looked down the table at me and grinned.


“Have fun with the wolf man?” Jay said with a wink. “Once you have a werewolf you never go back.”


There was hooting all around as some guys pounded on the table and called out to Jay  adding their voices. I saw Judi glance sharply at more then one man and try to settle things down but it was Kale who actually managed to quiet everyone with his outburst. He roared up from his seat making the chair tip over behind him.


“Damn it!!” He roared. “Can’t you people ever be quiet? How about polite or civilized?”


“Like you are!” Someone snorted sarcastically.


“Executioners don’t do politeness.” Someone else said. “They just kick you in the balls until you don’t notice or shut the F up about it.”


The conversation moved too fast for me to follow what everyone was saying but it was very clear that Kale was the butt of the jokes today. And it wasn’t something he was taking lightly. He threatened people while glancing at me. Oddly enough, everyone seemed to back off for the most part. Kale glared around before sitting again.


Candace who was seated close to my right leaned over to whisper. “Don’t take what they say too seriously. This bunch is wild and likes to joke around. You’ll get used to it. Kale is just worried they will scare you.”


Kale nodded as Judi refilled everyone’s orange juice and sat down. The pancakes in the middle of the table started to deplete before I even moved my fork but I managed to snag two. Kale had four on his plate. I noticed no grace was said but then I was a captive here. The whole situation was odd.


Dangerous Part 12

January 28, 2009

A knocking at the door woke me up and it took me a moment to remember where I was. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Kale standing up, the blanket sliding off him. He had taken off his shirt but left his pants on. He growled at the door. The sound took on a whole new meaning to me after last night’s experience.


“It’s just me.” I heard Judi say through the door. “Come on you sleepy heads and come get some breakfast.”


Kale stopped growling and stepped back from the door. He yawned as he reached down and grabbed up the pillow and blanket, then straightened and looked at me. He walked to the end of the bed and dumped his stuff there.


“Do you want to shower first or should I?” He asked.


It seemed like such a normal thing to say or do except that I was still his captive in this nut house.


I shook my head negatively. “No thanks. I’m fine.”


Kale arched his back in a stretch and looked at me. “Okay, but sooner or later you’ll have to trust me enough to do what you have to do.”


And with that he walked into the bathroom. The door closed but I could tell he left it unlocked as he started the water in the shower. Because I might escape while he was gone? Probably not. The door out to the stairwell was still locked and the lower rooms packed with his so called family members even if I got that far. With a sigh I stood and walked around.


The room was very sparse I noticed. Hardly any photos. I picked up the one on his dresser of a large group. In the photo I picked out Kale, Candace, Judi and Mike. A few others might have been some of the other people downstairs. It looked like a family reunion type photo with everyone crowded together. A few people smiled in the photo but I noticed Kale and a good portion of the men had a wry twist of the lips.


Setting the photo down I glanced around still not finding much outside of the clothes on the floor. The closet had a full length mirror where I saw myself and how rumpled I looked. My blouse was wrinkled and my hair needed brushing but the jeans had come through the night unscathed. I found Kale’s hair brush on the dresser and with a glance at the bathroom I started brushing my own long hair out. He was right that I needed a shower to really look my best but I would make do for now.


Minutes later I was looking out a window when Kale came out of the shower. He was still minus the shirt but I was happy to see he had pants on. He glanced at me and then went to his dresser where he put on cologne and pulled a shirt out of one of the top drawers. He pulled on the T-shirt with a Harley Davidson logo on it done in fire. Next he went for his hair brush. I was watching as his look changed and his gaze flew to mine.


“What’s wrong?” I asked.


“You used my brush.” He said simply.


I felt the need to defend myself. “Come on, it’s only a brush. I would have asked you but you were showering.”


His lips twisted up in a kind of surprised smile. “You think I’m mad? Not at all. I like the fact that you wanted to use something of mine. That our scents are now mingled.”


And with that he smiled at me and started pulling the brush through his own long wet hair. I didn’t know what to think of Kale. One minute he could terrorize me, another minute he was being sentimental. It made me nervous that he was so unpredictable.


Dangerous Part 11

January 10, 2009

My curiosity got the better of me and with shaking, reluctant hands I touched Kale’s arm. He let me run my hand over his skin where I felt his upper smooth arm turn into a hairy one. Tufts of black fur brushed my fingers. I thought the feeling of the fur would make me gag but instead the fur was silky soft. I found my hands working down to his palm and over his fingers. All of the fur was real, the raised pads on his palm and finger tips were real too. I tugged on the claws and they were connected. I suddenly felt light headed.


“Kale?” I asked in a surprised yet calm voice.


He caught my arms and gently lowered me back into the chair next to the desk. I had a moment’s thought for that clawed hand catching me but although the claws brushed my skin, he didn’t hurt me. Kale stood beside my chair looking down at me thoughtfully.


“I didn’t want to scare you but I had to do something to make you believe me.” He said. “I’m sorry. I wish there had been a simpler way.”


I heard him but didn’t answer. My mind was racing. If Kale was a werewolf, a real live werewolf, then what else was there out there? It was all so much to take in.


Kale sighed. “Okay, I think I made my point. Now it’s time for you and I to get some rest.”


My eyes flashed up to his as my thoughts turned toward the bed. I was still locked in the bedroom with him. There was only one bed in the room.


“You don’t have to look horrified.” Kale said, kneading his hand and shaking it slightly.


“I won’t sleep with you!” I said.


Kale finished with his hand. A glance showed it was back to being a human hand once more. Kale’s eyes had softened too, the glowing dim.


“Well if you think your sleeping in this room alone, guess again.” Kale told me. “I might let you take the bed and be nice enough to sleep on the floor but I cannot leave you alone in here.”


“Why?” I asked numbly. The fight in me spent after hearing he would sleep on the floor.


“You are my mate Kheri.” Kale sputtered. “Whether you want to be or not. And since I haven’t claimed you, I’m going to be a walking time bomb ready to fight and protect what’s mine. So I stay in the room because to be honest, I don’t think I can bear to be separated from you right now.”


“You won’t come into the bed?” I asked.


Kale sighed. “No. I can promise you that I’ll leave you to sleep in peace. Okay? You feel better now?”


I nodded. It was better to show I was grateful for what I got then to play the part of an angry captive. The werewolf thing was real and I really didn’t want Kale mad at me right now. He said he didn’t want to hurt me but mistakes could always happen.


“Okay, well, as you know I didn’t bring anything for you to change into.” Kale said. “But you could borrow a nightgown from Candace if you want. Do you want me to go ask her?”


I shook my head no. “I umm…I’d rather sleep like this.”


Kale’s eyes went to my clothes. A blue blouse and black jeans. He knew I wouldn’t be as comfortable sleeping in them but knew why I opted as I did. He nodded his head.


“Okay.” Was all he said.


Getting ready for bed didn’t take long. Kale grabbed a blanket and pillow and threw it down on the floor in front of the door. I just kicked off my shoes and socks before climbing into bed. Kale turned the light off. The moon cast shadows in the room. I heard Kale shifting around on the floor getting settled.


“As odd as this will sound Kheri..” Kale whispered into the darkness. “I’m glad you’re here. I’ve been alone for a long time.”


I wondered at his statement with so much family in the house but didn’t have time to ask about it. Despite thinking I’d never get any sleep, I was out in about two minutes.


Dangerous Part 10

December 6, 2008

I didn’t react and Kale frowned. “Did you hear what I said?”


“Yes.” I answered.


“Well?” He prompted.


“I don’t know.” I said.


“Well you better know Kheri.” Kale snapped. “You’re my mate.”




“You heard me.” Kale said looking away and folding his own arms. “Why the hell do you think I broke down your damned door to get to you? Werewolves can’t fight their instincts.”


I heard him but it was hard to believe him. My mouth opened but nothing came out. I wondered if his so called family downstairs knew he thought he was a werewolf. Maybe they might help me escape if they did.


“I can see you don’t believe me.” Kale said with tight aggravation in his tone. “Want me to prove it do you?”


While I still thought Kale was crazy some part me didn’t like the way that proving part sounded. I saw him watching me across the room so I shook my head no.


His lips slipped up into an angry smile. “Oh but you are going to see and believe. After the day you put me through, I’m not going to let you go around thinking I’m off my rocker. No, don’t shake your head, you admitted to me in the car you would think that. It’s time someone opened your eyes.”


He stood and I leaned toward the wall at my back but Kale didn’t come after me. Instead he stood there looking at his hand and then closing it into a fist. His head tipped back as his eyes closed. I could see he was shaking a bit, concentrating.


“The new moon just passed.” Kale said tightly, still shaking as he concentrated. “It means I’m still powerful enough to do this. To show you…”


Slowly Kale turned away from me, hunched over his arm. The shaking stopped and I could hear his heavy breathing. He looked at me over his shoulder, his eyes glowing in his face. Their color looked more iridescent now, less human.


“Here Kheri, look.”


Kale turned and held up his hand. Only it wasn’t a human hand. It was a hand with long black claws and black hair all over it covering half his arm as well. As I watched he moved his fingers. I told myself he had slipped on a costume novelty glove but it still looked pretty real and I couldn’t take my eyes off it.


“Still an unbeliever then?” Kale said walking toward me.


I stood but there was no where to run to. The door was locked. I cringed away as Kale stood in front of me now with his hand up. He went to touch me with it and I screamed.


“No, don’t touch me!” I cried.


“You have to believe me.” Kale said softly. “And I think this is the only way.”


I screamed as his hand clasped my arm. I wasn’t hurt and the claws didn’t scratch me but I was terrified anyway for some reason. I tried to get away, tried to shake Kale’s clawed hand off me but I couldn’t.


“It’s okay.” Kale cooed softly. “You know I’m not hurting you. Think Kheri.”


I struggled for a minute more before my cries died down to a soft whimper. I looked down at the dark furry hand on my arm. Now that I wasn’t struggling, it was petting me. I watched in horrified fascination as those long claws curled away from my skin and all I felt was a soft touch.


“It’s not so bad.” Kale was saying softly. “You’ll get used to me. And you can see and feel that I don’t want to hurt you. You feel my gentle touch…”


I grew silent and my shaking stopped. I watched Kale’s hand pet me and he was indeed soft and gentle. I bent my head to get a closer look, to see if it truly was his real hand touching me. It seemed impossible but…


“Yes, look at me Kheri.” Kale said encouragingly. “Touch me.”


Dangerous Part 9

October 21, 2008

I went into the bathroom, closed the door, locked it and leaned against the door. Finally I was alone. My legs turned to Jell-O and I found myself kneeling on the floor. I let out a strangled gasp. I wanted to scream, cry and faint all at the same time. Why me? Why was this happening to me?


In the silence I heard myself breathing heavy as I looked around. It was a huge bathroom with a hot tub built in one corner, a walk in smaller room containing a toilet and small sink, a double sink was near me along the wall and farther down I saw a large walk in shower with sliding doors. Gaining my feet again, I walked to the smaller room and answered the call of nature. Then after cleaning up I walked to the larger sinks and stared at myself in the big mirror above it. I felt different but I seemed the same. All except for the haunted feeling inside me that peeked out through my eyes.


I must have been in the bathroom for longer then I thought because someone knocked on the door and I heard Candace ask me if I was okay in there. My voice cracked slightly as I answered yes and she went away. I splashed water on my face and breathed in deeply. I was stronger then this. I knew I was. And I would find a way home. Patience was the thing. I just had to wait and look for an opportunity.


I couldn’t hold up in the bathroom forever so I reluctantly emerged. Judi was waiting a little ways down the hall and came to me. I knew she had been waiting for me to come out. Maybe making sure I didn’t escape? She smiled and guided me back to the living room once more. Heads turned as we came in. Kale had been in a chair but leaped up and came to my side once more. The grip returned to my arm.


“We’re going upstairs.” Kale announced. “Night all.”


There were protests for us to stay but Kale pulled me out of the room and over to a set of stairs. His grip calmed and turned supportive as we went up.


“You can get to know them later.” Kale told me. “First we need to talk.”


As we got to the top of the stairs Kale turned me right and we went up a new set of stairs. This time the top of the stairs lead to a single door. Kale fished out his keys and unlocked the door. I stepped into a room done in dark browns. Lots of wood showed and the furniture here was all done in dark colors. Few possessions were on the dressers and desk but clothes were on the ground in front of the closet. Men’s clothing. A massive bed made up with dark blue blankets stood at the end of the room. I saw a door slightly ajar leading to a bathroom.


Kale locked the door behind us making me jump at the sharp click. “There we go. Now it’s just you and me.”


I stood very still, worried. I was in Kale’s bedroom. Locked in with the mad man.


“You look so worried.” Kale commented trying for a light tone. “You shouldn’t be. I don’t want to hurt you. Just talk.”


Like how you talked at my house, I wondered. But even as I thought it, I remembered closing the door on him. I hadn’t given him a chance to talk to me I realized but he had scared me with his insistence on coming in the house and being so sure of himself. I felt my arms rise up and hug around myself protectively.


Kale’s look turned concerned. “I said I wouldn’t hurt you. No one will. I’ll kill them if they touch you. Now come sit down and relax Kheri.”


He had gestured to the bed but I moved closer to the desk. The bed was a little too intimate for me. I sat down at the desk chair as I watched him take off his jacket. A black leather type that hinted of biker but lacked the points, patches and buckles. He turned away from me to hang it on a hook beside the door. Under his jacket Kale was wearing a black shirt and black jeans that hugged his muscled body as he moved.


Kale turned back and saw me sitting at his desk. “Alright, then sit there. That’s fine.” He sank down to sit at the bottom of his bed. Ran his hand through his hair. “Man, what a long ass day huh? I thought we would never get here.” He brought his hands together in a clasp as his elbows rested on his knees. “Okay, Kheri, what I have to say will be hard for you to take in but I want to be the one to tell you before my family does.” He held his silence for a moment before blurting out. ”I’m a werewolf.”


Dangerous Part 8

October 2, 2008

As it turned out, we were on the road for nearly two hours more before we finally got to Kale’s destination. We seemed in the middle of no where with forest as far as the eye could see but somehow Kale had known about the hidden road we turned onto which later I found out was a long driveway when I spotted the lights from the windows of some house far ahead.


As we got closer and Kale started to park the truck close to a big garage, I realized how huge the place was. It was a mansion in the middle of no where with acres of woods and tons of vehicles from the look of the collection of cars and trucks parked next to us in the driveway.


Kale seemed unconcerned about it all as he got out of the drivers seat and came around to my side ushering me out. I stood shakily after sitting in the car for so long and although Kale offered his arm to me, I didn’t take it. I was still here against my will. Politeness would not make me forget that.


“Would it hurt you any to at least take my hand?” Kale grumbled.


I slanted a glance his way but didn’t answer. And when Kale knew he wouldn’t get my cooperation, he took me by the elbow and started propelling me toward the house. He walked angrily and fast but I noticed he stopped when my feet skipped a step. It was strange to be manhandled and yet not. My captor was a polite one and that confused the hell out of me.


I heard voices even before the door opened but a glance at Kale told me nothing. He had a hard determined look on his features. His greenish yellow eyes almost glowing in the darkness.


The door opened and a grinning man started to say something then faltered and looked at both of us seriously. He was a nice looking guy with chiseled features, blonde hair and blue eyes. Definitely not Kale’s look-a-like so probably not a brother. The stranger looked me over top to bottom making me shift in place nervously before he brought his gaze back to Kale.


“Oh my God man.” He said. “I never thought the day would come but hooo…I can see it in your eyes.”


Kale snorted. “Yeah, yeah, okay. Let me in Mike.”


Mike smiled sarcastically before stepping aside. “Man, I feel sorry for her.”


Kale shot him a glare as he pulled me inside. The inside of the house was done in earth tones with white walls to make the already huge rooms seem larger. And it was a beautiful home, much grander then anything I had ever been in. Antique furniture was scattered around mingling with current elegant styles which fit right in.


Kale pushed me toward a room and conversation stopped as we entered the room. It was a living room we were in, plush with lots of chairs and three long curving couches. Two big screen TVs stood at either end of the room but were turned off. People sat in different places around the room and had been having some kind of conversation before we entered. I counted two women among a bunch of men. Maybe about seven or eight guys.


Mike entered the room behind us with a laugh. “Well hell, aren’t you going to welcome the new addition to the family?”


People looked at one another and slowly they started talking again, getting up to come over and congratulate Kale…and me! Why the heck would they do that? I looked at Kale who looked very nervous and on edge. The grip on my arm confirmed that as it tightened.


“What’s wrong Kale?” One of the women, the brunette asked.


“Oh shit!” One of the guys exclaimed as he clapped his hands together. “She doesn’t know!”


I was about to ask what it was I didn’t know but Kale growled and the room went silent. I looked at him strangely. I mean, come on! A growl?


“Shut up.” Kale snapped. “All of you. I just need some time.”


Some of the people in the room looked like this was a big joke to them, others had a look of concern. The woman seemed to be on my side though, extracting Kale’s hurtful grip from my arm. When asked if I needed to use the bathroom, this time I said yes. Nature was calling but really I just wanted to get away from this group of psychotic people.


When I was walked to the bathroom by the two ladies, I pulled them to the side breaking my silence. “He kidnapped me!” I whispered urgently. “Please help me! Call the police.”


But when I saw the way the two women looked at each other silently, I knew I wouldn’t be getting out of here anytime soon. Why? Why did they let their friend kidnap me?


“Honey, it will get better.” The raven haired woman said. “Trust me. Just give yourself some time to..err adjust.”


Adjust?! To what? Being a kidnap victim?!


“Here’s the bathroom.” The brunette told me as she opened a door and flicked on the light inside. “I’m Judi and this is Candace. Just call if you need anything.”


Well hell, I did something but they wouldn’t help me escape. I could tell. They were being careful around me but still part of the kidnapping group down the hall. I felt my hope give out inside me.



Dangerous Part 7

September 18, 2008

It seemed a long time but Kale finally drove us into an actual town. The street lights, people and moving vehicles all seemed familiar to me yet I wanted to look away. They made the night seem more real when I was trying to pretend this was a terrible dream I would wake up from.


The stop lights made me jumpy. Each time the truck slowed I was tempted to open the door and flee into the night. As cars pulled up around us, I wanted to bang my fists on the windows and call for help. But Kale was like a hawk as he watched me. He kept reminding me that he knew where I lived and could make life hell for me and those I loved. His threats kept me just barely restrained. I gripped my seatbelt like a lifeline, letting the edge dig into my hand as a reminder that I had to remain still and seated.


We pulled into a gas station and Kale undid his seatbelt while turning toward me. “Kheri, remember what I said about escaping or gaining unwanted attention. Do anything and I promise you I will turn around and go right back to your house to finish what I started.”


Biting my bottom lip, I nodded angrily and watched as Kale shut the door and turned to put his credit card into the slot on the pump. He kept glancing my way as he pumped the gas into the truck and managed to look normal doing something so mundane even as it seemed my life was spiraling more and more out of my control. I felt like I was entering the twilight zone.


People walked to and from the gas station right in front of me and I gripped my seat to keep from opening the door and screaming to them. I knew if I did that, I would be safe, at least for the moment, but my family wouldn’t. And I knew Kale’s threat was real. It was there in his eyes. The eyes of a man strong and determined and maybe even psychotic?


Kale got back into the truck moments later and refastened his seatbelt. “There now. See? I wasn’t long and you did great.” He glanced uneasily at the gas station. “Umm..I didn’t ask but I should. Do you need to use the ladies room?”


I ducked my head and blushed. “No.”


Kale started up the truck. “You’re sure? We still have about another hour’s drive or more.”


I knew if I went into the ladies room, I would try to tell someone something. I’d try and crawl out the bathroom window if there was one. Somehow I would try to escape. I felt my muscles bunching and tightening at the prospect. So I would force myself to stay in the truck instead. Besides that, I had no need to visit the bathroom yet.


“I’m sure.” I muttered.


We took off down a highway this time and Kale kept glancing over at me as we drove. I suppose he was nervous mingling in high traffic with a prisoner on board. He didn’t have to worry though. I stayed still and merely looked out my window. I kept my hands in my lap gripping one another tightly.


For a while there was silence and I kept closing my eyes and sending up prayers that my folks were okay, that my brother would come home and find them, and that Kale had somehow miraculously left some piece of damning evidence that would lead the police right to whatever hideout we were driving toward. Little chance of the latter happening but all I had were my own thoughts at the moment.