STORY STARTER
Write a scene or short anecdote about a character who works with young children as part of their job.
Children offer a huge amount of creativity and humour in daily life â what is it like for someone who works with them for a living?
My Nanny Is A Werewolf - Part II
Continuation from yesterdayâs story...
Matt was my ex and perhaps his wolf blood wasnât as diluted as mine because he descended from a stronger clan. But still, he could control himself if he wanted to. If he wanted to... coming from a high-ranking clan, Matt sometimes enjoyed showing off his werewolf powers. That was obviously dangerous for all of us, but Mattâs clan could be ridiculously proud and stubborn.
I was from a mid-ranking clan and all this show off was too much for me, a low profiler. This was why I had put an end to my relationship with Matt. I wanted a normal, as human as possible, life. But this had been outrageous, how dared a mid-ranking leave a high-ranking? Matt wasnât particularly pleased, of course, and every now and then he had tried to make my life tough. Nothing really life-threatening, just immature crap to piss me off. But, if it really had been him transforming, things could be about to take a different, perilous turn. Only one way to find out.
I left the bar and tried to call Matt. No answer after three attempts so I got on my motorbike and rode to his place. Lights were off but I wondered if he indeed was out. Matt would always go back to his âdenâ after a mess up or whenever he felt overwhelmed.
Not much to my surprise, the door was unlocked. He knew Iâd be coming. Actually, that was why he didnât pick up the phone. So that Iâd go to him in person. I walked through the gloomy hall into the living room. My wolf eyes saw very well in the dark and I immediately sensed him there. He was sitting on the couch, back turned to me. I knew he could feel me though.
âI am glad you are here, Jackie. I knew you would come, thatâs why I couldnât be bothered to answer your calls.â he said sardonically.
âWhat are you up to, Matt?â I asked, annoyed. âHave you been scaring people just for the fun of it? You do know our laws, we mustnât let humans find out about our existence. Now we have the cops after us.â
âAll will be quiet soon and theyâll dismiss it.â as he spoke, he got up and finally looked at me. Tall and muscular. Reminding me he ranked higher. I tried to stand firm and calm. âBut why are you lecturing me, Jackie? You, who just a few hours ago, were showing those human cubs your teeth and ears.â
I shivered. He had been spying on me and I had not noticed with the excitement of playing with the Bloomsbury children. How could I have let my guard down?
âI still donât understand why you prefer life with those brats than with me. I rank high. Do you know how your life would be if you became my partner? How much you would have?â
He stepped closer and I almost stepped back. Thankfully I managed to stop myself but if he approached much, my instincts would let me down. I was a mid-ranking.
âMatt, all I want is a normal, human life. And that I cannot have with you. I am sorry it didnât work between us but you must leave me alone and move on. Please.â
Silence fell, but he kept staring at me, his eyes glowing bright-yellow, which only happens when a werewolf gets angry. Or jealous. Or both.
âYou humiliated me, Jackie.â he slithered, spiteful. âMy clan despises me. They call me weak. Mid and low-ranking clans mock me. Nobody respects me anymore because YOU, a mid-ranking, dared leave me. For a human family.â
This time I bowed my head. My eyes dampened. Suddenly he hugged me. Too tight for my taste. There was something menacing in that embrace. I started shaking. Something bad was about to happen.
âYou do love those kids, donât you, Jackie?â he whispered in my ear, seductively, dangerously...
âYes, Matt. Please donât hurt them.â tears rolled down my face. I knew what he was going to say.
âThen come back to me and help me restore my respect among all clans. If you do that, nothing will ever happen to them. But if you refuse, theyâll pay the price. So up to you. You either come back to me in a good way or in a bad way. Choose!â
âI hate you!â I yelled and pushed him back. âLet me at least say goodbye to them.â
Werewolf life and human life were incompatible, especially if you become a high-ranking werewolf partner. Iâd have to comply with the laws and the laws were clear, no mingling with humans. It would break my heart to leave my beloved Susie, Lucy and Toby. What excuse would I even make? I felt like trash, completely defeated. But the truth also was, Iâd never forgive myself if Matt hurt them.
âOh sure. That I can grant you.â he said, kissing my earlobe. I shook with disgust. âYouâll say goodbye to them tonight already. The sooner the better.â
I left his flat in tears. I hated myself but if I refused to go back to him, the consequences would be much worse than Matt killing the Bloomsbury kids. Humans would find out. A war would start. I couldnât let that happen.
I returned to my kids that evening to announce I was leaving the country due to an amazing opportunity abroad that I couldnât say no to.
âNo, Jackie! Please donât!â the three shouted in unison as they ran to hug me. And my heart shattered into a million pieces.
(There may be a part three đ, just need to find out how to take Jackie out of this mess. đ)