Fated To Them: A Dark Paranormal Romance

Cyrus Colten

I’m staring out the passenger side window, watching the unknowing humans going about their boring lives as we drive to work. We own the biggest tech company in the country and work alongside humans, yet I can’t tolerate them. I sneer as I watch them, disgusted; I hardly remember what it felt like to be human, nor do I want to be that weak again.

Revolting things, humans. I’ve always hated this part of our job, hated that I had to tolerate these disgusting beings. I only have to tolerate them for a few meetings, I try to remind myself. Usually, I send Eli. He is better at dealing with humans than me, and he doesn’t crave their blood, nor does he have a hunger for their deaths and the urges I have.

Eli is a Lycan. Before meeting me, he had his own pack, but I couldn’t handle being around them. Too much for my bloodlust, an insatiable hunger, enough to send one mad. Yet here I am, about to get out of the car and entertain a bunch of morons. The things you do for your mate… Though he did sacrifice his entire pack to remain with me so I could do this for him.

“Will you stop fidgeting and working yourself up?” Eli says to me as he pulls onto the main street, heading toward work.

I growl at him. He doesn’t have to put up with their blood calling to him. Doesn’t have to put up with hearing the chatter in their heads as I do.

“Seriously, stop, Cyrus. You can’t go in there in a bad mood. The last thing I need right now is to try to cover up that you killed an employee again. Remember the drama last time?”

I sigh, trying to calm my nerves.

The traffic is horrendous today when suddenly, a little red car cuts us off before jamming on the brakes, making Eli rip up the handbrake to stop in time before rear-ending the idiot. Eli honks the horn, holding his hand on it, muttering under his breath. When suddenly, the window winds down, and the human in front then has the audacity to flip us off for honking the horn, and she cuts us off.

How dare she?! I growl, reaching for the door handle, wanting to teach this woman some manners.

Eli grabs my arm and shakes his head, the little car zipping off and weaving in and out of traffic, more cars honking at her as she races to her destination. Eli also moves over a lane when I notice the car pull into the very parking lot we are going to, the staff parking lot. Hmm, I will enjoy making her cry for her rudeness.

“Hmm, interesting. I wonder which of our employees just cut and flipped us off,” Eli chuckles.

I smirk, knowing her day will get a lot worse once Eli unleashes on this inconsiderate woman. Eli parks, and I notice