A Very Beautiful Human

The creature moved closer to me, and I could feel its warm breath fanning against my facial skin. It seemed to be taking a closer look at me.

His breath stinks, but who am I to complain? I quietly lay there, holding my breath as hard as I can and praying for it to leave so I can breathe and not die of suffocation.

Instead of leaving, this annoying creature began to sniff my face and then down to my chest, ending up sniffing my entire body from head to toe.

Suddenly, I felt a tight grip on my ankle; the creature had grabbed my left ankle with its big, hairy hand and began to drag me to only God knows where.

My back swiped against grass, soil, stone, and different things, the pain of dragging became unbearable, and I couldn't stop holding my breath.

I gasped softly and opened my eyes, not minding the creature anymore, but thankfully, its back was turned against me, allowing me to catch a better view of it.

I carefully put into the details of its physical appearance, doing a head-to-toe assessment of this creature, and after a few minutes, my brain piqued.

Holy moly, it's a werewolf! I haven't seen one before, but I have read and written many books about them, and I can't be mistaken.

I quickly shut my eyelids again before I get caught, and my heart started to race profusely in my chest, a sudden surge of heat rushed through my body, and I began to sweat. I haven't been this scared in my life.

If this is not hell or paradise, then where the hell am I!

Wait, why does this scene ring a bell? I feel like I have seen the scene somewhere, but my brain is too clouded right now to remember.

After what seems like an eternity, I heard a door fling open from the sound of the door and height of the werewolf holding me captive. I could tell it's a very huge door.

"Brother, what brings you to my palace today?" A very deep masculine voice inquired from a distance. I was scared of opening my eyes, but I could tell that the room or wherever we may be is very wide and spacious. Wait, did he just say my palace? Definitely, he's the King here.

"I went hunting today, and I found something that will really interest you in the fields," my werewolf announced, I called him my werewolf because I still don't have a better way to address him.

"Oh! What could that be?" The king asked, and I feel his patience waning. He seems to lack patience.

And what the hell does he mean by what is that? Did I just become what? Is he blind and couldn't see me sprawling carelessly on the floor here?

Dumbass!

"Here!" My werewolf stated, and without warning, he propelled me into the air. I screamed in disbelief, my eyes popping out of their sockets, and here I am flying in a very wide room, which from its aesthetic is definitely a palace.

I crashed into the floor before two pairs of rugged looking legs, and slowly I lifted my head, only for me to see two pairs of innocent green eyes staring blankly at me from above.

"Hey! How dare you treat a weak woman like that!" I yelled at my werewolf, whom I still don't have a better way to address.

He growled angrily and began to charge at me.

"Let her be, Beta Alexandria," the man before me ordered, and immediately my werewolf halted.

"Alexandria? As in Alex? No wonder you are a jerk," I scoffed angrily, the memory of my ex-fiance flowing back into my mind. Wait, did I just judge someone because they have the same name as my ex?

Well, maybe he deserves it, rubbish.

"Let me kill her right away!" He growled angrily at me but didn't make a move this time around.

"I forbid you! You will do no such thing! I like her! She looks like our mother, and I like her fiery attitude; it's very attractive."

My fiery attitude? Well, thanks to Alex and Caroline, I discovered my talent.

"Like her? You can't! According to the custom of Faeloria, you know what was supposed to be done!"

"Yes, I know I'll definitely do it, but I'll make sure she's mine. And by the way, you reek of blood, you stink!"

I nearly burst into laughter, the king sure is brutal with his words.

Alexandria grumbled and immediately shifted to his human form, standing stark naked, his ass glaring at me.

"Aww gross," I squeezed my face as if I saw something really bad, well, I guess it is.

"You rascal! Get out of my palace!" The king roared, and Alexandria walked out of the palace naked, his right hand covering the most private part of his body.

And again, I had the feeling that I have seen this scene somewhere before, but I still can't remember.

"What is the thing that has to be done?" I questioned the king, and gently he knelt before me and grabbed hold of my jaw aggressively.

He moved my face a few inches to his and began to inspect my face, skin, and body, and I could see the joy in his eyes as he did so. He ran his hands into my blonde hair and began to fiddle with it .

"You're a very beautiful human," he complimented and let go of my jaw. I smiled softly at those words. I thought that stupid ex of mine said I'm aging fast and no longer beautiful?

Damn him, I cursed.

My eyes fell on the king, and for the first time, I noticed how handsome he is. Damnit, this is crazy, am I in some kind of romance movie or novel right now?

Wait, what! The Novel! My novel? I'm inside my novel!!!!