I Know You
coming 9/21/2025
Plot:
Benny ran a decade ago. Unsure what was happening to him, and knowing he couldn't keep tainting her life with his mess. But in one night a decade of violently sought resolve crashes around him. A beast shifts just under his skin, and it wants her just as bad as he does.
Odette doesn't want to marry for money. Life made other plans though. A sick mother, a criminal father, and a whole town looking to her to fix her family's mistakes, she can't believe her eyes when Benny shows up again. Yet as soon as he comes close she can't help but push him away. Not forgetting that she can't trust him to stay.
The terror he's dragged her into and the danger that waits around every corner of his new life, may be more than ten years of yearning can cure. And lingering anger only makes hardly contained animals harder to fight.
Previews:
" "Hey Benny hey it's uh, well it's Michael Whitmore, from back home."
Benny listened to the sound of the voice coming from his answering machine with his eyes wide as if he heard the sound of a ghost. His beer bottle was still frozen against his lips. All he could do was wait anxiously to find out why someone from a town he hadn't been to in years was reaching out. Allen was the only person he bothered keeping in contact with from back home but even that had been limited.
"Well, This may sound a little strange but I just thought it was right that someone let you know. About Odette I mean. She's getting married. To Allen Beckham." "
" "I don't trust you Benny."
Whatever momentary affection may have been blooming was cut off. Letting her up was his last attempt to try to gain some grace from her before he pissed her off again.
"You will. And you'll forgive me." "
" "I'll sleep on the couch."
The words almost sounded sure of herself. When she turned just in time to see him peel his black T-shirt over his muscular tan chest checking it across the room while he shook his head, she lost whatever courage she'd dug up.
"No."
Benny didn't sound angry, or annoyed. A grin grew over his bearded face as he inched closer. Bending with practiced ease to remove his boots. One step for each shoe.
"I'm engaged."
Odette's voice was trembling the closer he stalked. She could smell him now, spice, musk and smoke all mixing together to create something familiar but so different from what she's used to.
"Not anymore." "
" "Get the fuck away from my house Benny. And don't call me that."
Instead of listening he stepped forward. Already deciding he'd won when she threw away the knife. She looked like she wanted to run. So before she could, he caught her wrapping one arm around her waist.
"Easy there Odette. No one is here to hurt you." "
" When she found her way to his mouth there was blood dripping from his bottom lip.
Suddenly more worried about her injury she turned to look in the mirror sitting on top of a large wooden dresser next to the bed. The bite he left on her shoulder was not a playful lover's mark but a deep injury.
"I had to." "
Horror related triggers for the whole story: Domestic Violence (Benny does NOT beat her) Injury to a loved one, death of a loved one, Physical gore, graphic description of transformation, violence including pack fighting, murder, eating human flesh, people being hunted.
The smut tags will be added before chapters that include it. There will be some in most parts.
