West

The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a grunginess that permeates the town from the graffiti on the once cleaned brick buildings to the broken and unmaintained architecture. Crime runs high within the western half of town, making it the home of supernatural gangs of illicit activities. Such activities are rarely reported, however, and most residents are distrustful of individual's of authorities, and often let the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.

What You'll Find Here

Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn

that's a lot of running


Posted on April 12, 2022 by Malia
West


She had to guess she wasn't too far off base when Ashton agreed that they could watch Netflix together. She didn't actually know what was all on there, but surely they would find something of interest. She was never really good at sitting still to watch movies, but she would try for him. Her lips tugged into a bright smile, before sobering into something more serious when he tried to explain more about the whole dating thing. Holding hands? She glanced down at his hand as if he was going to reach for her right here and now, her brows furrowed in question. Sure, she'd seen couples doing that in town, before, but thought it was more about the strong leading the weak or something. Which one would that make her? She scowled thoughtfully. Dinner, she could always do. She loved to eat, after all. He said kiss and she swallowed a little. It was sounding more like the coyotes in her former pack choosing their mates. Eating together, touching as much as possible, intimacy. All the things she tried to avoid with her former Alpha at all costs.

Yet she wasn't so averse to the idea with Ashton. He wasn't ugly, after all, or old. She found herself nodding, though she couldn't think of the right words to answer at that moment. It made sense, anyway. When he stepped toward her, she looked up at him expectantly, not sure what was going to happen next. He looked like he was waiting for something and when he reached out to brush the hair out of her face, she couldn't help but smile, her skin tingling at his light touch. At his question, she clear her throat to reply, suddenly feeling like she needed something to drink. "I'd like that." Now, she could only hope she'd be somewhat decent at it. Not like she'd ever done this before.


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