Sleeping With the Monster by Anya Martin

Author:Anya Martin [Martin, Anya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lethe Press
Published: 2018-10-18T00:00:00+00:00

FROM THEN ON I lived with Cassilda in her home above the streets, sleeping with her in her bed. During the day she would leave me, and sometimes I feared she would not return. But she always did, bringing bread and scraps of meat I did not have to steal. Before sleep, she sang to me the same song.

In the morning and evening, Cassilda took me for walks around her building. I marked my new kingdom zealously, but the only others of my kind I saw were clean like me, walking with adams. I had seen dogs with adams in the market before, but my brother, sister, and I had laughed at them. She also took me to see the pricker-prodder for the first time. His house was full of many dogs and cats, some I saw and some I could just smell. Two adams had to hold me tightly when he pricked several sharp claws into my back. I wanted to bite him, and I wondered why Cassilda brought me here. But as soon as I saw her again, I forgave her.

Once a week she took me along when she shopped in the market. Sometimes I would see one like me who lived on the streets or a small pack. I sensed they were jealous of Cassilda and me. They knew I had found something special and different, even if they had no idea how it felt to lie on a soft cloth instead of cold stone or a bag of rice. I scanned the shadows for my brother and sister, but I never saw them. I only glimpsed King one time and he just turned away as if he pitied me. I dreamt of King nightly though, only now he wasn’t giving me lessons. Instead we fought. Each time he appeared more bloody and scarred, but he still always won, admonishing me that my fighting skills had become soft from living with an adam.

Then came the day Cassilda brought Shmuel home. He had no fur on his head at all. When he visited, he would always pet me quickly on the head, and then he would ignore me for the rest of the evening. She laughed when he spoke, they’d sit and eat together, and after that they touched lips. Sometimes he stayed all night and I no longer fit on the bed. They made groans of pleasure and emanated mating smells. On those nights, I slept on the sofa in the living room. The cushions were softer than the bed, but I missed Cassilda. I wished Shmuel would stop coming.

Shmuel visited more and more often until one day he just stayed. Cassilda grew bigger in her belly, and I could smell the little adam growing inside. Shmuel started taking me on my morning and twilight walks, sometimes after dark if he came home late. He didn’t talk or sing to me like Cassilda did. He just took me far enough to empty myself and then we returned home.

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