Chapter 27…… The world started lighting up as he opened his eyes slowly, his vision was slightly blurred and he could see a woman’s face in front of him. Her eyes were red, probably from crying for him, and her head was wrapped with bandages. He could not totally read the situation around him, but he noticed that his hands, feet, head and chest were all wrapped with bandages. “Noelle…” he murmured as he slightly opened his eyes. “Eugene…” called the girl “Eugene… Did you wake up?? Are you fully conscious now?? Say hello if you are alive!” “Where am I?” “Eugene… This is my cottage… Don’t you remember?? You were deeply injured.” An electrifying pain pulsated in his chest, reminding him of his situation. Lydia was the woman who saved and nursed him, and her face was pale, her eyes were red, her eyebrows were frowned and her breath was tight. Could she have woke up the whole night for him? “How are you feeling now??” Lydia asked. “Are you in pain? Who
Chapter 1…… “Run… Hide!!” Yelled a woman “Stay away from them!!” The woman cried as blood gushed out of her mouth. Lydia sobbed as she lifted her mother’s head into her lap. It was a shock for a 6 years old girl to lose her mother and witness her being torn out like a paper in their claws. “No! I do not want to leave you!” screamed Lydia “I can not leave mama! I can not live without you!” She held her mother closer to her small and fragile body, hoping she could get more power to protect her mother from their attack. “Ly… Lydia…” mumbled the mother “Y… You can… Can not… You shall… You must s… Survive… You have to run…” “But…” cried Lydia “You are not safe here… G… Go away and hide… I will die anyway! I can not do it!! Please run! I beg you!” “No!!” “RUNAWAY!! RUN NOW!!” “Please, do not say so! You can make it! We can make it together!! I believe you can survive! I do not want to lose you! I do not want to be alone! Mama, I am sca
Chapter 2…… “Lydia!! Get down, now!!” yelled the voice “We have prepared you and your animals a feast. So, have a breakfast and eat together with your type.” Just as the same nuisance as every day. Lydia went downwards the stairs, as she could see her stepmother’s silhouette in the corridor with two maids, placing her arms at her hips with a mockery look on her face. The two maids were holding some leftovers of the morning breakfast, which were packed poorly, as if they did not consider Lydia a human being or a part of the family. “Get your trash out and eat with your animals.” Mocked the stepmother. Lydia held her so-called feast, as none of the food was edible for people to eat, and stepped out of the villa. Her sister Sofia watched the scene from across the living room, as she smirked at her without a single pity on her face. Lydia was used to such scenarios whenever her father would leave her with her stepmother and stepsister for a business trip. Sofia was t
Chapter 3…… In front of the cabin, Lydia loaded her pistol and stepped carefully towards the cottage. She was scared that they might hear her loud heartbeats. Her breath was shallow and deep, she was trying to drag more air into her shivering lips. Her forehead was sweating, even if it was an afternoon of February. All of sudden, she barged hastily into the cabin, holding her pistol tightly and placing her finger on the trigger, ready to shoot at any time. She pointed the pistol to the front, as her hands were trembling and shivering. Could she be able to do it? “Do not move!!” she yelled “I will shoot!!!” She looked around her, but found no one in front. She was sure that someone would be hiding in the cabin, however she was shocked that she found no one. Frightening her, was the large pond of red fresh blood, that seemed still warm and new. She knew, then, that they were near around. Then, out of blue, a man from behind the door barged at her, wrapping his musc
Chapter 4…… Upon opening his eyes, the whole world was blurry and dark for him, he felt that he had drown into an abyss of hell. His chest was tight as if a heavy elephant was stomping on it. His wound was aching as if he was stabbed thousands of times. His body felt light and powerless as if his soul was departing from it. He could not hear. He could not see. He could not feel. “Mr. White Man…” he could hear a voice calling, trying to bring him out of his abyss “Mr. White Man… Mr. White Man… Can you hear me? If you are alive say yes, if you are dead say no! Mr. White Man!” “Who the hell is ‘Mr. White Man’?” he questioned as he felt her voice had brought him out from death. “Ahh! You are alive! You worried the hell out of me!!” “Were… Were you… Calling me ‘Mr. White Man’?” “Oh! Did you like it? I use to give names to my animals, and your hair is sooo white.” “Am… Am I an animal… To you?” “Ehe!” “Shut your ‘Ehe’ up!” “Mr. Whit
Chapter 5…… At the morning, the breakfast was prepared elegantly for Sofia and her mother, and the leftovers were offered for Lydia. The stepmother approached Lydia with a glare on her face. Her eyes were more like a predator’s, preparing to feast on her prey. Her lips turned into a wicked grin of a witch, not a mere human being. “Where have you been last night, Lydia?” she snarled, showing her grin and wide eyes. “I… I was in the woods, mother…” mumbled Lydia “In the woods you say? Huh! In the woods! What an absurd lie!” “I am… Not lying…” “How do you dare reply back??!!” SLAP!! A smack on Lydia’s face could be heard in the villa, as its voice echoed in the silent halls. The stepmother left the red traces of her hand on Lydia’s fragile, pearl-white face. Her anger with her was overaged with no reason. “Who were you with, Lydia???” screamed the stepmother “Who did you spend the night with??? Answer me now!!!” “I… I…” she murmured as
Chapter 6…… The whole scene was mesomorphic for any girl as he looked like a coiled cobra with many dangerous muscles, or like a lustful and seductive Porsche that could force anyone to eager for it. A scenery that would fascinate any woman. However, it was not his body that shocked her, because she had seen it the night before. But… Where had the wound been??! Eugene was holding the bandages in his hands, as if he had removed them a moment ago, however the wound had no trace on his body, as if it was removed alongside the bandages. Just like some sticker on his abdomen that had been ripped away. She scanned his body from up to down in search for the wound she had sewed the night before, however she could find it no where. “Eugene…” she murmured as her voice trembled “Where…” All of sudden her voice muted as she covered her mouth with the palm of her hand. She could feel nauseated staring at him, as if her stomach was churning and attacking her from the inside. S
Chapter 7…… Lydia could wake up to the fresh smell of spices and cooked meat. She opened her eyes as the world was still vague and blurry around her, however she could notice a pool od crimson blood around her. Her eyes popped open widely as her breath was caught, as if an elephant was stomping on her chest. Her body was all frozen as she sensed the still warm blood soaking her body. She could move no part of her body any inch, but rather stay still in her place. She knew it… She was killed by him… The werewolf… Her heart felt as if it had stopped as she could not take any breath in anymore, as if she had drown in a dark universe. No one could have saved her from her inner demon, raging, crying and screaming inside her mind. Her demon was only bringing back the memory of her dead mother and telling her that she was brutally slaughtered as well. Tears refused to fall from her eyes, she could not even let go the bitterness of her life. It was the moment she had realized th