But even if I was trying to get their attention, Simon's eyes remained locked on Karen as though he did not see me blocking him from seeing her. Instead, they continued discussing about school and he asked Karen to be his tour guide after he gets enrolled. No matter how hard I try meddling in their conversation, Karen and Simon still ignored me. So, I backed out and stayed in one place. I grab my phone and did some digging about Simon Cowell and his werewolf pack. My wolf believed he is not from our pack. I logged into my social media account and searched Simon's name to get something. But when I found his account, my wolf started to feel anxious and a little envious of Simon's wealth and stature. Simon's family was well-known for owning multiple companies, including shopping malls, and land areas such as a private island. They were regarded as among the wealthiest in the country. I had always assumed that Simon had it easy because of his family's wealth, and
"Melvin? Jackson? Where are you guys have been?" Karen asked, her entire face flushed red. And my wolf could smell how intoxicated she was already. So I glanced at the party and realized she was not the only one. Everyone, including Simon, flirted with every woman around him. What else could I expect? I already hated the guy since the first time I saw him and his actions tonight prove to me that we can barely trust him. Everything shines about him, from head to toe. That is what I am worried about the most, Simon can buy everything with money. As much as possible, I want Karen to stay away from him. Then Karen took a sip of the bottle of beer in her hand and added, "I've been looking for you. After everything that happened recently, we all need a break, don't you think?" "I agree with you on that note, Karen, but I'm afraid tonight is not the perfect time. We need to get back to the mainland as soon as possible." I said. Jackson and I hold her hands and
"As much as I want to, I can't. Even my wol-... can't." I said, worried that everyone might get hurt, especially when everyone, excluding me and Jackson, was all wasted. Everyone was crouching in every corner of the room. Some of them could not stop sobbing. Some were trying to control themselves not to puke. "But, what are we supposed to do? you should do something at least." Jackson glanced at every corner of the room, searching for something. So I grab the knife from one of the drawers. With shaking hands, I took the knife and prepared myself for the monster's attack. I knew that the silver blade could kill the monster, even if it is a werewolf, but I also knew that it would take a miracle for us to come out alive. "Listen, everyone!" I announced. "Your crying and puking won't save us. We must fight this monster, whatever it is. Who's with me?" And I was like a deranged wolf talking to myself when everyone simply glanced at me. Traces of worries and fear
"What about the autopsy result?" Jackson reminded me of that one. The autopsy report would be our last resort to point out Simon for the murder. "Oh, yeah, speaking of that." says the Sheriff before he reached out for his wristwatch. "It'll be done by now." then he went back to his office. Jackson and I sat anxiously in the waiting room of the Sheriff's office, impatiently waiting for the results of the autopsy. As we sat nervously for almost three hours, the door to the office finally opened and the Sheriff walked out. Jackson and I both stood up quickly, our hearts beating fast in anticipation. The Sheriff looked at us for a moment, then cleared his throat and began to speak. "I'm sorry to have to tell you this," he said, his voice somber. "But we've determined that two died of an accidental overdose. They had a lethal combination of drugs in their system, and there was nothing anyone could have done to save them." Jackson and I both sank back into our seats
Right after school, we went out heading to the parking lot. We were not sure what to do, but I knew that I needed to find more information about the vampire attack. We found ourselves kicking a soccer ball around, deep in conversation, when a figure approached us. It was the rugby coach, who had accidentally discovered us while looking for a new member for the team. "Hey, you two look like you have some talent," the coach said, eyeing our athletic build. "Have you ever considered playing rugby?" "No, I'm so sorry, Coach," I said. "But we are currently swamped right now. We don't have time for playing balls." "What about a full scholarship? Does it sounds promising to any of you?" the coach insisted. "The team offers weekly allowance and full tuition payment. I cannot just offer it to someone else." Jackson and I looked at each other, feeling intrigued. We had not considered playing rugby, but it sounded like an exciting opportunity. The coach invited us to join the team, introdu
The next day, as early as before sunrise, I started trekking heading to the village. I could barely sleep last night after Karen said something about my proposal. Karen was still snoring when I got out of her unit. I did not wake her up because similar to me, she also slept very late. Nonetheless, I already prepared on the table a cup of coffee, scrambled eggs, a cup of rice, and three large sizes sausages for her breakfast. I also left a note on the table that I cannot join her in heading to school after what happened last night. Both of us deserved to have a lone time to better think things through. "What are you doing as early as six in the morning, huh, Melvin?" Jelian greeted me with a smile on her face. Julian and Jelian are getting ready for school. After almost a month of staying at the village, Julian stayed away from me to avoid getting into conflicts. His twin sister, on the other hand, did the other way around. Jelian was still hopeful that our
At first, the vampire was caught off-guard. Simon landed a solid punch to his face, and I used my werewolf strength to knock him to the ground. "Do you think you wolves can defeat me?" he scoffed despite being pinned. "No, we did not think of that, poor vampire," Simon said back. "But we are not letting you cheat just to win the game." "We are not going to defeat you, but our wolves are going to beat you to death. We'll see who will remain standing in the end." I added. I was about to break the bone of his right shoulder but the vampire was fast, and he quickly regained his footing. He lunged at Simon, fangs bared, but I was there to intercept him. The game around us was starting to break down, with players from both teams taking notice of the fight happening on the field. But Simon and I were focused solely on the vampire. We had no idea where he came from or why he was there, but we knew for a fact that they needed to stop him. For several minutes,
Jared pushed the door open; the dress was still there, hanging eerily in the closet. Suddenly, the room started to groan, and the door slammed shut behind us. There was a chill in the air, and I could hear footsteps approaching us. It was then that we saw her—a ghostly figure who looked like the woman in the wedding dress that Francisco had seen earlier. She hovered towards us, and everyone felt a shiver down their spine. "What are you all doing here?" the apparition said. As everyone was getting terribly scared, I dared pointed the rays of my flashlight heading to the woman's face. She immediately blocked the rays of the light with her bare hands. Even so, I managed to see her face. She was the old woman who gave us the keys earlier. "You students are bitches." she uttered a profanity. "Get back to your respective rooms before I'm gonna charge you all with trespassing and noise complaints." The group ran out of the room as fast as they could. The adrena
"Poor little wolf," Mr. James uttered. "All your plans failed. Everyone around you died because you encourage them to be part of your vision. With just one stab of my claw straight into your heart, there is no way you could survive. But there is no fun if I do that to you." He shifted back to his human form, and with a sadistic grin, he cruelly taunted me, relishing in his superiority. He unleashed a barrage of punches to my battered face, blood spewing from my mouth with each blow. The agony intensified, yet he continued to laugh, finding pleasure in my suffering. "How does it feel, huh, Melvin?" he continued. "Does it hurt? How about removing your fingers one by one? That would be music to my ears." But amidst this relentless assault, a spark refused to extinguish within me. Determination ignited a fierce resolve upon seeing the clouds from the sky as they started to get darkened. Lightning and thunders began to emerge in the sky. And the cold wind blows straight to
"They're killing our people! Get back! Get back!" Simon screamed, his voice laced with worries and fears combined. "Melvin, do something!" "This is not what we expected to happen, Simon. Let me think first, okay?" I screamed back before digging into the deepest part of my brain on what to do in this kind of scenario. "There's no time to think." Simon insisted. "You must do something!" Simon and I stood outside the entrance of the cave, our hearts filled with terror. Before our eyes lay a scene of chaos and destruction. The dense forest surrounding the cave was already engulfed in dark smoke and flames. The crackling fire licked hungrily at the trees, transforming the once serene landscape into a fiery nightmare. And at the center of it, all stood a colossal werewolf, towering over us with an air of malevolent power. The massive creature was not just content with burning the forest. It continuously released blasts of fire from its gaping maw, directing them n
Two days ago. "So you mean we are not just facing one huge terrifying monster but hundreds of them? Are you fucking kidding me, Mr. Parker?" the Sheriff slapped his hand on the surface of the table in front of us. My wolf some of the highest-ranking officials in the city, including the mayor and the Sheriff are gathered in the mayor's office. Behind me is where Karen and Simon standing still. The urgent meeting was palpable. It was I who called for an emergency meeting as it turned out that our pack got information from a reliable source that Mr. James was busy multiplying his numbers in our neighboring cities. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Sheriff. But getting angry and raising your voice will not solve anything in this case." I replied with conviction. "You already told us in our confession that we will be using everything the police department has to stop these monsters." "Yeah, I did that." The Sheriff replied. "But what I meant to that is to use all our weapons su
"Please, don't talk anymore. The rescue team is on their way." I reached out to her hand and studied her condition. Then I glanced at those werewolf guardians who were rushing in our direction. "Hurry!" I yelled. "Melvin," Jennie breathed out my name. She grabbed something from her pocket and grasped it in my hands. "Take that. Use it for good." Out of curiosity, I opened my hand and looked at what she just handed me. In Jennie's final moments, she presented me with a syringe filled with a mysterious green liquid. As far as I could remember, it was the same serum her father had used to transform me into a human. Her voice trembled as she spoke the instructions. "Please... use this... to stop my... evil dad. He already killed all the monsters and absorbed all their powers inside him. Please, be careful of him. He was no longer the..." she managed to say before her life slipped away. Her last words hung in the air, heavy with sorrow and determination. I clut
My wolf already expected that from him. With the new blood in my veins, I don't need to get worried if things go south. We barged into the village our rifles filled with bullets. On top of that, I already convinced myself that I must do whatever it takes to get the pack from the ruthless and manipulative leaders. And that must be done by hook or by crook time is not on our side at the moment. Meanwhile, a sly smile curled on my lupine face as I locked eyes with him, my voice dripping with concealed menace. "You doubt my capabilities? Perhaps you'd like a demonstration," I asserted, my tone unyielding. "How about a one-on-one battle between you and Julian? If you decline my proposal, know that I will personally end your life, just as I did to those pitiful men in masks." The room fell silent once again, every werewolf present captivated by the intensity of the standoff. The pack leader, although conflicted, understood the truth in my words. And the power I wielded w
Simon immediately shut his mouth, and deny it or not, my wolf started to sense the worries and fears that itched his expression right after confessing to him about the killings. The last I could do is blame him for that. Simon had every right to get suspicious of me when I just got back from my complicated past of being a ripper. Needless to say, I am their most feared enemy a few hours ago. I even almost killed Karen. But I must get to the bottom of everything now that I got back my consciousness. Everything. Even if I may not get the chance to correct the past, my wolf must protect the future. Meanwhile, Simon and I stood outside in front of Jackson's parents' house, fraught with anger and betrayal. The door loomed in front of us, a barrier keeping us from the truth we needed to confront. With a furious determination, I slammed my shoulder against the wooden door, splintering the lock and sending it crashing open. There are no cops around so who the hell do I ca
The mask fragmented into countless pieces. Reality itched me as I glanced back to Karen. She's dead. And it was because of me. I killed her, my mate. And the love of my life. But how? How did it happen? Why did I do it? My brain was frozen without getting any answer to my questions until all of a sudden, an unknown power surged within me - a tempest of raw, untamed energy pushing against the confines of my skin. My wolf stirred in startled wonder; it had never experienced such magnitude of power. My eyes, once blurred, now blazed fiery red. It was the same eyes when Karen became an alpha. Shaking off the remnants of the mask, my newly amplified senses caught whiffs of a brutal battle underway – Simon and our friends combatting the malevolence of the masked men. My gaze swiveled back to Karen's prone form on the ground, heartache seizing me, her peaceful face a harsh contrast to the chaos around me. The alpha blood in me roared throughout my veins with the urg
Everyone in the room fell into a heavy silence and the weight of my accusation echoed in the air. For a moment, not a single police officer dared to speak or move. The statement lingered like a dark shadow, casting doubts and fears among those who had believed in Jackson's innocence. With eyes darting nervously, Jackson's facade finally crumbled, revealing the truths he had fought so hard to conceal. His gaze fell to the ground, unable to meet anyone else's eyes. It was in that moment, amidst the deafening silence, that the harsh reality of his actions became undeniable. As I stood there, my heart heavy with the weight of betrayal, I hoped that the officers would heed my warning. The threat Jackson posed was too grave to be ignored. It was time for justice to prevail, for those in positions of authority to be cautious, lest they too fall victim to the treacherous lies that Jackson had spun. In this moment of immense tension and revelation, the precinct becam
"What the hell is going on?" I could not help but ask myself. "Karen!" Simon called out desperately, seeing me on the verge of turning around. He rushed towards me, gripping his arm tightly, pulling me back just in time. "Don't look, Karen! Whatever you do, don't look!" "What's going on, Simon?" I voiced out my question with my eyes closed. "Why did they turn into stones? Please, do something. They're our friends." Tears welled up in my eyes as the gravity of the situation dawned on me. Fear and disbelief locked in an intense battle on my face. I clutched my arm, seeking solace and answers in my eyes. In front of me were all our friends turned into stones. The worst part of the case was that my wolf, despite my senses being heightened, could barely hear their thunderous heartbeats anymore. "Best of luck, my friends," Mr. James said, his words laced with a bittersweet tone. With a wave of his hand, he and the two men in masks disappeared, leaving only a faint ec