"All right, Jackson. What is the best way to do this kind of situation? Think! Think! Better think something quick before she dies." I grabbed my phone in my pocket to call for emergency services. Unfortunately, my phone kept dying every time I switched it on. The water, I believed, causes it. So after getting no help, I checked Karen if she was still breathing. I place my ear near her mouth and nose to listen for breathing sounds. Then I look for her chest movement. After seeing no signs of breathing, I could not help but utter profanity when I have to perform CPR. Melvin is gonna kill me once he knows that his girl and I kissed lips to lips. But Karen and Melvin left me with no choice. No one can save her at the moment apart from me. There is no way Melvin's sleepwalking could lead him here. Even so, he cannot help me in his werewolf form. So, I mustered the courage to close my eyes and performed CPR. After applying CPR, I hedged my bets and placed her on
However, before the fire could swallow Melvin's body, I jumped as high as I can be and pushed him as far away from the fire. As far as I know, werewolves are scared of fire. After pushing Melvin out of the fire, I immediately took off my burning clothes until nothing was left but my boxer shorts. Then, I hold Melvin's head and pointed his eyes to the fire as it explodes Two seconds later, Melvin growled that almost break my eardrums. When he realized the towering fire in front of us, he lifted my body and throws me away in Karen's spot. He looked for something in the bus and went back with bottles of water and poured them into the fire before it could swallow everything nearby. From the way I understand it, it was no longer the "sleepwalking Melvin" who reacted that way. I am now seeing the real Melvin, my best friend. "Are you guys all right?" Melvin asked from the other side of the fire. I was about to raise my thumb but was cut off when I suddenly felt e
"It's all right, Melvin," Karen said, trying to lift my mood. "There were a lot of vampires in New Orleans. We could still find one." Three hours later, Karen and I found ourselves back in her place. We are seated on the couch with a bridge of deafening silence backgrounding the living area. If not because my phone dings, the utter silence could have extended. The message comes from Alpha Draku's beta, telling me that Karen and I must fulfill our duty as werewolf commanders with Johndale starting tomorrow. He also sends me all the details of our salaries and the schedule of reporting to Alpha Draku. Instead of on a monthly basis, Alpha Draku required us to report to him and the elders every quarter of the month or if necessary. "Karen?" I breathed out her name softly. "What?" she asked without dragging her face at me. "I might be out of here sooner." I said. "your wolf was already equipped with the basics of being a werewolf. And we are done with your train
"Both, I guess." Simon heaved a sigh. Our dilemma started to burst when Coach Green took the first few applicants through their paces on the field. The vampire students moved with lightning-fast speed and agility, dodging and weaving past their opponents with ease. The sound of growling and snarling was unmistakable as Simon and I watched from the sidelines. We continued watching in amazement as the vampire students continued to dominate the field. We watched as one of the vampire students tackled the ball carrier with incredible force, sending him flying across the field. It was at that moment that I realized that these vampires weren't anything like they had ever seen before. It was then that Coach Green noticed us observing the tryouts from the sidelines. He called our names and ordered us to join in the tryouts. "You boys think you can do better? Prove it!" he shouted. "Maybe I should back out now." Jackson chickened out. "I mean, I can graduate without t
After a long pursuit, my wolf finally caught up with the bloodsucker. He was crouching by the tree, cradling the kid in his arms. He turned around and sneered at me, his eyes glowing red. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't drain the life out of this poor child, wolf," he said, enjoying to her the continuous weeping of the kid. I could not help but clench my fists, feeling my claws extend. "Because I won't let you," I growled. The vampire bared his fangs, hissing menacingly. My wolf could see that he was a powerful and experienced vampire, with years of combat experience under his belt. He had long black hair, sharp features, and a lean, predatory build. But my wolf was not intimidated. I knew that, if necessary, I could fight him to death in order to save the kid. In a few seconds, Karen appeared. Perhaps she already locked the old woman back in the car. But accompanied by her appearance, the vampire made a sudden, lightning-fast move, darting towards
The next morning, the vampire woke up and found himself locked up in a cell, surrounded by the werewolf pack behind me. I stepped forward and began the interrogation as planned. Our one-on-one conversation started when I asked the vampire who their leader was, what they were doing in the city, what their purpose was, and if he knew about the vampire students in school. The vampire, who was still groggy from being locked up, tried his best to avoid my questions. He was a cunning and manipulative creature and had been trained to withstand any interrogation attempts. But my wolf wasn't going to give up that easily. I kept questioning the vampire, probing him further and further until finally, the vampire relented. "I will tell you what you want to know, but I need reassurance that you will let me go," said the vampire, his voice raspy and hoarse. "Nice try, but that's not going to happen. You're going to answer my questions or face the consequences." my wolf could not help but scoff
"Please, I need blood," he added. "I can't leave without drinking blood." We already meet a few vampires in school but none of them were desperate of drinking blood. Who is this vampire in front of us anyway? And why is he different from the ones we have already seen? Not that my wolf is worried about his chance of survival but I could not help myself but wonder. Is it in their nature to drink human blood in order to survive? What if they could not drink blood, are they going to die eventually? "Say something, Melvin." Simon broke the moment of silence between the six of us in the basement. Seven including the vampire in front of us. Actually, I could not count how many of us are in the basement already if we are going to include those skinless bones around us. Hundreds if not a thousand perhaps. "We are also wolves. I can feel your bothering mind. They are feeding and bothering our consciousness. So better ask if you have questions." he added. "And we don't
Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm my wolf down. Then I focused on my breathing, trying to push away the anger that was threatening to overwhelm me. But as I watched Alex body check one of my teammates and laughed, my wolf could not hold back any longer. "Melvin, what are you doing?" Jackson started getting worried. "We will end up the training session with broken bones, Jackson. I need to do something. Alex is doing this on purpose." I said back, my voice started to become a growl. With a roar, I leaped forward with my fangs bared and claws out. Alex's eyes widened in terror as he realized the mistake he had made. I landed on his feet, and, with a swift movement, knocked Alex to the ground. The rest of the players on the field stopped what they were doing, watching with a mixture of horror and fascination as my transformation continued. Jackson and Simon quickly moved to restrain my wolf before I could hurt anyone. "Get off me!" I snarled, struggling to bre
"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