"Don't worry, Melvin," says Mr. Stanford. "We know you are not going to hurt us in your monster form, are you?" his question even made me feel more skeptical. I mean, of all the favor they can ask me, that one thing I cannot dare do have been requested. Even if I am no longer part of a pack, and I can do whatever I want, my wolf still follows the universal law of being one: to uphold our secrets to humans. "He can't hurt you guys, but my wolf might." Karen smirks at them before she drags her gaze at me and added, "It's all right, Melvin. As mom said earlier, they already made some digging. Mom and dad simply want to see an actual one." At first, my wolf felt hesitant, not because they are safe from me, but because I am having a hard time accepting the fact that I'd be shifting in front of humans. Both parents of the woman whom I turn into a monster. Karen then pulls the door close to make sure no one could see and hear what is bound to happen apart from her and
My wolf doesn't know how Jackson comes up with that kind of perspective, but he just hit the one-million-dollar question about the awful incident. And I cannot deny him the truth because he is my best friend. Though the incident was surprising, he was already aware of our existence. And for how many years Jackson and I have been friends, I never heard of him telling my dirty secret to anyone. My wolf trusted Jackson out of the billions of humans wandering around the world. He is even worthy of my trust compared to Julian and Jelian who shared the same kind as mine. "I'll tell you everything about it, not right now. However, better shut your mouth before anyone could hear you," I added. "you haven't seen what she looks like when she gets angry." Then I let go of my shrugs from him and ordered Karen to position her face on the chalkboard, especially when our professor just steps foot into the room. "Better be, dude," Jackson whispered to me. "you've been gone a
Julian was about to punch Karen in the face but Jackson and I managed to hold his hand and pinned him to the wall. Even if Karen is a woman, there is no way Julian sees and considers that fact. He will punch and kick her if he wants to without any signs of hesitation. That is what their wolves are. Ruthless, brutal, disrespectful, and monstrous. "Don't you dare lay a hand on her, you, son of a bitch!" I exclaimed. Even glowed my eyes in front of him. Jackson, despite he is the only human in the room, still extended his hands for me, grasping Julian's legs. "Who says I am going to punch her, huh?" Julian said back. "We're killing her, you also, sons of a bitch!" Right after that, Jelian suddenly slaps Karen on the face. Hard enough her five fingers and palm leave red marks on Karen's face. However, Jelian did not stop with just one slap. She then grabs Karen's long black hair and pinned her to the floor. Karen could not help but expresses the pain with a
"Why are you doing this to me, Julian, Jelian? Is betraying me not enough for both of you to stay away from us?" I asked. "What do you really want? Draku already told you to stay away from me and Karen." There is no way Julian and Jelian are not terrified of Draku as their alpha. I sense there was more to it that they have to stay in school instead of going back to New York City where they were assigned originally. "The ones who killed those wolves outside were werewolf hunters," Jelian confessed. "Even if you broke up with me for a nonsense reason, I still care for you, Melvin. And I am still hoping we could still get back together." I could not help but drag my glare to Karen and Jackson while Jelian let out those words. Karen and Jackson are still unaware of the precise reason Jelian and I broke up. Even though her statement was somewhat convincing but the damage has been done already. Once I already ended things, there is no way I could get it back. "And b
As soon as I brought Jackson outside the building, Karen and I continued our heart-to-heart discussion. This time, I pointed out everything her wolf needs to know. One to mention is what Jelian and Julian told us about the risk that was currently surrounding our wolves. Karen witnessed it with her own eyes two of our werewolf students died at the hands of those unknown werewolf hunters. And I made sure to equip her with the thought that her circle of friends will abandon her once they know about us. It was the least I could do to make sure she will listen to my words. That we are already in the same boat so we must stick to each other. She sinks, and my wolf sinks too. "Jackson was already gone, Karen." I said. "Can we proceed with the training now?" "Human blood still runs through my veins, Melvin." she said back. "my body needs to eat." "We'll have our dinner after the training then." before Karen could say a word of her disapproval, I drag her out of the u
"Are you saying something?" I inquired him while reading what was running through his mind. Then I rolled my eyes at all corners of the precinct when I found no paparazzi or anyone's camera around the way I imagine it to be, interrogating Karen apart from her dad surrounded by ten security guards while debating with the police officer. My confused and feeble brain imagines Karen has been standing beside her dad with a coat around her while answering the paparazzi's questions, but in reality, she was locked up in a cell and kept bursting into tears. And I could feel the heavy weight she felt inside her heart. The feeling was squeezing her and tearing her apart. She was completely confused right now and might blame me for what happened. This arrestment thing is a huge embarrassment not just to her but to her entire family. Needless to say, Mr. and Mrs. Stanford have a noble name to uphold. Karen's unexpected arrest might not just stain their names but will ruin their
Karen sharpens her glare at me from the other cell in disbelief. She was mad at me considering I am only making it harder for her. My wolf is well aware that I just poured gas into the burning flames. But the damage has been done already. If they only let me stay with Karen, I could have come up with that kind of terrible idea. "Can someone tell me who the hell arrested and locked my daughter into that fucking holding without any valid proof? Bring that man to me!" someone's familiar voice suddenly resounded in my ears from the distance. Who could have thought Karen's mom was more furious compared to her dad? However, I don't know if my wolf should be pleased by Mr. and Mrs. Stanford's expected arrival even if it already took almost four hours since she was locked up in the holding cell. And in a few hours, the sun will go down. That is what I am more afraid of earlier. Since her parents already arrived, my wolf started to feel at ease when we now have a higher c
"Are you all right? Can you hear me?" I added, this time, it was my wolf who was also having a hard time breathing similar to the rest of the wolves with me in the holding cell. Don't have any idea what the man sprayed into the air but all of us, specifically our wolves, are greatly affected. Those who have low esteem just like Karen immediately reacted to it, especially the ones who just dropped their bodies to the floor. "Can't breath, Melvin, please, help me," Karen uttered inwardly. I could sense her heartbeats starting to fade off. And that also worried me the most. At any minute, I believe, Karen will end up just like the others if I will do nothing. A dead wolf. But she will not die from having a hard time breathing but getting a stab by a knife. "Shift," we are already in the middle of an undesirable situation, so I proposed to her that. It was the least my brain could think of that might save her. "You have to force yourself to turn, Karen. I already taught you how to
"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