Human blood

There's no clear motive for her to lie to me or create a story just to cover up Amara's unrighteous deeds. Therefore, I assumed, what she just told me isn't something I could take as a joke.

But two souls? What exactly is she trying to say? What does she mean by that? How could she expect me to just understand after hearing such complicated things from her?

Chandra planted a seed of question inside my head from the very beginning we met. She had decided to interfere with every decision in my life. It was just a simple question. Until it grows and multiplies. It was her and Amara's fault that I'm extremely obsessed to know the answer to the questions that kept on pestering me- why am I different? Why does this place exist? Who is Amara? Who is Chandra? Who am I? Since the day I came, there's never been a single second that my head rested.

Amara wailed while hugging Chandra, and she comforted him. Amara kept on asking for apologies- shaking her head. Is Amara asking for an apology because she suddenly felt guilt after attempting to kill me? Now, I'm the one who's shaking my head.

"Why can't I control myself?" Amara asked as she lifted her head, facing Chandra.

If what Chandra told me is true, then maybe, the reason she couldn't control her wolf is that she isn't that werewolf but the other one who is also sharing a body with her. But I still don't understand things about souls.

Now that thoughts filled my head, I didn't get the chance to eavesdrop on what Chandra and Amara were talking about earlier. However, Amara was back to her old cold stare and unbothered look.

"What happened?" I asked. Chandra looked at me, confused as hell, too.

"Didn't you hear?"

"Of course, I did, I just love asking you and pestering you even though I already know. Damn, Chandra, I DIDN'T!" I replied furiously. I hate to express my side of being entitled, but in this kind of situation, I couldn't help.

"I'm glad you didn't know."

"Why are you glad?"

"Because you wouldn't bother thinking about the difference between Amara with the other werewolves. At least, someone would be there for her without questioning her existence," Chandra says and then walked away.

The way Chandra says it feels more concerned than how she was trying to make me feel. I just nodded. Then I thought of what she said, where's the "your room" is she trying to say?

"You know I could hear your thoughts, right?" Amara suddenly asked- it made me jump out of scare. Hell yeah, I'm doomed.

I was about to answer her but I remembered what she just did to me. Tsk! Another weirdo expected me to just forget what she just did and go with the flow.

"...again, I heard you."

"ARGH!" I shouted vexed. Then I walked away.

There's no place on the earth where I'm safe, right? Anywhere I go, there would always a threat to my life. But how come I'm still surprised after knowing it? In fact, right when I first step my foot into this world, blades already welcomed me. The funny thing is, it happened twice.

I just went out of this magical nipa hut and let myself calm down after encountering a storm all by myself. Tears are now free from shame 'cause there's no presence of an audience, I could cry.

As much as I wanted to dwell on sadness, a desirable smell ruined my alone time. I drooled, and my eye color changed as well. Unconsciously, I gritted my teeth- fantasizing my prey is about to get into my precious big mouth. There was no time to think twice, so I went and look for the smell. Even without looking, I know it is my prey. I continued to look for it by following the smell. To get into a faster mode, I shifted.

After a few minutes, I found a woman wandering around the forest. She's a human. That's why I crave this much.

"Hey, stop."

I heard a noise, probably in my head. But I don't think it's something I should be concerned about.

I continued chasing for my prey, hiding behind the branches and the bodies of every tree I come across with. Until I get the chance and showed myself.

"It's amazing. I'm inside the werewolf realm, but I found two humans?" I uttered, laughing hysterically.

The human was terribly afraid of my presence. There, there, she just feeds me what I've been desiring- getting feared of.

There's no time to talk, I came near her, supposed to get her liver and heart. However, she runs. Damn! Her reflexes are so fast! Then, I followed her. I'd been running for like ten minutes, and someone grabbed me to hide behind the tree.

"YOU?! AMARA!!!" I shouted.

She got alerted, which causes her to cover my mouth immensely. I tried to resist tasting his salty hand- escaping from her- which in the first place, I don't understand why she had to lock me up in her arms. I tried to locate my prey. And I lost her. Due to the intense anger and irritation that I felt, I bit her hand hard until it bleeds- causing her to release me. I clearly saw my prey running away. But somehow, I smelled blood from a human.

I looked around and tried to find where that smell is coming from.

'Damn, Terrence is starting to notice it.'

That thought... came from Amara. What is 'it' that I didn't know yet?

"Are you smelling it too?" I asked.

She rolled his eyes and glared at me, then he say, "How dare you ask me after biting my hand?"

Again, I saw what I have bitten, and the blood coming out from her hand is kind of more serious than the last time I'd seen it.

"Oh god..." I uttered, covering my mouth, then I escorted her at my back. Using both of my feet, I run as fast as I can, leading her back to the nipa hut.

"I think you're overreacting," Amara says while I run for us. Her weight is way HEAVIER than I thought. "I'm fine, this is just a small cut."

I reached the nipa hut and put her down.

"What is it that I'm starting to notice?" I asked, even though she was looking pale, I couldn't help my curiosity. After I asked, her reaction satisfies me. She was aghast.

"Y-you could still hear my thoughts?" she asked. I smirked.

"Why? Did you block it?" I walked closer to her until were only a few inches away. "What are you hiding alongside the fact that you have two souls?" I added, squinting.

Amara looked away, trying to avoid my judging gaze, might be hoping I would just let her go.

She turned her look back to me, furrowing her eyebrows.

"No! I wasn't trying to do that!"

"See how unjust you are? You can still hear my thoughts, but you're trying to close yours?"

Amara squashed both of my arms. The smell of a human came even closer. When I was about to say something again, Chandra went out.

"Terrence! Amara! You peasants!" she shouted.

I can't let this slide.

Grabbing the opportunity to know where that smell is coming from, I forcibly took Amara's hand that I'd bitten, and smelled it.

My eye color changed. The desire to eat him intensify, so I drooled and gritted. Chandra pulled Amara away.

"Stop."

"Don't try to rule me, Chandra!"

"Then don't do anything against my rules! Or I will shut you up."

The last line she just stated served as a tranquilizer to me- it made me freeze- stopping me to eat Amara. Into the thin air, I shouted, and I growled. The nearby wolves responded, including Amara. But Chandra didn't. One thing is for sure, she isn't part of our race, and this place is not werewolves' realm. Just the parallel of my world.

Amara stepped a little bit forward, gritting her teeth, full of anger.

"I will get back at you for almost killing me," she said. Amara walked inside the nipa hut.

As fast as I can, I run toward her and stopped her feet from moving forward. I smelled her neck, mouth, eyes, ears, and even the lower part of her body. I smelled her mouth again and landed on her ears, I say, "I will make sure to eat you when it's time. Your smell is different and special. Be careful. Because one day, I might accidentally consume your blood, liver, and heart, in the most unexpected way."

Instead of getting her feared gasps, continuous breathing, and sweating face, all I get is her intense laugh. She responded to the way I smelled her and landed her lips near mine. She looked at me sexily, consuming me through her gaze.

"Despite the age, instead of fear, I felt the libidinous striking up high. I think I might offer myself to you as your dinner tonight," she said.

And there, I felt the connection we always had for each other. The link- which has always been there since the day we met- activated. I locked my gaze on her. Even though there's a critical chance of her being honest with what she just said, I felt the spark in her eyes.

What can I do to avoid feeling this, Amara?

"There's no formula. And I won't let you. Now that I'm starting to have deeper feelings for you, do you think I would just let you go?"