Choosing between Dragon and Werewolf

"Your package, Miss Darren."   Veronica Darren raised an eyebrow, amazed. She remembered very well that she did not order anything this month. Her older sister did not send anything either, because if she did, her older sister would have told her first.   "Package? For me?"   The courier man confirmed the position of his hat. It was difficult for her to recognize the courier because the man was wearing a mask and hat that covered his face. Only his voice indicated that the courier who was currently waiting for her signature was a man. Her feelings were starting to feel bad. The way the man was looking at her also seemed strange. Should she accept the package or not?   "Yes. Please sign here,” the man handed her a pen along with the receipt form. Reluctantly, she signed the form while glancing at the man’s name tag in front of her.   Gustav. She already memorizes that man’s name.&

Veronica could no longer hide her shock as she entered what Stephen called the home of his friend, Karl Smith. It took the. fifteen minutes to reach around the front yard of the Karl Smith residence. Since they entered this place, she saw several men in black uniforms who did not hide their dislike at the sight of Stephen. The man himself seemed to ignore their rude response, instead of whistling softly, as if not realizing it.    Ah, no. To be precisely, that man was clearly aware of it. Without hesitation, Stephen crashed the car he was driving into the three men who were standing in front of the car. Stephen casually opened the window, poking his head from the window, laughing softly.   "Oops. Are you okay? Sorry. I really didn't mean to do it."   She did not find any regretful in his tone, so she questioned the man's sincerity when apologizing. Without waiting for the answers from the three men who were grimacin

Only this time was he, Stephen Laurent, felt so nervous.Carrying a bouquet of red roses that were usually loved by all his girlfriends, Stephen continued to wait anxiously while pressing the bell button for Nikki's apartment.   Yesterday, Nikki was angry with him, and he did not understand the reason why she was angry. He did not feel like he was saying anything that offended her. Instead, he carefully chooses every word he said so it would not hurt Nikki's feelings, given her special condition. Even though he still did not understand the reason behind Nikki's anger, he better initiate to apologize. Usually, this fresh, organic rose bouquet would always do the trick.   He hoped so.   Still no answer from Nikki. Again, he pressed the bell for his apartment. "Just a second!"   Nikki's voice was heard from inside, looking in a hurry. He had heard a loud crash from inside. Was tha

Bianca's eyes glanced outwardly at Veronica, who was chatting with the man yesterday, Stephen Laurent. Not the kind of guy she could trust to look after Veronica really. But her older brother—Theodore Pedrosa, asked her to trust him. If her brother believed that man, then she must believe it too. She did not understand why Theo could easily give permission to the man without paying attention to the territory entry permit protocol as was usually emphasized on all werewolves and vampires who intend to enter Pedrosa's territory. The man asked permission five minutes before entering his family territory. Five minutes! Whereas it should have been, if a foreign party wanted to enter the Pedrosa area, the permit could only be obtained at the earliest the day before they enter.No, no. She better not think about it anymore. Her brother clearly did not mind it, which meant there was a high chance that her brot

Arriving at the Pedrosa family residence, where Bianca lived, she immediately got out of the car before Karl opened the door. She ran, intercepting one of the maids who stood beside the entrance to the house, asking the sad-eyed maid to lead her to Bianca's room. The maid looked doubtful when she saw it, but as soon as Karl, who had caught up with her, stood behind her, the maid finally willing to escort her to Bianca's room.The place where they were now looked magnificent, although not as large as Karl's mansion. Since she arrived at the Pedrosa residence, she saw many people walking in and out. Their condition was terrible. Her eyes caught two people holding a stretcher, carrying the body of a man who was no longer moving into the house. The man's wounds were so severe, they were bleeding profusely (she had thought that vampire blood was dark black or green, but it turned out to be normal like human blood) that she could not bear to see it. The man's body was destroyed, bur