3. Wolverse

Thalita picked me up at 7 pm, she was wearing a beautiful dress, different from me, who was wearing trousers and a loose T-shirt. I don't care what party that guy throws at his house.

We arrived at the house in question. I only saw a few girls and mostly boys. I glanced worriedly at Thalita who looked confident walking into the garden area. I whispered in her ear, "We can go home before we go inside. There are many men here, only a few girls, do you want to be abused by him?"

"I'm sure he's not like that," she countered. Maybe Thalita has fallen in love with the sweet-mouthed man. We could no longer retreat as several people had seen us coming.

"Hello new kids, welcome to our party," they greeted friendly. Thalita was easily swayed and walked with them.

I exhaled and walked behind them alone, entered the big house, and the sound of music and girls' screams resounded. A very eye-catching sight. Embarrassed, seeing several couples making out on the couch, on the wall, and even in the swimming pool.

Suddenly my hand was grabbed roughly by someone, who cornered my body against the wall and locked me with both of his arms full. His familiar eyes intimidate me now, right in front of me.

"Hello, welcome to my home," he said, sniffing the scent on your neck.

I tried to dodge but he got closer and didn't give me distance. "Esme, you are mine!" he said like a spell that kept me silent. These words were like the one in my dream, his voice ... he ... was he?

I didn't know what to say when he smacked my lips with his which made it hard to breathe. This bastard is too greedy to teach me how to kiss. My soul and body half rebelled, I pushed him as hard as I could and slapped him hard.

"I don't know you, why are you so presumptuous to touch me huh!" I screamed right in his face. He looked vicious and grabbed my hand leading me out of the house.

"What do you want, where are you taking me?"

"Your destiny," he said.

He got on a big motorbike and asked me to ride with him. Slightly forced, I finally gave up and climbed into the passenger seat behind me. Without wearing head protection, he drove the motorcycle onto the highway.

"Do you want to kill me?" I asked frantically, worried that he was suspicious, so mysterious, so scary.

This motorbike drove into the dark forest, past the big towering trees. Cold air pierced my body. The scent of animals slipped back into my throat and my lungs, dense.

He didn't answer my question at all. I covered my mouth and nose with my arm. My eyes are alert looking ahead, the right side looks like a precipice. Oh my gosh! He wants to kill me, what did I do wrong?

"Oh my god it's a waterfall, that means it's a cliff, stop this bike. You're crazy, stop it!" I said shaking his body and I wanted to jump but he let go of the gas pedal and embraced my hands so I wouldn't let go. Damn it!

I closed my eyes as the motorbike sped freely towards the waterfall. I thought my life would run out this very second. My soul is floating, feels like flying freely. I can still breathe, I can smell a strange, foreign scent.

Slowly I opened my eyes, my body was still on the motorbike that had stopped in the savanna area, a barren desert, deserted, dark, and tense.

"Where is this?" I asked, looking at him who now turned to look at me.

"Wolverse, the world of werewolves and Lycan."

I shook my head slowly, snorting. "You fooled me, werewolf, Lycan. Do childhood tales appeal to a girl?" I asked. Ignoring the reasoning that occurs is not following reality. Am I hallucinating, or is the speed of time making my brain a little dizzy and think this is an ordinary land but gripping?

The appearance of moon is so big that it almost touches the earth, it seems impossible. Ah, this may be a dream, I had a dream, well a strange dream that drives me crazy.

"Esme-"

"Stop! I'm just dreaming, I have to wake up, this is just a flower sleep. Oh God, show me the way back to my room. Please wake me up, I want to wake up!" I screamed like crazy. This place is quiet, no one hears me, and no one comes to me.

This man sits relaxed on his motorcycle. Grinning thin. "If you want to scream to be heard by the creatures that live in this place, wait when you can and your pheromones come out. When are you even 19 years old? If I'm 17, I can do it. It's taking you so long to develop," he said. The longer I got more confused by what he said.

"Who are you, why did you frame me, what magic did you use to see the mirage's false appearance? Get me out of here!" I snapped again.

He was still chuckling softly, he thought I was joking. Instantly he stood up and roared like a wolf calling his flock.

Soon I heard a rumbling sound coming from behind me. My body spun, frozen, and saw a pack of wolves heading our way.