Even though I fell asleep early, I still woke up early the next morning. As I always do; I cleaned the house and cooked breakfast. If it used to be Manang who prepared Seniorito's food, now, I voluntarily arranged it on a tray. Manang entered the kitchen just as I finished. "Oh, Raya. You wake up early?" she commented and looked at the food I prepared. I saw her expression soften before she focused her gaze on me again. "I'll take it upstairs." I just nodded, even though I wanted to wince. She's the only one who can go upstairs, right? Manang approached me and carefully took the tray of food. She examined it for a moment before turning to me and smiling. "Thank you, hija," she said. I hesitated to smile back and scratched the back of my neck. "It's okay, this is my job." "Thank you anyway," she insisted, then patted my shoulder. She was about to walk away when I couldn't help but ask. "Manang . . ." I called. She immediately looked at me. "Hmmm?" "I am only wondering how yo
I was delighted and amazed previously, but now I'm anxious. Not because of the large school or my wealthy classmates, but rather because I felt like someone was keeping an eye on me. I looked all around, but no one was there. There are students who occasionally gaze at me, but it's not them who are giving me the uncomfortable feeling. Weird. "This will be your room," the gamma I was with informed me. I automatically looked around the room. I snorted when I noticed that they had their own world. Some are talking, some are sleeping, and some are studying. I want to laugh because I could not imagine that other awoo awoos are really modern now. I couldn't even tell which of them was my mortal likeness. In fairness, they also want a diploma. Come to think of it, does awoo awoos also need a college degree to become a waitress/waiter? That's how it is with us mortals. Just by searching for a dishwasher, they need a degree holder. Like, hello? What course is that? Bachelor of Arts in Bubb
"Do you really think you can escape from me?" I suddenly found myself cornered against a big tree. The scene happened in a flash. How he effortlessly chased and pinned me. I dropped my phone and my eyes widened, looking at the man in front of me. "S-Señorito . . ." I stuttered, calling his name; hoping he would come back to his senses. I caught my breath when he brought his face close to the side of my ear. I could feel every breath he let out. My knees wobbled when his tongue slowly licked my skin. Even though I didn't mean it, my hands dropped on his chest. "Your skin tastes different," he whispered. Then his nose trailed down to my jaw; he was sniffing my scent. "Señorito," I said when I felt his face on my neck. My grip on his chest got tighter. I am more and more weak with fear. My vision was getting dark and I was almost out of breath. The scene from earlier came back to my mind again and again, how he kissed the girl until he bit her. I felt him open his mouth. Even his f
Out of all the food I made, this one was the most careful. I am not sure if it's because of the several werewolves around me or the fact that Señorito was dining with me for the first time. It's like I suddenly became careful not to make a mistake."Are you alright, hija?" Manang was curious.I hardly swallowed the food in my mouth and then nodded. I noticed Senyorito staring at me but I never dared to look back at him. Manang gave me a small smile while Miro who was in front of me had a suppressed laugh.This freakin' dog."How about you, are you okay?" Miro asked their Alpha.I simply looked at Senyorito from the corner of my eye. He sighed before slowly putting down the cutlery he was holding. He rested his elbows on the table and looked at Miro seriously."As of now, I am. But unlike before, I don't know when I will lose control of my body again," he replied.Miro nodded. "They are looking for you," he said. "Can you handle it now for even a few minutes?" he added.I absentmindedl
Every heartbeat in my chest is powerful. In just a few minutes, the expected guests will arrive at the mansion. I almost went crazy with the possible scenes that could happen during their meeting."You should calm down," said Miro from my side, perhaps noticing my anxiety.I rolled my eyes. Yes, they assured me that they wouldn't leave me with Seniorito, but what if their guests get mad?If they bite, I will lose. What could my even teeth do against their sharp fangs, anyway?"Go to your room."My thoughts were interrupted when Seniorito came to the living room, where Miro and I were. Manang was busy in the kitchen preparing; she didn't ask me to help anymore because she said she could handle it alone, and I didn't bother anymore. Later, I might see blood there; I will run in no time.I suddenly raised my eyes to Seniorito, who had a serious look at me. "Yes?""Go to your bedroom. Then go out after the meeting," he clarified."Alpha—" Miro's defiant call was cut off when Seniorito tu
Even though I remained hidden in Seniorito's chest, I could feel everyone's tension. Little by little, my chest was filled with shame and worry. I don't know how to get away from him now. If I really wanted to be far away, his arm around my waist sent butterflies into my stomach. His scent gave me comfort. The reason why I don't want to distance myself.A chuckle brought me back into reality. "I don't think it is proper to treat your maid like that," said the mysterious man named Konnor.It was like I was hit there, so I automatically pulled away. I noticed the woman who was in the meeting standing up from her seat and staring at me. The Epsilon elders are quiet, but I can feel the weight in their eyes. I swallowed nothing myself.Is this it? Am I going to be the dinner of these awoo awoo?"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hug," I said. "I was just scared; I'm not used to being approached by people like you," I explained to Cleon's colleagues.I can't look at Seniorito. Now I am completely
Action or words.Which one is the heavier of the two?How can you believe their actions if it contradicts what they say? How can you believe their words if they don't match their actions? And how can you believe in their actions and words if you have your own beliefs?I let out a deep breath and watched the surroundings, we were passing by. I can't help but think of someone who was playing in my mind last night. His words, his actions, everything"You are now unusually silent," Miro interrupted my deep thought.I looked at him and struggled. We are on our way to school, and as usual, he's the driver. I returned my gaze outside the window and continued observing the surroundings."When I speak, you criticize," I stated. "Now that I'm quiet, you're still making trouble. Do werewolves behave like that?" I almost rolled my eyes again."I just want to know what you're thinking. You seem lost," he explained.My lips curled into a smirk as I remembered my last conversation with their Alpha.
Red is supposedly considered a lucky color, but to me, it suddenly seems unfortunate. If ever one's luck runs out, mine certainly seems to have done so now. I swallowed hard and tried to smile at her."H-Hello." I let out a raw laugh with a simple wave of my hand. "I study here," I explained, even though she didn't ask me.There was no trace of joy on her face, even though I tried to lighten the atmosphere. I noticed some of those watching us had joy on their faces because the woman was confronting me, while there were also others who were silent and afraid to interfere. I want to laugh because this time I can tell who is awoo awoo among them and who isn't."Stand up," she commanded.I took a slow breath as I was hesitant to comply. In the end, there was nothing I could do but follow. First, because she has a position. Second, because she has fangs. Whichever of the two she uses on me, I can't win either."What you naively did is something I will never forgive. If the alpha lets you g
The fear returned to my chest as Miro approached us; he was behind Konnor, locking each of his hands there. My attention immediately turned to Cleon when he slowly stood up. I was supporting him when he almost fell. Yes, I had a plan to let him die, but not this way. As much as possible, I don't want to be chased by my conscience, so even though I have doubts about him, I'm still looking for clear proof. Stupidity? Maybe that's what I have.My eyes widened as Cleon quickly grabbed Konnor's collar, followed by unleashing a powerful punch to his jaw. Konnor fell down, and the fear reached my chest because of the fear that he might retaliate against Cleon, but that didn't happen. He just grinned, obviously mocking."You broke the rules, Konnor," Cleon said deeply and firmly.Konnor smirked, then slowly stood up and faced Cleon. "I'm sorry, I just got lost, and I didn't know she was marked already."Cleon's jaw tightened as his vision darkened. Who will believe Konnor's excuse? I gasped w
I frowned the next day as I walked down the hallway of the building. I don't know if it's because I have Cleon by my side that the students I pass by can't look at me properly or if there's something really wrong with them. I just shrugged it off and adjusted my scarf while looking for my room.I still don't feel very well. Even though I was able to move normally, there was still heat that spread over my body. It also doesn't help that I'm with the alpha right now; I feel like I'm going to kiss him at any moment.I remembered our last conversation again. He denied my accusation against him. Although there was a trace of confusion on his face as to why I asked that question, he was sure of his answer. It was crazy, but there was something inside of me that held on to it even though my mind was against it.I was stunned when I entered the room and saw Aica in the front. I was immediately nervous when our eyes met. I was about to pay my respects, but my head was left in the air when she l
"What are you saying?" I asked Miro blankly.I have no doubts about he said, maybe because of the images I saw. All I want to know is how he knew all that. Why does he know about my parents?Since I was a child, it was not really clear to me what my parents were doing. I thought they were rescuers. Mommy and Daddy often leave every time someone comes to the house, and when I ask them, the only answer they always give me is that they will help someone. I have no idea about my mother's personality because the whole time we were together, she never showed anything different to me. We lived like a typical family.I raised my eyebrows when Miro gently undressed in front of me. Later, his chest was exposed to my eyes, and his wounds were healing. He met my eyes and took a deep breath."The wound we get from Alpha is no joke to us werewolves. It takes almost a month to heal, but because you treated me, my wound has healed a lot in just a few days. I could smell the witch blood on you the fir
Everyone was quiet for a few hours. Cleon, who was next to me, was peeling an apple while Manang and Miro were sitting on the three-seater couch a few meters away from us, watching. I was a bit conscious because I felt like they were all waiting for me to speak."Here," Señorito said while handing me the bowl with an apple that he had peeled.I accepted it without saying a word. To this day, the scenes I saw in my dream are still running through my mind. I'm not sure if that's true, but part of me believes it."How do you feel now?" Cleon broke the silence seriously.I tasted the apple before looking away. "I'm okay. It doesn't hurt anymore, but I still feel hot," I answered."Well, that's normal because you're in heat," he said, making my mouth fall open."W-What?" I stammered. "What do you think of me? A dog?" I couldn't stop speaking.I heard Miro's sigh and his faint cursing. Cleon quickly frowned while looking at me in surprise. He doesn't seem to understand why I said that."Are
Fourteen days. That's all I have to make up my mind. I groaned and snuggled up on the bed as the strong heat swept through my body once more. I was sweating profusely, and I was gasping for breath. I feel like I'm going to die."Can she handle it?" I heard Cleon's worried voice near me."She has witch blood. You know it, too. She'll definitely pass through this," Miro answered."Manang, call our pack doctor," Cleon commanded.Witch blood?Manang didn't answer; instead, I heard fast footsteps that I was sure were coming from her. Seniorito and Miro talked for a few more seconds, and I couldn't focus any more because of the heat that spread over my body. I feel like I have the flu and malaria.Damn. These dogs are very noisy."Ready the wolfbanes," Cleon said seriously."Are you crazy?" Miro shouted, obviously disagreeing with his brother's order.I felt something cold touching my forehead and neck. I slowly woke up and saw Seniorito with blurred vision. He was staring at me seriously,
I woke up feeling weak and nauseous. Slowly, I opened my eyes, and Senyorito's worried face immediately appeared to me. He sat next to me. I also saw fear in his eyes, and I don't know why."Are you okay? How do you feel?" he asked softly.My last memory of him suddenly came back. Even though I was weak, I quickly moved away from him, causing me to close my eyes when I felt the pain in my neck and shoulders. I stiffened in my bed and stared back at him with wide eyes."W-What did you do to me?" I stuttered.I saw him swallow hard. His jaw also tensed before he looked away. If earlier I was the one who moved away from him, now he is the one who has voluntarily retreated."I'm sorry," he whispered.I don't know, but I feel a little remorseful and confused by that. I have nothing to regret, so why did I feel that way?"I know you're scared. I can feel it," he said again.I frowned. Yes, I'm scared now, and maybe it's obvious on my face; that's why he's aware. I looked around and found th
It's late. I've been gazing at the ceiling of my room for a while, but until now I wasn't sure what was actually making my thoughts so uncomfortable. Is it my parents' death? The potential connection between them and werewolves? After I treated Miro's wound, I never left the room. Manang came to invite me to eat earlier, but I didn't join them either. I want to be alone to think. I sighed before slowly getting up. I felt thirsty, so I decided to leave the room. It was eleven o'clock at night, and the house was quiet when I went to the kitchen. I got some water from the fridge before sitting on the high stool. I continued my thoughts while swirling the water inside the glass I had strained. I just stared there, dumbfounded, while remembering some of the things Miro and I talked about earlier. *** "ARE you worried that you might be bullied again at school?" he asked, as I felt him looking at me apprehensively. I didn't answer. My attention was only focused on his wound while I put
I was unaware of how we got home to the mansion. I was just dumb the whole flight; even when we were walking into the house, I felt like a floating soul. The scene from earlier at school kept going back and forth in my mind.Do they smoke?"What happened? Why do you look so weak, hija?" Manang said when she met us in the living room.I looked up at her, not blinking or speaking. Later, her eyes widened when I quickly walked the distance between us and hugged her. I growled loudly into her chest."Manang... Señorito—" I let out a sob. "—he's even more crazy now," I said."What?" I heard her mumble while not knowing whether to hug me back or not.Miro's chuckle didn't escape my ears either. I looked at him badly. With each laugh, he held his chest as though it were hurting.I avoided focusing my attention on Cleon because my chest ached at the thought of his situation getting worse."Do you agree with that, brother? Your maid just made fun of you. Shit!" Miro's laughter echoed again."S
The coldness was sipping through my skin when I woke up. The surroundings are quiet; I didn't even sense any movement. Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw a white ceiling in front of me.Why am I here at the clinic?I groaned when I felt pain all over my body. Trembling, numb. It was like I was beaten by ten people.Well, I'm just exagerating, only about three.Two? Ah, whatever!My attention went to the door when a human entered. I was immediately stunned when Seniorito met my eyes. My memories gradually returned as to why I was lying here in the clinic.Wait, let me rephrase. Awoo awoo, not human.I want to slap my forehead because my craziness is kicking in at this time. I heard a sigh from him that got my attention again. He slowly walked toward my seat."Just rest," he said when I was about to get up.I feel like a fool with my elbow propped up while my body is slightly raised. In the end, I just dropped myself back on the bed and averted my eyes from him. I don't know why, but I