His Name?-II

Rose’s eyes widened. Medicine? This was his medicine? She stared at the odd pill that gave her a mix feeling even just by staring at it.

She still remembered there was a time during her lesson with Starvos of him reminding her that werewolves are generally stronger than human. Whether it’s their physic and their immune body. This caused them to be healthy even if the humans around them are infected with an illness.

They don’t even get fever when season change or flu from allergies.

Dominic, who was born a dominant werewolf shouldn’t be experiencing any illness either as a child when he was supposed to be much healthier than anyone in his peers.

“I don’t know what I’m sick of either, so you can’t ask me what medicine it is, kitty cat,” Dominic whispered, holding Rose in a hug as he flopped down to the bed behind him. “Mother told me that I shouldn’t go out and that my illness will get worse if I ever step out like today. So keep a secret that I saw them fighting, alright?”

Rose sa