But from what I understand from the howl, he was signaling the rest of the wolves nearby about us. They were backing out and shifting their point of direction. "Des this mean wolves exist in this forest?" "What else could it be? We all heard the howl loud and clear. And as far as I know, wolves are aggressive types of animals." "Should we go back now?" "I dont want to die a virgin, of course, we must get back now. We could just ask the school to help the searching with the sun above us, not the moon." "Who suggested that we have to find Lance in the middle of the night? None even one of us holding something that can stop if we could meet anything dangerous in this forest." Those were some of their complaints while regrouping. None of them dare move forward anymore. "All right. Let's call it a night," I announced. "Thanks for coming, guys!" My conscience doesn't want to risk their lives for this useless mission so I decided to end the search and rescue o

Razel told me that night that Lance was trying to do something awful to Felise. That was the reason she got those bruises on her face and some part of her shoulders. And my stepbrother was simply defending her. But I didn't see her bleeding that night apart from Razel. If Im not mistaken, he stabbed Lance with his claws straight into his chest. The incident was fast. Fast enough that we missed a lot of things from the incident. We did not consider the crime scene. And I only cared about Lance at that time even if my wolf was well aware that their blood was flooding the ground. The first thing that came up to mind at that time was to get Lance's body as far away from the parking lot as soon as possible. On top of that, for Razel and Felise were gone from the parking lot before anyone could see them. "What's wrong, Ezra?" Razel asked without even moving his lips before he slid toward my spot. "Did you see anything?" he then pointed his gaze to the ground where my ey

"Do you think Isadora manage to hear everything we discuss earlier?" Razel asked. Similar to me, all our unified attention was focused on Isadora. I fixed my eyes on the steering wheels with several thoughts running wild inside my feeble brain. After all, Isadora was also a werewolf like us. Razel was right. Considering the distance between the house and the car, she could have heard everything we discussed earlier. But the one thing that intrigued me the most, was why would she run away instead of inviting us to come with her if she plans to save Felise. Isadora, despite a few months of being with us, my wolf still had no idea what she was up to, what kind of wolf she really is, what is her mission coming into our lives, and why would she claim to be her great great grandmother. Her story was completely ridiculous and too good to be true. Helping us fulfill the prophecy? Fuck this prophecy. We heard nothing such thing existed. Perhaps she made up that kind o

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Felise debated. "Have you forgotten, I was the one who invited them to come over, remember? This is not what we talked about earlier. Mom? Please, say something." Felise's mom cleared her throat before she gathered her thoughts, her guilt, and confusion were telling me that she was in the middle of picking sides. After a few seconds of thinking things, her mom finally spoke up, "Your dad's right, honey. Either of these boys deserves to be part of your future. With Aric, you will have a better future, not just as a human but as a monster. Ezra already knows that we don't like him to be your boyfriend. In fact, we already told him to stay away from you, but he didn't listen so we were left with no choice but to marry you with Aric." "Excuse me?" Felise frowned. "You want me to marry that old man? But I hated that man, Mom, Dad! If he will be the only man who remains in this world, I would rather remain single forever, Mom, Dad. He appro

"Then you left us with no choice, Ezra. Dad ordered us to bring you to the village dead or alive." Lance replied before he ordered his minions, "Beat him!" Without further asking questions, two of Lance's minions held my hands and legs. Hard enough I could barely move my body no matter how hard I tried. The rest of them began punching me in the face and chest. After a few minutes of beating me to death, they grabbed and lifted my body away from the place before anyone could see us. They brought me into one of the hallways behind the school building and continued beating me to death. A part of me wanted to shift into my werewolf form to at least expedite the healing process but it was already too late when my body was similar to a withered vegetable. Drops of blood are all over me after getting a few punches from them, specifically Lance. And they were all enjoying seeing me lying on the ground. "I think that would be enough, Lance. Our alpha told us to bring hi