KLAY ROSERozen and I walked back to his house, I couldn't help but feel conflicted. Part of me still wanted to run away from this bond we had, but another part of me knew that it was meant to be. After everything that had happened, I needed someone to protect me and the kids from the orphanage."Klay, I'm glad you've decided to give us a chance," Rozen said, breaking the silence between us.I looked up at him and gave a small smile. "I just need some time to adjust," I replied. "I hope you can understand that.""Of course, Klay. I'll do whatever it takes to make you feel safe and comfortable," he said, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder.As we entered the house, we found out that George, one of the kids from the orphanage who had been bitten by a werewolf, was missing again. Panic set in as we realized that he could be out there, hurting himself or others."Rozen, we have to find him. He's dangerous in this state," I said, my voice shaking with fear."I know, Klay. I'll gather

KLAY ROSEAs we walked to our first class, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. I knew that my life was never going to be the same again. But I was also determined to not let it consume me. I had my studies to focus on, and I wasn't going to let anything get in the way of that.But as the day went on, I couldn't help but feel distracted. My mind kept wandering to the training sessions with Rozen. He was teaching me how to fight, how to use my senses, and how to tap into my inner strength. It was exhilarating, and I couldn't help but feel empowered by it.But at the same time, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was coming. Something dangerous. And I didn't know if I was ready for it.As I walked out of my last class of the day, I saw Rozen waiting for me by his motorcycle. "Hey," he said with a small smile as he handed me a helmet."Hey," I replied, feeling my heart race as I put on the helmet. I had never ridden on a motorcycle before, and the thought of it made me

KLAY ROSEI breathed a sigh of relief as we all made our way back to the house. It was just a false alarm, Trevor hadn't actually attacked us. He just wanted to scare us. I couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy though, knowing that Trevor was out there and had intentions towards me.Rozen noticed my worry and put a hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry Klay, we'll make sure you're safe. We won't let anything happen to you."I nodded, grateful for his reassurance. But deep down, I knew that I couldn't rely on others to protect me. I needed to learn how to defend myself and fight back. "Rozen, can you teach me how to fight?" I asked him.He looked at me with a hint of surprise in his eyes before nodding. "Of course, I'll train you. It's important that you know how to protect yourself."I felt a sense of determination and motivation wash over me. I was going to become stronger and be able to fend off any threats that may come my way. I thanked Rozen and went to bed that night with a newfound s

KLAY ROSERozen nodded, and we started walking again, our pace quickening. We didn't speak for the rest of the way, each lost in our own thoughts. As we entered the city, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over me. It was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, knowing that the city was back to normal and that the people had no memory of what had happened.Rozen broke the silence, "I'm proud of you, Klay. You did a great job helping the people of this city."I smiled weakly, "Thanks, Rozen. But it's not just me. We did this together."We continued walking, and as we passed by the shops and cafes, I saw people going about their daily business, unaware of the danger that had threatened them just a few weeks ago. It was a bittersweet feeling, knowing that we had saved them but also realizing that they would never know what had happened.As we walked further, we noticed a group of people gathered around a street performer, watching him juggle balls of fire. It was a s

ROZENI walked into the grand hall, I could feel the tension in the air. My father, the current king of the lycan, sat at the head of the table with a stern expression on his face. I took my seat next to him, trying to keep my composure as I waited for him to speak."Rozen, I need to talk to you about something important," my father began, his voice low and serious.I could feel my heart rate pick up as I braced myself for what was to come. "What is it, Father?" I asked, trying to sound as calm as possible."It's about Klay," he said, his eyes flickering with a mix of concern and disapproval."What about her?" I asked, already dreading what he might say next."I've been keeping a close eye on her, and I don't like what I see," my father continued. "She's a human, Rozen. And not just any human. She's the one from the prophecy."My heart sank as I realized what he was talking about. The prophecy had been passed down through generations of werewolves and lycans, warning of a human who wo