"Wait," Karen reached out to my hand, removing it away from the door. Her voice was laced with doubts and concerns. "Do we really have to do this? I mean, I still don't trust him." I removed Karen's grip away from me and smiled, helping her ease off her doubts. "So am I, Karen." I replied, "But we were already left with no choice. Don't worry, I'll make sure our conversation with the old man will be to our advantage." Then I clasped her fingers with mine as soon as my wolf noticed someone from the office heading to the doorway. I can feel every fiber in Karen's hand trembling. Holding Karen's hand in front of Mr. James was part of my plan. For him to know that his daughter and I are not going to happen. That my wolf was already mated to someone else. It is up to him if he still wants to give himself false hope. Meanwhile, Mr. James opened the door, looking slightly surprised to see us. "Please, come on in." he then enlarged the opening of the door for us. "Coff
Simon crossed his arms around his chest, his vampire senses heightened while scanning Jackson from head to toe. I, on the other hand, also sensed his emotion. I was trying to read what was currently running through his mind. He got out of his parent's house without telling me. And I'm pretty sure he did not tell Karen as well. Because if he did, Karen could have told me right away. "Wait." I cut off the serious mood when something cleared my worries and fears all of a sudden. "Does this mean the cops already found your parents?" Simon's expression also brightened similar to mine. "Is it true?" Simon added with an ear-to-ear smile on his face. Then he tapped Jackson's shoulder before he added, "Congratulations, buddy! It seems that the cops are more effective than us, vampires and werewolves." There was a flicker of emotion in Jackson's eyes, but it vanished as quickly as it had appeared. He changed the topic abruptly, saying, "It's going to get dark soon. Let's fo
"Toying with us?" Karen clarified. "You mean like he is letting us believe that his parents are still missing and deployed to an uncertain mission?" The three of us finally have something in common regarding the case. Karen rested her back with several long curve lines marked on his forehead. "If that would be the case, then we should stop this nonsense and confront him instead," she added. "But this makes no sense, Melvin. Why would Jackson let us do that? What kind of game is he playing?" "Well, that my friend, is what Melvin doesn't know yet," Simon replied. "But confronting him now is not our best option at the moment, right Melvin?" I nodded in agreement. "We must know what was going on first. Perhaps the Cyclops knows something about this. At least, that's what I believe while weighing the situation." Twenty minutes later, we parked the car a few meters away from the cave to make sure we could not give the Cyclops a reason to escape. The formidable s
I cannot afford to lose the monster once again. Now that we just witnessed and confirmed that he survived after the fall. It means to me that there was another hope for Jackson's parents to be found. Getting the monster to confess about Jackson's missing parents by hook or by crook is the only way we could get and point out the right answer. And for me to know what was currently going on with my best friend. Without hesitation, I shifted into my werewolf form once again and followed everyone in chasing the cyclops. At the moment, the situation goes according to plan. We plan to lure the monster outside so that we can capture him with the help of the vampires. Meanwhile, the Cyclops's monstrous size was leaving an easily traceable path making our pursuit simpler. The charm of the forest under the moonlight was overshadowed by a foreboding sense of danger. The wind whispered the tales of fear and hope to the leaves, which rustled surreptitiously as if relaying a coded message we bar
"We're already here." Simon broke the silence between us in the car. "But I'm afraid Jackson would be happy with the result of our mission." "I know," I uttered, my voice barely above a whisper. "But I highly suggest you guys should smile and act cool in front of him, okay?" As soon as the tired wheels of the car ground to a halt on Jackson's gravel driveway, Simon, Karen, and I tumbled out of the vehicle with a rush of pent-up tension. The chilled evening air wrapped around us, penetrating our clothes. Before we slid into the warm welcome of Jackson's house, I turned to the other two, my eyes wide and serious in the dimming light. "Remember," I added while glancing towards the home's glowing windows to ensure Jackson was out of earshot, "we need to keep an eye on Jackson. We need to be cautious about everything we tell him." Simon's eyebrows drew together, a look of confusion washing over his face, the porch light casting long shadows over his oftentimes too-honest features. "
As far as I could remember, there were around a thousand of us, werewolf guardians, including old and new, who were truly depending on that job in order to survive. It was in Alpha Draku's written rules that the werewolf guardians are the ones who provided the pack with safety. And that the tradition must be continued no matter who leads us. "So, what do you want me to do about it?" I asked them with my voice still filled with suspicious. Julian and Jelian exchanged glances. It was the kind of glance that is telling me that their moods lit up after hearing me somehow giving them the chance they needed from me. The main reason Julian and Jelian reached out to me instead of Karen is that none of them can convince her to help them. And I could not agree more with it. Karen hates both of them, especially Jelian, who once become my mate and caused her a lot of trouble recently. Seeing them within her range will only boil her blood. "We want you and Karen to help
My wolf doesn't know if I should be pleased by the news or not. Karen, on the other hand, was in high spirits upon hearing it. As far as I could remember, she once told me that her long-term life plan is to get rid of the wolf inside her. Now that the answer to Karen's grievances is already in front of her, I don't know if her first impression of Mr. James could have changed by it. "We will be conducting our first test evaluation tonight," Alexes added. "Once the outcome goes according to our plan, we will apply the serum to the rest of the prisoners." "How many percent do you think is the probability that the serum will be a success?" Mr. James asked on my behalf. Perhaps he managed to read my mind about the authenticity of their serum. And that is one of the factors that I want to know before agreeing to their experimentation. The assurance of the experiment to be a success. The monsters in this laboratory, if my memory serves me right, were as many as tw
"Do you think we can use Karen's alpha wolf to help us with my plan?" Jackson asked me despite our professor still in the middle of the class discussion. "What was that supposed to mean, Jackson?" I could not help but furrow. "Could you shut your mouth? Our classmates can hear you." "I mean, we still don't know what we were up against, dude. What if these men in masks were also werewolves? Or monsters just like those they created? Karen possesses a one-of-a-kind strength and power inside her, right?" Jackson's statement somehow confuses me. He barely cares about Karen or her wolf. But now he had his eyes on her, not just her ordinary wolf, but as an alpha. He pointed that out of the blue. "Fine." Jackson eased off. "I'm gonna shut my mouth. But we'll discuss this right after class, okay?" The final bell rang, signaling the end of another long day of classes. With heavy backpacks slung over our shoulders, Jackson and I trudged across the rugby field toward the