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
Jackson suddenly glued his feet on the ground with several long curve lines written all over his forehead. "Do you think he knows something?" "What's going on, Melvin, Jackson?" Karen appeared in front of us. "Aren't we supposed to be on our way to the mission now?" I nodded. "We'll talk about it later. Let's go!" Then we all hopped into the cars assigned to us. In the middle of our journey to the abandoned factory, my wolf still felt restless. My wolf kept thinking about Alexes and the new Sheriff. And if my instinct was right, Mr. James might have something to do with their existence both in the laboratory and in the police department. Could they be the werewolves who Jennie sense back in Mr. James' office? What are they doing in the city? Their existence remained a mystery to me. No matter what they are planning for the city, I need to unfold them. My wolf needs to protect Karen and my friends from them - from getting hurt. Meanwhile, the moon shon
"Are you okay?" Jackson asked with his mouth covered using his bare hands. "You seem to be bothered out of something. Are you afraid of meeting something terrifying inside this tunnel?" The unbearable stinky smell of the mixture of rotten meat, seasoned blood, rust, and dust even gets stronger as soon as stepped foot into the tunnel. My wolf can barely concentrate when the unbearable stinky smell was blocking all my senses. "I'm fine," I said back. "We better get going so we could get out of this place as soon as possible." The old tunnel stretched out before us, its ancient stones shrouded in darkness. As Jackson and I cautiously made our way deeper into the tunnel, I relied on my heightened werewolf senses to sense danger lurking in the shadows. Something felt off, and a sense of unease settled upon us. The silence wrapped around us, suffocating, as if the tunnel held its breath, waiting for something to happen. The only sounds that reached my ears were the
"You guys go ahead first." Jackson enunciate. "Joseph and I will stay to get more evidence." "Are you sure about this?" Joseph complained. "Melvin is your best friend, right? Aren't you supposed to help him?" "We are already here," Jackson said. "We'll follow them once we could get enough evidence from those men in masks." Those were Joseph and Jackson's last conversations my wolf heard before I finally got out of the tunnel. I started the engine right away as soon as Glester settled in the car. The dim light behind us faded away as we blinked in the sudden brightness of the abandoned factory. And the air was heavy with a musty scent. Let alone the sound of our footsteps echoed through the vast space which resulted in my anxiety becoming more obvious as I continued my steps. The closer I get, the louder the heartbeats. "Do you think something bad happened to Melvin, huh, Ms. Karen?" Glester asked with worries and fears dominant in his voice. "Let's hop
"Jackson? Is that really you?" asks his mom. She quickly hopped out of the car and wrapped her arms around him. His dad also followed. No matter how hard I try to be pleased to witness a family reunion, I could not convince my wolf to feel the same way. Melvin was gone. He was the one who made this reunion happen. With his strong will to help his best friend, everything becomes possible. But now that he was gone, I don't know if a human like Jackson could think and do the same. I, myself, know that I don't have the will similar to Melvin. Since I turned into one of them, my wolf always depends on him even if he always convinces me that I am more powerful than him. "Of course, mom. It's me, Jackson, your son." Jackson replied, his voice shaking and his tears began pouring down his cheeks. "We're so sorry, son," his dad also burst out crying. Simon and I hopped out of the car and gave them enough time to reunite. Three hours later, one of the police officers asked us to clear the a
"I already did what you asked. That was the deal. Nothing more. Nothing less." Jackson said. It was evident from his voice the utter fury, irritation, and worry all at the same time. "You already started this, Jackson." says the person from the other line. I studied his voice despite the short words but my wolf could barely recognize the man. His voice was all static and he sounded like an AI robot. Perhaps he intentionally changed the tone and pitch of his voice to make sure Jackson could not recognize him. But what is Jackson have to do with that man? What was their deal? And what does he mean about what he said to Jackson that he already started it? Does this mean, Melvin was right about his best friend? That he is the traitor. "We can kill your parents any time we want." the man added. "Truth be told, they were in the dining room right now enjoying the food and drinks on the table..." "Don't you dare touch them again or I'm gonna kill you myself. I swear to
I enhanced my werewolf senses before Jackson could say a word. Even though I already know the answer to my question, my wolf was pretty convinced that he is going to deny my accusation. Jackson's eyebrows furrowed in confusion the way I expected, his eyes widening momentarily. He quickly composed himself and uttered, "What? No, that's ridiculous. Why would you think I know something about that?" I sighed, frustration creeping into my voice. "It's just that... you and Melvin used to be close. I thought you might have some information, maybe even a lead." Jackson's expression softened slightly, his eyes flickering with a hint of remorse. "I don't know anything about the incident, Karen. That is the reason Simon and I agreed to have an urgent meeting to find him. Similar to you, I was also saddened by his disappearance. But don't worry, we are going to find him. Just have faith, okay?" My heart sank at his lies. He has no plan of telling us the truth. "Faith, huh?" I