Chapter 7: Young Werewolf

THE NEXT morning, I got ready to go hunting in the forest. I can't remember when was the last time I hunted. I miss hunting wild animals and killing them. It's also one of the ways I practice and also it gives satisfaction to me.

"Where are you going, Syrie?" Trina asked when she came out of her room.

I adjusted the leather jacket I was wearing. “In the forest, to go hunting,” I simply answered. “It’s also been a long time since I’ve been able to use my ability to catch wild animals,” I added.

"Are you with, Marcus?"

I was silent for a moment and then shook my head. "No, I'll go by myself. I'm leaving, Trina," I told her.

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