Thanks but no thanks  My eyes sailed quickly around when I heard crackles and footsteps from not far away, where I was. Lush trees and thick grasses surround me where a creature is hiding. I became alert and my system seemed to be in fight mode immediately for what could happen. I slowly step forward while scanning the surroundings because I knew in the dark there might be a hidden werewolf that for me is an enemy even in physical form, werewolves are just like me. I positioned myself as the crackle from the lush grass grew louder. I know that creature is coming and I have to be ready. I backed away when three large wild pigs came out of the lush grass ready to rush to have me as their dinner but I would not allow them to do that because I was not born just to be eaten by any creature.  I conditioned myself to change form. I wouldn’t be able to match them if I only h

Syria’s plan Vernon and Trina threw a lot of questions at me when I got home last night while Persuz was just quiet from the corner. But who wouldn’t care and be intrigued to ask if you came home wearing a man’s clothes and no underwear other than a jacket? “You seem to be thinking deeply, ah?” My mind seemed to get relax immediately. I turned to Trina who was wondering. “Oh? I thought you left with them, Vernon?” I asked. “I didn’t,” he said. “For sure they will hunt wild animals again and I prefer to wait for fresh blood.” From the race of vampires where I grew up, there are only a few of them who do not drink human blood and Trina is one of them. That’s one reason why I don’t want to go back to Volter. I can’t bear to see how they kill innocent pe

Kiss "HUH? SO, you did that, Syrie?" Vernon was shocked when he found out what had happened in my confrontation with Volter.I nodded. "I don't know why I believed Marcus in the first place.""But why do those werewolves want to kill you if they're already under the authority of Volter?" Trina asked.I looked seriously at Trina as well as Vernon. "What do you mean?""I’m just confused, Syrie." She paused for a moment. "If Marcus was lying, why did he kill those wolves from his race? Also, this is not the first time Volter's disciples have tried to kill you. If it wasn't Volter, maybe someone else was behind it," Trina explained, as she tried to connect the past incidents.I was speechless a

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. 

I SADLY looked at Yena that was quietly playing with a doll that I gave to her. I just saw that doll on my old stuff, so I decided to give it to her. I feel sorry for her because I know he misses her parents, just like I do. She’s been here two days and I know the feeling of being away from her parents even for just a short time. "Look, Sister Syrie the doll is so sexy," Yena said happily to me. I smiled. "It's like you, isn't it? You're sexy and beautiful" I said to her. "No, Sister Syrie, it looks like you. The sexy and the beautiful one." I fluttered at Yena's compliment to me. "Yena, do you have a brother or sister?" Maybe if those two werewolves I saw in the forest weren't the parents of Yena, they might have been her brother and sister. The child nodded while smiling. She's so cute. "My big sister's name is Rossa," she said. "She's just as sexy as you," he added happi