I CANNOT believe that I decided to accept the friendship that Marcus was offered to me. Was my decision to accept his offer was right? I shook my head as I headed home. I can't get out of my mind that scene between Marcus and me where I decided to accept his offer to be my friend for the sake of my unknown past. Right, I just did that so I could get to know my past and no other reason than that. I can use him and when I know the things I want to understand, then I will avoid him again and throw him away like garbage. I can also use him as a bridge to my revenge. If he thinks we're friends, it'll be easy for me to find the wolves that I'm looking for. I will continue my plan with him and I will make sure that I will succeed this time. But I still can't bring myself close to him because I know there is a possibility that I feel the emotions I shouldn't feel. I cannot be attached to him or anyone else like him. I had to make that plan with no e

I STEP back as Volter's attacks on me. And when I saw the direction of his fist, I resisted there and I quickly grabbed his arm and I followed with a strong punch to his face, a way for him to fall. I couldn’t control the force of my attack so Volter went far from everyone's expectations.   I could see that Volter did not immediately stand up from his fall. I went back to the middle of the arena. Soon I saw Volter standing again. His eyebrows met when he looked at me, traces of anger and frustration were there.   I could see his aggressiveness as his teeth seemed to grit as he approached me. He quickly pulled out his nails and his fang. He used his speed to get to me right away. He attacked and tried to injure me with his sharp nails but I avoided that. He made a series of attacks, and I avoided all of them because I had studied his every move.   "Volter, stop!" I heard Father Trevor shout. Volter didn't listen to him, h

UNTIL now I still cannot believe that I am in the village of the wolves that I consider my enemies. I also can’t believe that I’m coming to this point where I can feel this feeling as if someone has accepted me fully, without a doubt. I’m still lying in bed because until now I still can’t move my legs because it hurts like hell. I also couldn’t stand up because of the soldering I was feeling. I didn't know there was such a thing as a poison that could be used on wolves like me. How do those vampires seem to be getting more aggressive? They were ready to kill me. Who are they? If those vampires were in the Mansion, who was the one behind this, who were they? Did Volter know what his disciples were doing? Lots of questions in my mind because of what happened to me. "Sister, Syrie." I shrugged, then quickly looked up at the girl who called my name. My face lit up when I saw Yena smiling, she wa

UNTIL NOW I still remember everything Marcus told me on the last day. Because of what he said, I was confused. I thought and asked all I had heard that I didn’t know what the right answer was. Even if I insist that maybe Marcus just said that to deceive me, there's a part of my mind that doesn't accept that. There’s still the confusion that I can’t get rid of. It’s like how much I still don’t know that I need to know about vampires, even the wolves. I sighed and then closed my eyes. I don’t know what I should think. I was afraid that my heart might soften completely with the wolves. As I take in this village, I feel sympathy for them. I can see the pleasure everyone feels that I also want to feel. "Hello, Sister Syrie." My eyes opened quic

I STILL DON’T know what I should think of the things I heard from Marcus and that man named Trigo. Should I believe them in everything they say about the vampire I consider my parents and what they say about them? The difficulty of that is because there is a part of my mind that says I should listen to Marcus and believe him.   I sighed. I quietly turned in front of the window as I sat on that bed. I feel fine. Actually, I can go back home but something is holding me back and tells me to stay in this village. I feel sad at the thought of leaving the place where I saw real happiness and the reception of wolves.   "How are you, Syrie?"   I turned to the man who spoke and was so shocked to see Colby there. I was surprised to see him there.   "Colby!" I was shocked when I mentioned his name. I didn’t expect to see him in this place because he disappeared from my mind. I forgot he was able to enter this p