"Yeah," I said slowly in agreement and lowered my head. “You are right. I have no choice but to come back home when there is no one to believe in me in the first place.”“Right,” he said. “And there is nothing you can do about it.”He put his hand on my knuckles. He caressed my hand carefully, and I watched it discerningly. I am amused by the fact that he did not even try to avoid his gaze. He just kept watching me, and before I was uncomfortable. Now, I am clinging into it because it makes me feel safe.“But I am here, Elizabeth,” he whispered huskily, the reason why I lifted my gaze so I could see the glimmering sparkles of his red eyes that were hit by the sunrays through the window. “I am here beside you, because I believe in you.”My heart constricted because of the ponderous weight of his words. I slowly smiled at him to show that I appreciate what he is doing to me.“Okay,” I said again and nodded. “I don’t know if this is gonna work out, but I’ll try to understand what the futu

ElizabethDiego was the one who first knocked on the door of the house we encountered in the middle of the forest. I ventured my eyes in the surroundings and there were no pots for plants or even flowers. It is just a house… like it is not an expectant factor that a female being is living here. If I would live in this house, I would emblazon the place with many decorations, a garden in the backyard, and a puppy circling around the corner would make a perfect home.Hmmmm…I smiled at my imagination, visualizing a home that I can decorate with.“What are you thinking?” Diego suddenly asked in the middle of my amusing thoughts. I shook my head while smiling innocently. “Nothing,” I answered briefly.He would have asked another question, but it was too late when the wooden door opened up and showed a beautiful, young lady with a black lipstick. She was thin, but thinner than me. Her dress was black, her shoes were also black, but her skin is white like paper. Her black eyes glimmered with

Elizabeth I was enthusiastic as I looked at myself in the mirror. My emerald eyes were protruding, but the bruises from my body were still conspicuous. It is easy for them to be healed, of course. I just did not heal them, because maybe I liked the scenario where Diego was taking care of me the whole night.While thinking about how Diego revealed his identity without being angry at me, the touch of his lips against mine, and how he consoled me when I was lonely and cold, it softened my heart easily. Not to mention our heart to heart conversation in the eatery shop.That he would take risks with me as long as I do the same with him. That I should trust in him because my future is included with him.Then does that count in loving him in the future? I mean, I know that the more I would know him, it would not be impossible for me to love him eventually.So maybe... if we try to work it out, right? When I looked at my face in the mirror again, I was surprised by how I was smiling sweetly

ElizabethHe shook his head as if tired of fighting. I can now even foresee that he would be more under my dominance than I would be to him. I looked at the werewolves again and they were affected by my stares. I even saw the werewolves I almost killed by my fire element last morning that averted their gazes and continued training with their axes.“We’re here,” Diego announced with his grim tone. I looked in front of me and saw a huge red tent. There was also a bonfire that was barely in flames. Maybe they would make it brighter during the nights. Outside, there were huge men guarding the place, which I think are the powerful and stronger werewolves due to the authority across their faces, and they were also topless just like the werewolves in the habitat just behind us. One man saw us who stopped organizing woods, making him elbow his comrade and got alarmed by our presence until all of them turned their gazes at us. I also felt the werewolves’ stares from my back, guessing that the

ElizabethWhen I looked at the moon above, it was full and illuminating the whole habitat. My lips were a bit apart, but I don’t wanna look like I am afraid. I heard a dangerous groan from the direction of Diego, and dread crept into my heart when he slowly rose up above. It was not Diego anymore. It was a beast already. Its claws were sharp as dagger; its ears moving as if looking for the sound of delicious prey; its height is like a legendary giant. The werewolf’s eyes were red as blood. His fur was black like darkness in hell and the sound of its groan would dominate fear in every prey he would take.The werewolf howled as well as the others. He was howling like he is the king, while the other werewolves sounded like they are going to kill him but didn't have the guts to attack him. His eyes then drifted at me, my blood feeling drained.“Diego-“I was cut off when he groaned under his breath, his red eyes dilating and gnashing his teeth as if ready to devour me. He has become an an