"Please, wait a sec, Ghino. I'm checking on it now." Edwin muttered back. While everyone in the apartment was busy checking and resolving the case of the first drone, I am also checking out my laptop if there was a malfunction. Or maybe my fingers had pressed some shortcut keys which I should not. I may not be an expert when it comes to computer troubles compared to Jackson and Edwin, but I have some knowledge that could fix some basic troubleshooting. Sadly, it seems that the case of the first drone was beyond my computer knowledge when I could find the issue and solution to its cause. I have already restarted the laptop a few times, yet the image that was linked to the drone was still dark. Technically, I believed that the problem was not the laptop but the drone. It may have hit some trunks of the trees as I moved it forward when my wolf heard the blurred sound of an explosion or a rustling sound of dead leaves. So, instead of wasting more time, I grabbed th
After a few seconds of scanning the entire forest, my wolf could not help but feel mesmerised after sensing hundreds, if not thousands of wolves that surround the mansion, already on standby. What surprised me the most was Roger. There was no special about him. His wolf was not terrifying, unlike Big Boss. Nevertheless, I could not sense the alpha blood that runs through his veins, yet he managed to gather this number of wolves with him. I don't know what their plans are but, somehow, it makes me wonder why Nathan did not join Roger's plan if they already talked about it. "We have a plan too. Well, technically, it was simply an easy one. But no one gets hurt, no one will die, and there's no need for thousands of wolves, aside from that I only have two more drones and one car toy left after you wrecked my first drone." I proposed and stationed the second drone behind the leaves of the tree as soon as I noticed its whirring sounds above us. They already wrecked our
My wolf did not even care if we could attract our enemies' attention. I have been running the mini-car throughout the mansion, keeping it hidden from the corners so it will not be seen but it's too late for me to realize that the wolves in the mansion would talk too. My plan aims to know Nathan's whereabouts using the mini-car and with my eyes. But because Roger broke my earbuds, I did not get the chance to hear everything. "Did anyone of you know where the basement is?" I asked my friends over the phone. Then, I put it on speaker for Roger and his daughter to clearly hear our conversation. "Dude, aren't we supposed to ask you that? We barely visit the mansion. Perhaps you already visited that part of the mansion. You know. When you and Nathan want a new and quiet place to do that thing." I could hear those continuous giggles from the background led by Jackson. "Guys. I'm on speaker. Mr Roger and his daughter are with me." I said back, partly embarrassed. My friend
"Ghino, don't listen to them," Roger advised me despite that he and his daughter were having difficulties getting closer to my spot. "I know Big Boss more than anyone. He will not allow anyone to join his pack unless they come from his own bite. A pack having two alphas will always be impossible." My wolf was already feeling apprehensive about where to take my side for. I started to feel regret that I led everyone, including Roger and his daughter, to their death. But what should I do? Think, Ghino. Think! There were supposed to be ten werewolves in total around the corner. Aside from that, my wolf could barely sense anyone's presence within the range of the mini-white house except the thirteen of us. No screaming from the distance. No other scents. For that same reason, it makes me wonder what was certainly going on. "He's too annoying. We better shut his mouth and offer his head to Alpha Victor. I'm pretty sure he'd be pleased when that happens." One of the wolves be
"Think, Ghino! Better think before Big Boss, Victor, or whatever his name is, and his ready-to-kill werewolves get back to the mansion." I uttered profanity to myself as my wolf puffed out a heavy load of worrying air from my mouth and nose. We already stayed enough in the mansion yet I haven't saved Nathan yet. Perhaps Big Boss and his wolves are on their way to the mansion, knowing it would be impossible that no one from his wolves with us had reported the incident. With just a tap of anyone's fingers on the phone, they can notify Big Boss about the surprising invasion. Not to mention I have seen only less than thirty wolves around out of the hundreds that I sensed before we invaded them. After buffing out the cold air, my preoccupied brain, little by little, started to ease off. All my senses were cleared out, eased off, and nothing was left but the continuous sound of impeccable silence, allowing me to hear the sounds of nature. The sound was too benign; deaf
Even so, the burnt-out skin did not stop me from trying over and over again. I have to get Nathan out of the mansion by all means necessary. By all means necessary also means even if it will cost my life. There is no way I could break the barrier with my bare hands, yet I looked like a fool on keeping on trying. Nevertheless, after a few attempts trying, my wolf still fails on breaking the barrier. My werewolf strength has started to drain and I can barely depend on my human strength in this kind of life-and-death scenario. "Just go, Ghino. Save yourself for me. Please bring them out of the mansion before Victor and his wolves get back." Nathan suddenly ejected a few drops of blood from his mouth. "No, I can't, Nathan. That's the problem. I can't leave you behind because of my fucking love for you." Along with the gritting of teeth, I clenched my head harder when my brain could not think of a better idea of how to get him out of the barrier. The powder of mountain
"Do you think you can defeat me, huh? You may be powerful now, Ghino, but I have been one for hundreds of years. Look around you." Big Boss announced with a proud smile on his face. His wicked laughter shivered through the hair on the back of my neck and then cascaded down on every corner of my backbone. Around us were hundreds of thousands of innocent dead bodies piled up and lying on the ground, all lifeless, including the students and professors in our school, my friends, Nadine, Edwin, and Jackson while Nathan was held in his right hand and thrown his body to his left hand again and again like a toy. Those hundreds of thousands of innocent lives had cut off arms and legs. Headless. And hearts ripped off. The colour of the sky reddened as it reflected the colour of the blood that flooded the surface of the earth. "They all died in my hands, Ghino. Did you help any of them?" his wicked laughter continued. This time, it sounded like a bolt of thunder and piercing lig
"How did you know about it?" I curiously asked Edwin, partly confused, surprised, and pleased. It already answers Roger's main concern about the safety of his wolves. Partly confused and surprised because I have been studying in the school all my life, yet I'm not aware there are tunnels beneath the school. My wolf and I have also witnessed a few renovations of the school but it never comes to my knowledge about the tunnels. Partly pleased and relieved because the tunnels were built beneath the school. In that way, we don't need to suffer googling or searching for one. And the distance from us every time we go to school is just one jump away. But what intrigued me the most was how Edwin knew all that. We've been close friends for ages, but he hadn't mentioned that to any of us. Or maybe we haven't talked about it. "Dude, you know that I'm a bookworm type of wolf. I love reading books anything that has letters, sentences, phrases, and paragraphs. It's in history. But I'm pretty sure