"She'd be out in a few minutes," I said with a smile on my face, believing Razel stopped by to confront Felise about the training. His unexpected appearance in front of Felise's house could have told me a few reasons. It's either he did not believe me about helping Felise with her wolf so he visited to confront her about it. Or to stop her from seeing me because instead of the address I sent her for the meet-up, he went straight to Felise's house. But I cannot blame my stepbrother to think that way. After all, Felise is his everything. His first and last girlfriend. The love of his life. The reason he breathe and woke up every morning. And the light in his darkness. Three minutes later, Razel and I found Felise sneaking out of the house. I was about to greet her but my stepbrother preceded me. He even blocked my chest, his gesture to leave it to him. As the big brother, I swallowed my pride and let him greet his girlfriend. After all, I am the only one who turned
"Is that even a yes?" Razel clarified, even looking me in the eye to see my reaction, not that he wanted to make me feel jealous, but he was a hundred percent curious or confused. But because my helpless brain has no idea what they were talking about, I simply lifted the tip of my shoulders toward my stepbrother. "Let me think about it first, Razel," Felise said, her voice sounding unsure and disinterested. "I'm so sleepy. Can I get back to you by tomorrow?" "But tomorrow night is the day of the Grand Ball." Razel insisted, his tone even sounded forceful. "You heard her, Razel." I cut in. "Of all the people who must understand her current situation, must be us. She went through a lot earlier." then I shrugged and dragged him out of Felise's apartment. "But-" he blurted. "Let go of me, Ezra. I am not yet done talking to Felise." "Let her rest, you moron!" I brotherly exclaimed. "You'll not get your answer if you insist on someone who's not willing to talk ab
Most of the students, including Razel followed us outside, but Felise and I already shifted into wolves and run as far away from the ballroom as fast as possible. In the middle of our running, I began talking to Felise in a calm and soothing voice, helping her to focus on her breathing and stay calm. Minute by minute, Felise began to regain control over her wolf. Her urge to run and hide began to fade away, but we continued running to make sure no one could follow us. On top of that, I could not feel her overflowing rage compared to earlier. She then glanced at me with gratitude in her eyes, knowing that I just saved her ass from an undesirable and dangerous situation. "Thank you, Ezra," she uttered, her voice static. "I should be the one thanking you, Felise." I humbly said back. "You made one of my dreams come true - to join the Grand Ball for the first time." Who could have thought Felise needed to experience being humiliated before she could finally sh
"We're not yet done, Ezra," Razel said in a threatening tone. He even pointed a finger at me. "Better know your place. Felise and I are in a relationship. And you cannot change that." After letting out those words, Razel and his brothers evacuated the place right before Robert and his friends arrived. "Where is he?" Robert asked, his voice blazing in a fire. A threat next to a threat. That was how I can describe my wolf's current situation. My stepbrother just threatened me ten seconds ago, yet I believed another threat would come next. But, even if Razel treated me like shit earlier, he was still my stepbrother. And I am not going to sell my brother to them. So, I said, "Use your werewolf senses, Robert. Check every corner of the convenience store if I hide my brother inside." Robert bumped into my shoulder before he and his brothers went inside to see if I hide Razel. Idiots. What's the use of their werewolf senses if they cannot sense him despite the distance?
The worst part is that it was just the two of us in the middle of the woods. Our last encounter with a monster was with my stepbrother. If it was the same monster, I'm afraid there is only one solution for us to stay alive - to run as far away as possible and as fast as our wolves can. As I was about to reach Felise's hand, a huge black buffalo was making its way toward the deer, its predatory instincts activated. Felise looked at me in surprise, communicating with me silently. She knew what she must do. Felise prepared her claws and fangs, and with powerful yet graceful strides, she made her way toward the buffalo and deer. My wolf simply watched in awe as Felise approached the two wild animals. That this was dangerous - both animals were much larger than Felise in her wolf form. But I can see that she seemed fearless, slipping between the two creatures and outmaneuvering them. Soon enough, the deer and buffalo's heads were hers, and she proudly carried them bac
The next day, I wanted to ensure that everything would go smoothly, so I brought something for Felise to protect herself if my wolf cannot. Something that even an alpha cannot endure. "Are you sure you are going to do this? I mean, our situation was most likely similar in that we are feeding our meat to an unwelcoming group of werewolves." I uttered, trying to scare Felise for her to back out. Felise and I were occupying a rented car that was parked in front of the convenience store. She was seated next to me in the driver's seat. And I could not deny the fact that part of me wanted to go alone. That was why I tried to convince her not to go while she still has the chance. Once the engine of the car started, there will be no hopping off. Our next hopping off is when we reached the village of my old pack. "Don't worry about me, Ezra," Felise said, her voice sounding with enough confidence. "And besides, you already taught me the basics of being a werewolf. I can even occasionally en
The pack welcomed us with suspicion and made it clear that we were not welcome. The atmosphere becomes tense, and I could sense that Robert and his brothers were nearby. As we made our way to Dustine's house, Robert appeared out of nowhere, accompanied by his brothers. "What brings you here, Ezra?" Robert asked, his tone laced with anger and hostility. My wolf remained calm, despite the obvious threat, knowing that I had a task to take care of. "Get out of here, Ezra, and tell your stepbrother that his end is near," Robert snarled as he shifted into werewolf form. "We have no time for your dilemma, Robert," I said, my eyes sharp while looking at him. "Are you not contented I broke your bones the other day?" Robert rolled his eyes in anger. Still, his wolf chickened out and flashed at the speed of light the second I glowed my eyes in front of him. Then I smiled at Lance and the rest of the werewolf guardians who witnessed the incident. As soon as we got int
As the night went on, I could not help but notice having a hard time adjusting to the small share she had on the bed. She kept tossing and turning, trying to find a comfortable position. So I quietly sat up and placed my hand on her arm. She did not stir, giving me the chance to know she was already deep in sleep. I gently pulled her towards me, placing her head on my chest. Then I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close, careful not to wake her up. The warmth from my body seemed to calm her, and her breathing gradually become steadier compared to earlier. Once I settled her on my shoulder, I listened to the sound of her breathing. I was relieved that she was finally able to sleep soundly. But something caught my attention, and I could not help but stare at her face. We were so close that I could see every little detail of her features. The curve of her eyelashes, the dimply on her cheek, and the small scar above her left eyebrow. I had never noticed these