Chapter 3

I thought I was going to die, that I'm just going to be like my father, he died because he's not able to fight anymore, but when I slowly opened my eyes, I didn't saw any werewolf, instead it's another man, wearing a black soft jacket with hoodie, and with a black facemask. And that time, I didn't know if it's the effect of the last moon of March, but I was captivated by his predators eye-like.

When we reached the outermost part of the forest, from the moment he lifted me, he carefully put me down into a large rock.

"W-Who are you?"

"Did you saw the w-werewolf too?" I asked, but he didn't even move his mouth to answer me. I did my best to stand up from sitting, even though I still enduring those bruises and my left ankle.

"I'm asking you!" He stared at me blankly, I was about to go back to the forest when I felt his hand on my wrist. I was angry when I removed his right hand.

"Who are you?" 

"Why did you take me away inside the forest, huh?!"

"You can't even answer me if you see the werewolf too!" I started to cry.

"I hope you just left me. It's okay for me to die as long as I avenge the death of my father and mother!" I shouted, sat down again and put my face on my knees, while crying.

I was angry with myself because this was the first time I had encountered a werewolf, but there is no even a slightest drop of his blood on the knife I was holding. Gradually my crying became a sobbed as I felt the man's hands on both my shoulders.

"Stop crying. The anger you have is not enough."

I quickly wipe the tears on my cheeks, I was immediately ashamed of the weakness I had shown. I got up from sitting and quickly called a taxi. I was confused and shocked when he also entered, but instead of asking more questions, I just answered the driver's question about where I would be taken.

I wasted no more time after I paid the taxi driver, I got out of the car right away. Before I could finally enter the house I stopped and looked at the taxi again, but I was shocked to see the man leaning against the very door of the car with his hands in his jacket pocket.

"If you really want to take a revenge, train yourself to become stronger." His face was covered by the top part of his hoodie, until he lift it up and our eyes met again.

"Being brave is different from being strong," he said, turned his back at me then go inside the taxi.

When I entered my room I was tired of sitting on the end of my bed. I repeated in my mind the words the man had said to me. Yet I still feel intense frustration with myself. I looked at the table on the side of my bed where our family picture frame was. I stood up and took that.

"I'm so sorry Daddy, forgive me Mommy." I gently touched the frame as I stared on how happy we're there.

"I wish I can turn back time, wherein I'm not a clumsy kid of yours, that I'm already old when the tragedy happened, that I was already strong enough to fight those werewolves." I bit my lower lip, controlling myself to cry again.

"I m-miss you two." I hugged the picture frame.

"And what I've promised to you, I'll kill them!"

I woke up at noon the next day. When I came out of my room after I took a bath I found Kristoffer from the living room getting up from sitting to see me. He greeted me and helped me with the laptop I was holding.

"Good Mo—" He chuckles.

"I mean, a dull afternoon for my baby..."

After I also greeted him I sat on the sofa and put the laptop on the table in front. Today I will be more diligent in searching information about werewolves.

"What time since you're there?" I asked him while opening my laptop. He sat down beside me while smelling the tip of my hair.

"I just arrived there twenty minutes ago." I go to G****e when the laptop's already opened. Maybe I should focused now searching about their strengths and weaknesses.

I was distracted when he wrapped his arms around my waist and starting kissing me in my neck. I slightly move away my body on him.

"Kristoffer, I-I'm doing something, can't you see?" I said calmly, but he just ignored what I've said. I slightly push him away now.

"I said I'm having a research now." He grinned at me.

"Just do it later, baby..." I rolled my eyes and just continue what I'm doing but he suddenly turned me to him and immediately crushed me with a kiss. He bit my lower lip, causing it to loosen and immediately inserted his hot tongue.

"Fuck shit! Luna! Can't you give me a little time? Why it's always about the werewolves?"

"Wake up! They're not true. You're just making yourself crazy!" My brows now in creased. I stand up from sitting and face him.

"What's wrong with you, huh? Is it a big deal now if I don't want to give you a chance by that lust of yours?!" He ran his fingers on his hair.

"I'm just telling you the truth, Jane! Werewolf is just a legend, that's it. Stop wasting your time searching about them." I laughed in disbelief.

"If they just only a legend, why my father died on that way?" He just remained silent, I closed the laptop and pick it up, then stepped closer to him.

"The legend you're talking about, killed my father," I said with resentment in the tone of my voice. Even the policeman and those investigators didn't see anyone on the forest where Daddy was found dead, I know, I believe to my mother and everything that I discovered in Daddy's room, that it's was the fault of the werewolf.

"If you're demanding for too much time, then sorry Kristoffer. I'm not the right girl for you." I passed him and walked towards my room.