Chapter 02: The Red avocado

Hana has a little friend and has a contract between us, they only see each other every weekend night. Hana calls him the red avocado, the nickname they only know together. Hana doesn't know when he'll show up, but she is sure the red avocado will arrive on time. 

Hana cleaned the dirt on her clothes and rummaged through the basket but couldn't find anything to please. It isn't good, even a complete set of clothes Hana doesn't have. She uses some water to wipe the bloodstains on her sleeves, but the effect is not good. If Hana let him see the dirty form now, the red avocado is her only friend, Hana afraid he won't like her anymore. 

A bold thought popped up in her thoughts. Mrs.Violet had a lot of beautiful clothes. Many times Hana watched her in colorful dresses. If she loses a set, she won't know. Thinking of the proud eyes of the red avocado when Hana saw it, she was even more determined with her decision. 

When Hana was a kid, she was often drowned in laundry water by Eric. So she knows which way that area is located. Hana escaped all the guards; there were only two more turns before she would arrive. From the side of the corridor, a rush of footsteps echoed again. There wasn't much time left, so Hana slipped into the back room. Hana breathed a sigh of relief; no one was inside the room. Waiting for the sound of footsteps to fade away, she wanted to open the door to step outside, and from behind, there was a man's voice.

"Stop, Violet," the other said.

"Don't you love me?" the woman said.

"But Mr. D. Bean will kill me," he replied.

"Right now, he's infatuated with the new magic," the woman said.

Hana kept her mouth shut, afraid that unconsciously she would make the two people inside discover her. When Mr.D.Bean was promoted to magic; he would shut down for almost a month until the desired result, he stopped every time his magic was promoted. He had no idea that his wife was having an affair with someone else during that time. Hana didn't go out much, so didn't realize who the man was. 

The two of them became more and more violent; the man tore off Mrs.Violet bright red dress. Pieces of cloth lay on the floor. The moan of joy being suppressed rang out; the surrounding air became hot. Hana opened her eyes through the aperture, only to see the sweaty bareback pressing Mrs.Violet white body underneath. Her legs were tightly wrapped around the man's hips. The sound of collisions every time they had intercourse embarrassed me, the first time Hana saw such a sensitive scene. Hana wanted to turn her face away, but curiosity got more and more curious. Mrs.Violet face was red, and her eyes became as soft as water. The whole of her body was covered with a layer of pink clouds, the satisfaction was revealed through each satisfied frown. 

The man forgets all his nervousness at first. He pampered Mrs.Violet red cheeks; they toyed with each other, stroking and pampering like true lovers. Mrs.Violet suddenly sat up, and she violently knocked the man to the floor. Her legs were stroked all over the body of a man, sounding like he was controlling his desire to catch fire. He lovingly looked at Mrs.Violet from the bottom of his eyes; no matter what she wanted to do, he was happy to follow.

Mrs.Violet quickly sat on top, her hand stroking the tall part and raising her head. In the blink of an eye, they stuck together again. The satisfying growl was trying to take them to a more excellent climax. Each wave undulating below seemed to be riding my mother on the clouds. The man grabbed the tall breasts and molded them, sometimes the sound of flattening again. Hana slowly sat on the floor. Frightened by the situation in front of her, her mother was having an affair with another man in her own house. (Does Mrs.D.Bean know this or not?) Hana tells herself. 

"You must let Eric get a spot at Scott Hall," Mrs.Violet said.

"Scott Hall only took three people this year; I'm not sure," he replied.

Mrs.Violet seemed angry, "If Eric doesn't get into Scott Hall, we will break the relationship,"

The man rushed to say, "No, no. Honey, I'll think of away."

Having spoken a few words to each other, they stuck together again. But right now, in her head just hanging around what the two of them are saying. Scott Hall Senior School - where students are allowed to choose werewolves magic. Their selection was strict, with Scott Hall selecting only 50 people a year across the QuansiA continent. Quansib is just a tiny landmass west of the QuansiA continent. The selection process is different each year; no one knows how they will take the test. If they were to get into Scott Hall, the family would naturally become the highest-ranking person on the continent. It seems that this man's background is not simple. Hana hunched over to look closely at her opponent when she discovered that he had a black dragon tattoo on his left shoulder blade. 

Waiting until two people left for a while, Hana dared to walk out. Hana returned to her place after she had obtained her mother's light blue dress. In the days that followed, Eric seemed to have forgotten my existence, and he might have been busy doing something else. A week has passed, but the red avocado still does not appear. He was never late, which worried her. But this is not as important as when Hana was over 18 years old, and the moon goddess has forgotten me. Hana doesn't have wolves and doesn't have magic. 

Rule of Quansib is extremely cruel to people like her. Hana remembers her engagement with Kristen; her hopes right now are him. Although Kristen is not the best in Quansib, for Hana, he is the only option. 

The secret training ground was in the woods, and Hana knew Kristen was training in it today. After taking a clean bath, Hana carefully shadowed herself under the water. The blue dress gave her a little more confidence. Hana waited for Kristen on the straight he used to go. From the back of the acacia tree, Kristan was elegant in a black suit, with slightly curly black hair, a tall skinny physique with a white complexion that only made him weak. 

"Oh! The fiancée is looking for Kristen," someone exclaimed.

Kristen expression turned cold, "Just a useless man. Don't even deserve to be a servant to me."

Hana tried to walk up to Kristen, looking for a place where the moonlight could reach me. The light was enough for Kristen to notice the difference in her. 

"Kristen. I'm Hana, your mate." Hana said.

Her chest ached; her heart was about to stop beating. Kristen is stronger than Eric; in 

Quansib came in 10th place. His kick swept her body away. Hana wiped away the dirty footprints still in front of her chest; it was difficult for Hana to steal the dress. Don't let it spoil; the red avocado has not seen it. 

"It's disgusting. Who are you to claim to be my partner? Do you feel like you deserve it?" Kristen raised her voice.

"But this was agreed upon by your father," Hana argued.

"As long as you die, I have the right to break the treaty," Kristen said.

"It's impossible. The moon goddess will curse you if you betray your oath," Hana screamed.

Kristen stomped his feet on her face, his eyes murky, unhappy, "Let's see."

Just like he said, Kristen threw Hana down the mountain. Everything is over, and that's what she is thinking about right now. For the first and last time, Hana realized the moon was red tonight.