Amante POV                      All werewolves have their spirit wolf. At some certain age, our wolves are awakened.  It is an essential part of our existence. It distinguishes us from humans. It is known to be the strongest part of our being. When in wolf form, our senses are heightened, our strengths tripled, and we can smell and sense our mate at an approximate distance. In human form, our wolf stays inside our minds, like some sort of inner ghost and/or in human language “conscience”. They are supposed to be our protector, confidante, and spiritual guide. A werewolf without a wolf can be considered a mere human. We are called werewolves simply because we have a wolf. Once the awakening takes place, it is very unlikely for a wolf to depart from the werewolf’s body, like souls from hum

Amante POV                      I carry my sleeping mate back to her room. Her body isn’t even cold even though she’s been in the freezing dungeon the whole night. Amaltheo seems to take very good care of Allyssa. A very dedicated mate indeed!                I put her down on the bed, and cover her with the blanket. She cuddles the pillow next to her. She looks content and peaceful in her sleep.                I notice her face still holds the beauty that mesmerizes me once, but I’m not sure if it is beneficial to me at all. She looks innocent and naïve. She has a gentle aura on her, comforting and loving.         &nb

Narrator POV                   A cute little girl can be seen playing unaccompanied in a vast array of lavender and chamomile gardens. She’s around nine years old or so. Although alone, she’s visibly enjoying herself running around with picked flowers in her small hands.                 Her silky, blackish, and long hair is swaying with the aromatic breeze of Spring. She’s has a fair and creamy complexion that complements the loveliness of her face. At an early age, one can tell she is born with immaculate beauty.                She’s wearing a pink off-shoulder dress paired with white doll shoes. She has a flower crown on her head. She’s adorable!          &

  Narrator's POV                    Aswang. Nobody has heard of them before. Unlike various shape-shifting evil creatures such as werewolves, vampires, and ghouls, these monsters are not well known in the world.                Rumors had it that they only exist in this particular locale, the fast-rising third world country of Leverland which was true at least some hundred years ago. Little did the world knew, they were slowly but surely spreading to different parts of the globe.                They are a mixture of bloodsuckers like vampires, flesh-eating beasts like ghouls, and shape-shifters like werewolves. They look like normal humans during the day.    &

Narrator's POV                  Allyssa had been staring intently at the bed inside her underground escape room on the campus. It wasn’t anything she had ever imagined. It had been past an hour since Mr. Guibert ushered her into her new room. She was instructed to strictly keep it a secret. From her room on the second floor of the building, a narrow alley was connected from her huge wardrobe down below an underground space.                 It was a rectangular, spacious, and well-equipped compartment. Coated with silver all over the place, she was informed about its perfection to defy against other beasts. It was modernly designed and high-tech in every sense of it. There were CCTVs around the campus she could access through the monitors on the top part of th