CHAPTER 31I knew I can’t ignore Gelo all throughout my life. He was my best friend in this town. Should I say we’re best friends though we just met a few months ago? But that’s what I feel! It doesn’t matter if he likes me. We can stay what we are after what happened.Gelo must be at home. He wasn’t the type of guy who will play basketball outside or in the nearby town. And of course, he wasn’t the same guy who will party all night and sleep inside his friend’s place. He’s a guy who is disciplined enough to go home on his own, without Nana reminding him.I was in my uniform when I left the house. Felix and Jay reminded me for the hundredth time that I should be at home before the evening arrives as if I’m a kid who wouldn’t listen to them. Maybe I am. Just a little bit.Gelo almost stumbled when he opened the door for me. He wasn’t expecting me to knock on their door, right?He’s wearing the men’s uniform of our school. He’s ready to go except for his hair which looked like tangled w

CHAPTER 33“Back off,” Mila told me. We paced backward, avoiding the werewolves coming for us. She held her machete and her eyes stared strong at the wolves. We’re being outnumbered. I don’t have the strength to fight any of them. I should’ve not gotten myself in this place at this time. The wolves started to growl, hungry for taste, and passionate for blood. I almost scratched my arms. My body trembled into fear. What can we do now? Mila’s a human; she doesn’t have the strength of a werewolf. I’m a half-blood who was not ready to turn into a wolf.I’m gonna die!“Catherine!” Mila screamed and tried to attack two of the wolves. We split. She’s on the right side of her house, in the kitchen, while I was in the living room with two other wolves trying to make me prey.Mila has a weapon. I don’t have any. I crawled backward as my eyes traveled back and forth to the wolves and to the things inside Mila’s house. She should’ve not left me alone. How can I fight these two alone?Werewolves

CHAPTER 35Royal blood means being part of the royal family. A princess, queen, or king. Hell no! My parents adopted me but I don’t believe I’m a princess of a hidden kingdom in this country. And there’s even no kingdom in here. Gelo must be wrong about what he was thinking.I looked for more articles on the web. Suddenly, I have this obsession with searching about the royal family, which were mostly in Europe. Some rules are deadly. For an instance, no one was allowed to touch a princess from this country or they’ll die. It is indeed scary to get myself involved with a person with royal blood but it’s crazier to think that I have royal blood.I clicked on my twelfth article for the day about the princes of this particular country. Why do princes in books be so handsome and hot while in real life, they're far from handsome? They don’t even look good. Why do ladies want to marry them? Maybe it’s because of the wealth and the power and not love. I only read these kinds of books for the

CHAPTER 37Nana successfully convinced my brothers to stay in the town of Dusk and Dawn. They also talked about Gelo being my lover. Nana helped to fix Gelo’s image on my brothers. She explained thoroughly that Gelo doesn’t have a bad intention for me. I thought we were going to leave this town. Nana was right. No one can predict and stop what’s going to happen next. It’s like a prophecy.“I’m sorry,” I told Felix when I entered their room. “I didn’t mean to say those things. We all lost Mom and Dad and I’m the worst person for invalidating your feelings.”Felix caressed my hair, then he kissed my forehead. “It’s fine. I’m sorry for shouting at you and almost hurting you physically. What you said broke my heart and made me think that I’m a worthless brother to you. All I did was to do my best to protect you.”“I hate myself.”“Don’t hate yourself. Love it just like how much we love you.” Felix wrapped his arms around me. “You’re right. The truth lies here. Mom and Dad have a reason wh

CHAPTER 39Gelo and I rushed inside his room. A gray boxer was lying in the middle of his bed. His face turned red after seeing it. He grabbed it and threw it inside the laundry basket which was also in his room.“I’m sorry for that,” he said, scratching his back. He must not clean his room that often. His pens and papers were scattered on her table. His television wasn't perfectly aligned to the wall. And his bed wasn’t even made up.“Am I here to fix your room?”“No, Cath. Is my room that dirty and messy? I thought your room was worse when we cleaned it the last time.”I’m guilty. He’s telling the truth. But I was just stressed at that time and I don’t have the thought of cleaning my room just like what he’s doing most of the time.“Why can’t we stay outside? In your living room.”“That woman was there. She might disturb us again. Isn’t it weird an adult woman is lying around and will stop the two of us from being too sweet?”“It’s weird,” I said. “Mila’s always serious back in her