My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
Welcoming

At 16:33 Perchye came with a large parcel of fruits and roses as many days during my coma. That's a big rose bouquet. Where did he get that many roses this winter? His face that I so longed for was now in front of me, having trouble bringing what was in his hands. At the place of the fruit parcels on the table beside the bed and for the roses he handed it to me. I accepted.

"I'm so happy you've regained consciousness Rin. Every day, every time I think of you, expect your consciousness. Thank you for coming back" he said, kissing the back of my hand.

But I feel Perchye's attitude today is like his arrest. What's the matter? Everyone is in the waiting room next door except... My gaze was seven on Uncle Fang sitting on the sofa that was busy with his leptop. Is it possible that Perchye is afraid of Uncle Fang? Ah, I remember Lisa telling me that Fang's uncle had dragged Perchye and Onoval out when they first visited. I forgot that Uncle Fang actually knew who Perchye really was.

"Oh, yes Perchye. Have you ever met my father and aunt?" my many.

"No. Mr. Li prevented me from meeting them," Perchye replied softly as she glanced at Uncle Fang.

"Thank God," I breathed a sigh of relief. At least father and aunt don't know who Perchye really is.

"Why can't I meet my aunt and father?"

Aahs... Questions I didn't expect. I glanced at Uncle Fang for help but wouldn't it be more suspicious that Uncle Fang would not give an answer.

"Eh... That, that's 'cause." I was thinking of finding a reasonable excuse. Perchye's gaze waiting for an answer made me even more nervous. "Color... My father doesn't like me being close to a man. Yes, yes because of that. My dad said it's better to be important that school is just dating. If my father sees us close like this, I'm definitely not allowed to see you anymore."

"Then what about your aunt?"

"Aahs... That, that's because my aunt is a whistleblower," I said quickly looking for an excuse. I saw Uncle Fang holding back a laugh hearing my reasoning.

"Oh... I guess why."

We talked long enough. Every story is always interesting in my ears. Especially about him who just returned from the wolf man clan survival training ⁇ (Beta). As a potential successor to his training clan was much heavier than the other participants. During survival training he was not given any supplies. He really had to fight with his bare hands in the wilderness while on a mission. There are various equipment scattered in the forest but the location of the equipment is in a dangerous area. The edge of the ravine, the nest of wild animals, the swift and increasingly dangerous riverbed the more useful the place is also a tool that can be. But sometimes the participants prefer to seize these items from other participants. The fight may not be over. This survival training sometimes cost lives. Because it is the purpose of this training to form a strong and strong werewolf warrior.

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Week pass. Finally I was allowed to go home from the hospital, although actually my condition was much better after five days of waking up from a coma. But the doctor suggested staying for a few more days to see if I really had recovered.

The house that became my shelter from childhood until now is still like before. What distinguishes it is only this house is getting crowded. What used to be just me with my father and mother, now I have two families who become one, brother, my friends and my beloved pet Angel. Everything is more than perfect. The car entered the yard and stopped right in front of the entrance. A line of servants greeted me as soon as I got out of the car.

"Welcome home to Miss. Morgen," greet them in unison while bowing.

What-what's this? Not as usual. Is this why it's just mom and dad who picked you up from the hospital? I was looking forward to what was inside. Bigitu the door opened wide suddenly a confetti was launched towards me and along with it...

"Welcome home to Miss. Morgene."

I was surprised by their cheerful welcome. It's simple, but everyone who cares about me is gathered here. Pateras, Mitra, Lisa, Alan's uncle, Emely's aunt, Mia, Marry's aunt, Rosse, Jaseph's uncle, Tori's aunt, Sofia and Jimmy. They all greeted me with smiles. Right near them was a dining table with various dishes on it. It turned out that they were planning to make a dinner together. Not far from them I saw Uncle Fang standing right next to a large one meter tall gift.

I happily rushed over to Uncle Fang. I circled the box wondering what it was. Curious, I opened it. It was a giant teddy bear. Waw... Very unattached. I glanced at Uncle Fang with a flat face. Everyone knows I don't like teddy bears.

"Thank you Uncle Fang," I said expressionlessly.

"Ah... Excuse me. I gave the wrong gift. Here it is you," smiling uncle Fang gave a small square box made of wood yet long.

I accept it with great pleasure to return. I opened it right away. Layed in a red cloth a flute made of carved wood is so beautiful. This is just how I like it. I tried to play the flute, the tone produced was much more beautiful than most flutes I had ever played.

"Thank you uncle Fang. It's the best flute I've ever played."

"I'm glad you like that little wolf. Oh, yes Miss. French, how about you take the doll?" point Uncle Fang at the teddy bear that is still sitting sweetly

"really? Can I have it?"

"If you like it, you can have it. I remember not giving you a welcome gift like Miss. Hartley's."

"Gee... Thank you Mr. Li," cheerfully Lisa immediately hugged the doll that was almost her height when lifted.

"Already, already. Let's eat together later the dish is cold again," asked Aunt Marry.

We occupy each other's seats, beside my right mother, beside my left Lisa, next to Lisa Miterra and Pateras and next to Rosse and Aunt Mary. Beside my father's mother, in front of me Emely's aunt, whose left was Alan's uncle and his right Mia, who was next to Jimmy, then Jimmy's aunt Tori, Jaseph's uncle, respectively, Sofia and face off against Uncle Fang's father. Understood it?

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