My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
Meet with vampires

"They're new student exchange murits coming in today. I had the opportunity to guide them around the school" Onoval explained.

"Hallo sweet ladies. Introduce my name Petric. You can call me Eric like everyone else" he said.

"My name is Rin, this is my sister Lisa" I said introducing myself and introducing others.

"Hi..." Lisa waved her hand in a friendly manner.

"Hi too," replied Eric waving.

"Next to Rosse" I told Rosse.

"Greetings."

"Yes. Nice to meet you."

"And the last Sofia,"

Sofia did not say. He just smiled as he waved his hand. Eric immediately replied to his servant. Suddenly Eric turned around and immediately embracing Onoval's shoulder led him away a little from us.

"Oh... Jesus Onoval, they're all so sweet" whispered Eric cheerfully. I can still hear their conversation.

"Hey, don't mess with them. The redhead is my friend and the theme is my friend too" Onoval warned.

"Come on, you're so stingy. May I have one of them, whose golden hair is all. It's so cute" Eric said to Lisa. It seems he was tempted by Lisa's timidity.

"I'll kill you if you dare to touch one of them!" onoval. It surprised me.

"You're so mean to your friend."

"I know what's on your mind. You tried to taste their blood, right?"

Onoval's words this time made me very surprised. What does it mean to taste? The blood? Eric's a vampire, and he's planning on sucking Lisa's blood. No. gabe. I won't let it. This place is not safe for us. Although there are strict rules for all vampires not to suck human blood directly, there are still naughty teenage vampires.

"I will not suck his blood. I just want to taste fresh blood right from the source."

"A drop of one of them's blood comes out of their skin, you're the one I'm gonna skin!" resolute Onoval. He turned away from his friend and approached. "Come, go somewhere else."

"See you soon, ladies!" eric shouted with a smile on his face. But I also heard his voice. "May we meet again."

"Don't mind him" Onoval turned my head so I stopped glancing at Eric.

From his aura I could feel Onoval being very angry with his theme. During the conversation he had with Eric alone, Onoval sounded very protective of us. It touched me. However, Onoval is unlikely to be able to protect us at all times. There were times when he wouldn't be with us, at that time what if there was a vampire like Eric who bothered us? He won't come in time to protect us. Sofia and I might be okay. We can still fight them. But for Rosse and Lisa? They became easy targets. In order to protect their safety, Sofia and I have to be with them. Do not let them be far away and out of our control. That's the only way to keep them safe.

"I warn you not to meet Eric on your own" Onoval warned us.

"Why? It looks good" asked Rosse puzzled.

"Color she's a vampire."

"?!" Rosse, Lisa and Sofia are shocked to find out. That stopped their steps.

"Is that true? It's very difficult to distinguish. He looks just like a normal human being" Sofia said.

"You're not used to it yet. Over time you can distinguish them once past."

"He had fangs a little bit more than a normal human canine" I said.

"It's different from other vampires. He is a pure-blooded vampire and his family is very influential in this city. School rules can be bought. You guys know... He is free to do anything as long as it is not caught by the teacher or other school stap," explained Onoval.

"Well... The rules became skewed because of the money," Lisa let out a long sigh.

"That could already be. It's not fair but how else. No one likes money."

"What did he whisper to you?" ask Rosse to know.

"He's... Want one of you," Onoval said to surprise them.

"What?! One of us?" repeat Sofia with a face.

"I won't let that happen" I pulled Lisa in my arms. If that vampire were to touch Lisa, I wouldn't hesitate to kill her. I don't care who he is, whether he's a pure-blood or mixed-blood vampire, whether he's a ruler or not, if he dares to hurt my family and friends just get ready to face me.

"You don't be afraid. I won't let them touch any of you. If anyone dares to hook you, tell me immediately" Onoval said.

"You sound like you want to be a riding prince for us. Four princesses isn't it too much?" I said Nengoda Onoval.

With slightly red cheeks, Onoval turned her shy face away. "Ep... That, that. It's only natural. As friends we help and protect each other. Rin's my friend that means Rin's friend is my friend too"

"Are you sure you can protect us?" asked Lisa who thrashed away from my embrace. "Your friend is a vampire, and you say he's very powerful and powerful. He must have done various ways to get what he wanted. How can you stop him and protect us?"

Hearing the question left Onobval silent for a moment. "I know Eric. He wouldn't have dared to attack you if there was me."

"Why could that be?" cut me. "What is your mysterious status?"

"Mom, that's not it. Eric and I have been friends for a long time. He promised not to attack my friends" Onoval said, looking for an excuse.

I don't believe in the reason for this. It must be because of Onoval's identity that makes him able to threaten pure-blooded vampires. I'm getting curious who he really is? What kind of people do vampires fear? Sect monster hunters, huh? Sooner or later I'll find out.

"But even so he can still attack behind me, so I warn you to stay away from him. Don't always be in a quiet place. He won't dare attack you in the crowd."

"All right, we'll follow your advice. I don't want to be a vampire either," Rosse said, giving Sofia and Onoval a glance. "What's wrong? Did I have a wrong conversation?"

"Yes. Your fault, you wouldn't be a vampire if you were bitten by them" I explained.

"Eh? Isn't it always like that in the movies? Who's bitten by a vampire will become a vampire too."

"That's not true. Vampires cannot turn humans into other vampires after they bite their prey. Before, before peace. At night vampires will look for victims to suck their blood to dry. The victim will not be a vampire. He was dead, mummified and preserved for hundreds of years" Onoval said.

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