My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf

My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
Pekhianatan Rosse


I jumped towards Rosse and immediately hugged her. "Rose... Hix... Where the hell have you been? We've been looking for you everywhere but never found you. What am I supposed to tell Aunt Mary if anything happens to you?"


"Take me off Rin!" Rosse shook my hand and pushed me away.


"What's wrong with you Rosse? Why has attitude changed this way?"


I was really confused by his attitude this morning. What had he experienced until he put such a face on me? His gaze seemed to hate me so much and did not want to see me at all.


"Don't make another show. I'm sick of seeing it. I already know that you guys are just pretending to care about me."


"What do you mean Rosse? What show? We're not pretending. What's the point of pretending anyway?"


"Don't act ignorant, Rin! All this time you seemed to care about me, worry about me, think of me as a brother. But in reality, it was all a back lie!! I know I'm just an ordinary human being, unlike you guys who have special powers. You must think of me as a burden, right?!! A useless person and can only ask for your mercy."


"Rosse, how can you think like that? We never consider you a burden. You're our friend Rosse. I've considered myself Rosse's brother. Why do you think we're just pretending to be you?"


"If you really care about me, where have you been? Why don't you guys look for me? You can still sleep well when I'm gone all night!"


"We're looking for you. We've circled this school a dozen times all over the castle grounds just to find you. Look at them," I pointed to Sofia and Lisa who were still asleep. "They didn't wake up because of your sleepy cry. And actually I just came back from looking for you. If you don't believe ask Onoval. He's looking for you too. He even threatened Eric and the other vampires in case they took you. Trust me Rosse. We really are not pretending. We really care about you."


"Stop crying Rin! Remove those fake tears. I'm really disgusted to see it!"


"What's? After what we've done, you still think it's all a lie? Rosse!"


["Please Rin, hold your emotions in check," Sherina quickly intercepted me. I was about to hit Rosse. "That's not her real self. Watch his neck."]


["Huh?" I didn't pay much attention to that. But right around Rosse's neck was a vampire bite. "Sign-of-bite? He has become the blood slave of a vampire. Ta, but which vampire?"]


["He's in controlled time. Looks like the vampire made us hate Rosse."]


["Well how do I bring Rosse back? If he becomes one of the blood slaves of the vampire, it means there is no turning back."]


["No Rin, there's still a way. Remember Onoval used to bite you but you weren't his blood slave, were you. We can get Onoval's rocks to remove the bite marks from Rosse's body. That way Rosse can get back to us."]


["You're right. Onoval might be able to help us."]


"Why? Are you gonna hit me? If you want to hit it, just hit it. I mean nothing to you guys' eyes either."


"Rosse, where have you been all night?"


"What cares about you? I was there last night, today, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I just came to get my stuff. I asked to move rooms. I don't want another room with you guys" Rosse packed up his things and was about to leave.


"No Rosse, don't go," I tried to resist yes but suddenly there was a flash of magic instantly attacking me. It made me bounce backwards. I'm still trying to stand up straight. "Magic power?!"


"You are great Rin. You can still survive my little attack. Goodby. Oh, aye. Thanks for all this time. I'm leaving." Rosse actually passed away while slamming the door.


"Aacs!" I slightly vomited blood from enduring his sudden attack. "Damn! He's already gained strength from his master."


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In the afternoon, I told Lisa, Sofia and Prof. Peter. The four of us gathered in the backyard that was rarely passed by others. To be even safer Sofia activated the barrier wall around us.


"I can't possibly see it wrong. There's a bite mark right on his left neck. Two red dots. And also Rosse can suddenly use magic. He attacked me when I tried to keep him away" I explained.


"Oh... How powerful is the magic?" ask Sofia curious.


"Lumayan. Enough to make me bounce and vomit blood."


"What?! You vomited blood. Did you have a serious injury? Is anyone sick? You should check yourself Rin," said Sofia Lebai as she pulled me away somewhere.


"Stop that Sofia! I'm fine," I pulled my hand back.


"Miss. Hartley to the point of gaining such power must have been his master was no ordinary vampire. Because as far as I know, a blood slave can only receive 20% of the power from his master" Prof said. Peter spoke his mind.


"That means there's no way that the vampire that marked Rosse is this school murite. At least the teacher or the school stap who is a descendant of pure-blooded vampires who can give such great power," said Sofia.


"But who? In this school there are only three teachers and the school is a pure-blooded vampire. I'll try to investigate them one by one."


"If it were one of them. What's the reason they did that? We never offended any vampires in this school. There's no way there's no reason they're doing it" Lisa argues.


"Yes. Even if he just wanted to find a blood slave, it is impossible for him to talk about Rosse to be hostile to us," I support my brother's opinion.


"Maybe he wants to break Rosse's relationship with the people around him" Sofia gives a reasonable possibility.


"If you want to break the relationship, just delete the contact with the person he knows. There's no need to incite him to be hostile to us" I conveyed my awkwardness to Rosse's attitude this morning.


"By the way it's about inciting, it reminds me of Sindy who once incited me to be hostile to you, sister," Lisa recalled the incident.


"When he attacked you in the corridor?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"Have you ever been attacked by that strange girl?" ask Sofia.


Lisa nodded while noticing the jewel that had turned purple in her pendant. "Lucky there's a protection magic from your mother that saved me from her."


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