My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
Plan

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...Third person point of view...

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"Rin.." Sofia's not done talking Rin's been hanging up. "Basic Sherina...!!! I'd better tell her mother, "Sofia's looking for Rin's mother's phone number from her phone contact, after she gets as close as she can to him.

"Hallo Sofia, what's wrong?" cloey asked after raising a sudden call from her daughter's friend.

"Hallo's aunt Cloey, Rin called me on a public phone... He said run away again," Sofia explained in a nervous tone.

"What!!" hearing that Cloey rushed to run through her daughter's seven rooms, and sure enough Rin wasn't there. "You two are here, how can you let Rin leave this place? What the hell are you guys doing?" cloey asked the two servants he had asked to stand guard earlier.

"Sorry, forgive us Mrs. Morgen," the two servants apologized while bowing.

"We were alone here, not going anywhere" explained one of the servants.

"Yes. We really don't know how Miss. Morgen can escape, "the other one continued.

"That's it, I can't blame you. This Sumua was because the boy had too much intention to escape. Hm... It seems like this time he escaped through the vents "Cloey realized that when he saw the pile of tables and chairs that lead to the air vents.

"Ep... Aunt Cloey."

Cloey realizes that she is still connected to Sofia. "Sorry Sofia, I forgot you were still calling."

"It's okay."

"O yes Sofia, did Rin tell you where she went?"

"No. He didn't tell me, but he must have gone on a city bus."

"Thank you Sofia for letting me know. I'll have her father look for her and I hope her father will punish her this time!" Cloey disconnected the phone.

"Sorry Rin this is for your good," Sofia gave a slight creep when she heard the last sentence from her friend's mother. Sofia's gaze turned to look out the window. The night wind is getting louder and gusting storm clouds that are increasingly covering the moon.

"You two clean this place up and find someone to reattach those ventilation fingers" Cloey ordered the two maids.

"Good Mrs. Morgene."

Cloey went to her husband's office all day never to leave that place. Derek still finds out who the mysterious account owner has been spreading bad news about his daughter on the internet, and occasionally replies to comments to refute the allegations while convincing the public. Cloey came in after knocking on the door. She sees her husband still busy in front of her leptop. The food delivered this afternoon was not touched. Cloey could only shake her head to see it.

"What's wrong? How's that pouting?" derek asked when he saw his wife enter with a sour face.

"Did you know? Your son ran away again."

"Snow? Nice dong," said Derek without sticking his face out of the leptop screen.

"What a good thing!! Do you hear me or not?!! And stop staring at that thing!" Cloey angrily closed the leptop screen.

"Hey wait, I'm not done yet."

"Urus your son just finished this one!" Cloey pulled out her husband's tie while putting one of her legs on the chair between her husband's legs.

"Well...!" Derek looked at those high heels. "E... Sa... Dear. Hear... Listen to me first."

Cloey stared intently at her husband, still in the same position. "Explain what you mean?"

"Hm!" Cloey let go of her husband and I then folded both her hands on her chest while snorting in annoyance.

"Pease yourself, don't get angry. I've found a solution to this problem, and about Rin running away, I want you to spread this news among the servants and guards."

"For what?" Cloey raised her eyebrows.

"Of course to lure the fish out of hiding. I'll put on an interesting show at the press conference."

"But what about Rin? I can't stand watching my daughter suffer out there. Where will he stay? He couldn't possibly stay at the hotel after what happened today" Cloey said.

"You don't need to worry, our daughter is not a weak girl. He must be fine. I'll ask Mr. Li protected her directly and made sure no one knew of her whereabouts. For now we have to pretend we can't find Rin."

"I really can't guess your plan, but I hope it won't fail."

"I make sure it doesn't fail. You have to trust your handsome husband" Derek turned to teasing his wife.

One punch Cloey launches. "You won't be handsome anymore if you're thin as bamboo" Cloey handed her husband a plate filled with food.

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...First person point of view...

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The bus slowly stopped at a small town stop. My goal. I stepped down onto the bus that was almost empty by passengers. The light rain is still my friend. The night wind was piercing as he managed to touch my skin. My clothes were too thin for a night like this, a sky blue shirt with short sleeves and long black pants. I rubbed my hands together to shake the cold. During the trip I thought about my destination. There was one address that could help me and it was also just this address that I remembered. I usually keep someone's address in my log because I'm not very good at remembering these kinds of things.

I looked at my watch, it was 21:15. This small town is so good. I was forced to break through the rain to get to the address that I was seven. Um... Do they still live there? I haven't been to this address for a long time, it's probably been three years. I so slightly forgot the place, plus the area here has also undergone a rapid change. Some buildings and houses are not what they used to be. By relying on a few memories I set foot down the streets and alleys until I entered a small, dark alley.

When I was in the middle of that narrow alley I saw a black shadow slowly approaching. From the shape of his body I can confirm that the figure is a man. I was about to leave the alley again but behind me also appeared two figures of the same. This time I can't go anywhere. I was surrounded by three men, one of whom was heavily built. Loincloth... Looks like I went the wrong way, I even entered the thug area. With the situation as white as in a narrow alley with little light, the rain had not stopped, the cold was still enveloping and I had to be faced with these three thugs. Can things still get worse?

"Hey boss look, there's a pretty girl in the middle of the night like this."

"What does a little girl do in the middle of the night?" one of the men tried to caress my face.

"Stay away from me!!" I shook the man's hand with disgust.

"This little girl is fierce as well apparently," said another man.

"I happen to like the fierce. How about you come play with us? I can guarantee you won't be cold anymore" whispered this thug boss in my ear making me shiver.

"Oh... What if I give you a game that works for you? I sat on the bus for too long, maybe a little exercise can help me stretch my muscles, "I smiled as I showed my fangs and I think my eyes also started to change.

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