Capítulo 31: Chapter 31: Tales of Werewolves

The birds, butterflies flew around the veranda. The place was surrounded by short coconut trees, elongated and flowering plants.

On the right side, there was a huge swimming pool and on the left side, deep well made up of bricks. In front of it was a small garden with roses and four chairs and a table made up of steel.

It was a beautiful mansion she never been to. Halora blinked her eyes thousands of times, counted for one to one hundred yet, he didn't let off her.

Sebastian was wearing a simple, fitted white shirt with black trousers. He wore white rubber shoes that were suited to the size of his body.

A gangster style of fashion in other words. "I... I can't breathe anymore!" Halora whispered. "Sebastian! I... I can't breathe now! Please, le–let go of me!"

Eagerly to breathe with ease, she touched his chest and pushed him away. But she never wanted to hurt Sebastian.

"I am sorry! I... I didn't mean to push you that way!"

"I'm sorry for hugging you without your consent but it is just my way to say sorry. Honestly speaking, I had never seen your body. I quickly closed my eyes when the towel fell into the floor when your right foot slipped out."

Finally, she heard the truth she had wished for. But she felt culpable for provoking the campus bad boy.

"You... You haven't seen anything? Are you telling me the truth?"

"Yes, and why would I look to your body? While in the first place, you are not my type." Sebastian giggled and touched his abdomen without knowing that he insulted her feelings.

Halora looked at him and listened to his genuine laughter. Instead of being heartbroken and rejected, she hit his chest and burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha!" She laughed horribly until Sebastian looked at her angrily. "What? I'm just happy that's why I'm laughing this way!"

Sadness shone in her eyes. For the first time in her life, she was rejected and her feelings were disgraced.

Halora knew that falling in love with him was only a punch to the moon but as time goes by, she was slowly learning to love him.

But, she has still time to stop it. The love she felt was only puppy love, an infatuation that will disappear sooner or later.

For a moment, a deafening silence embraced the veranda where they were standing at. Sebastian sensed something strange but he ignored it and kept it by himself.

"I'm happy to hear the truth from your mouth." Abruptly, she turned around on him and replied coldly.

Since she had found the ring, many things changed. Her confidence level was boosted, and her behavior slowly shifting from being pitiful, to kind and forgiving.

"I must go home by now!"

Immediately, she took the bag from the chair behind. She organized the glasses, then took the last bite of the cake served by the maid.

"No one is leaving!"

He closed his fists, grabbed her bag, and put it back on the chair. Halora wanted to go home before darkness plagued the sky. She wanted to rest, to take a long, peaceful sleep yet she was impeded to leave.

"What do you want from me?"

She seated back in her seat and poured the glass with the lemon juice. Halora needed a lot of fluid in her body as she had been swallowing her saliva.

Until she rolled eyes when he bent his knees and took a small, long thing from his pocket.

"Look at me, now!" He commanded.

"Why would I obey your order?" She teased him. She tested his patience until she moved her back closer to the chair when she smelled his breath.

Little did she know, he was an inch away from her face. He then opened the small pouch, put it into his index finger, and rubbed to her wound.

"I forgot to give you this, Halora. I thought of visiting you in your house but since you're here, let me treat it."

"You don't have to do that! And... An–and I know how to apply and treat my wound!"

She moved her face away from him but he held her chin tightly enough to make it hard for her.

By then, she suddenly felt weak and stagnant. She let him rubbed off the white, sticky ointment to her wounded cheek.

Sooner or later, the scar will have vanished. Sebastian blamed himself for what happened but most of the things happened out of control.

"Don't move! Ms. San Diego told you not to forget treating it but you ended up arguing with me!"

"I am not arguing with you! I am just telling you that I can treat myself!"

Halora has never been angry at someone else. She chose to forgive all of the people who had hurt her yet, it was difficult for her to resist the campus bad boy's charm.

"Close your mouth if you don't want to eat a fly!" Sebastian reminded her as she was thinking about the ring and how to prevent herself from falling in love deeply with someone.

Sebastian turned around on her and watched over the sky. It was covered with a yellowish color because of the sunset.

Before the dark came, Sebastian needed to be in the werewolf's hideaway which was located in the middle of the forest, near Hermione's house.

They had an important gathering with the elders and he must leave now. But, a part of him wanted to stay with her a little bit longer. He wanted to tell her about his identity but he knew, she would collapse or even have a heart attack.

"Do you ever heard about werewolves living in the forest?" Out of nowhere, he opened it up. He knew it would only bring trouble to their family but Sebastian felt, that he finally found someone who he could trust with.

Halora shook her head back and forth and replied, "Yes, I do. But I never had the chance to see even one of them! That's why it remained a tale until now."

Sebastian tilted his head. He was about to ask her another question when someone called his name, "Sebastian?"

He quickly looked at her and said, "Don't speak unless she asks you." It was a quick reminder for her before he faced the woman who appeared abruptly.