Chapter 30

• Cassia •


”You’re a werewolf?” I questioned, stopping in front of Christian, he looked me up and down before making eye contact with me. 

“Apparently, so are you.” He spoke, looking bored. Why was he here? Did he need something? Last I remembered, he said he didn’t like me. 

“What are you doing here?” I asked confused, he looked around for a bit before smirking. Christian was also Asian. He had really dark brown hair and eyebrows. The cutest nose and full pink lips. He had a very muscular face which added to his cold look. 

“I’m here to challenge you.” He said leaning closer to me and smiling before grabbing me by the neck and throwing me to the ground. What the fuck? I was so confused on what was happening. He turned into his wolf form and jumped on top of me. Scratching my chest. I ignored the pain and used my strength to push him off of me. 

“Challenge me? Do you know who I am?” I questioned turning into my wolf form, my chest healing instantly. I mind linked him and demanded him to stop. I do not kill my own kind, unless I had no choice but. They were my own blood. I refused to fight him. 

He ignored me and charged at me again, he was able to knock me down. ‘Christian!’ I yelled, he ignored me once again and growled before biting down on my chest near my heart. I groaned in pain and looked down at him. Fuck! I growled and easily pushed him off. I jumped on him using all of my strength and bit down on his neck. 

Christian whimpered in pain and I let go. I turned back into my human form and watched as he did the same. He touched his neck and looked at me. 

“I’ve heard about you.” He informed, getting up and standing straight while still holding his neck. “My grandmother, she came from your pack.” He continued and I gasped moving closer to him. Did Kevin lie about everyone dying? 

“She escaped 200 years ago, she was the only one who survived, she hid herself in South Korean since it was closer to where the incident happened and there she feel in love with a Korean soldier who was human.” He told me, looking up at me and examining my face. 

“My mother was then born in 1824, she triggered her curse when she turned 21 by accidentally killing a human.” He continued. Yeah, sadly that was the curse of being a werewolf, once a pure blood turns 18, they become overpowered by rage which leads them to trigger their curse. The curse is trigger after they take a life of an innocent human.

“My mother also fell in love with my father who was a human, she gave birth to me in 1852. My grandmother used to tell me stories about you when I was a kid. She told me that you were the first werewolf and that you created them in order to have a strong pack but then something happened and you were gone.” I inhaled deeply and bit my wrist, moving towards him. 

“I was betrayed. Here, my blood will heal you.” I told him and he grabbed my wrist before drinking from it. “Why did you challenge me if you knew who I was?” I questioned and he looked up at me, letting go of my wrist. 

“I needed to know if it was really you. Your scent is different. It’s stronger. It was kind of hard for me to ignore it.” He explained and I nodded, backing away. Was he actually to tell I was a werewolf back at school?

“Is it just you three?” I questioned and he nodded. Both his grandfather and father were humans, which meant they died of old age leaving just him, his mother and grandmother alive. I’m surprised his grandmother didn’t have other children or his mother. Werewolves were mostly mated with humans. Only the werewolves knew about the mate bond. The humans thought they were just madly in love with each other. It was very rare for a werewolf to be mated to a witch but it does happen. Werewolves were also mated to other werewolves but barely since there wasn’t much of us. 

“When did you trigger your curse?” I questioned, he looked at me and then the house. 

“Can we talk more after we get dressed, I’m starting to feel awkward seeing you naked.” I rolled my eyes and walked towards the house. He was clearly not aware of how werewolves lived. 

He followed behind me and I opened the door for him to enter. “Wait here.” I told him and he nodded. I walked inside Kevin’s room and noticed him laying down, he was pale with sweat dripping down his forehead. 

“You haven’t died yet.” I asked and he ignored me. I moved closer to him and grabbed his hand. I took out his ring and gave him my wrist. He grabbed on to my wrist and bit down. I pulled away after he had enough and got up.

“You no longer have the powers of a pure blood and you are no longer my beta. Betray me again and I won’t heal you next time.” I told him, watching as he gained his color back. His wound healed completely and he sat up. 

“Thank you.” He said, I ignored him and grabbed some of his clothes for Christian. Hopefully they fit him. I left his room and walked into mine. I put on a tan loose shirt with white shorts. I walked back down and noticed Christian awkwardly standing in the living room. 

“Here.” I handed him a blue shirt with gray sweatpants and watched as he moved to take it. I pulled them away and smirked. He looked up at me and rolled his eyes. Noticing that I was staring at him. 

“Would you stop being a pervert.” I laughed moving closer to him. He took the clothes from me and put it on. 

“There’s no such thing as perverts when it comes to being a werewolf.” I told him, moving to sit down on the couch, he sat down on the opposite couch facing me after he was done. 

“I was 10 when I triggered my curse.” He told me making me sit up from my slouching position.

”10?” I asked, shocked. He was the first to trigger his curse so early. The youngest a werewolf had triggered their curse was 15. He was even younger. 

“My best friend and I were on our way to school one day. We were walking and play fighting with each other, he got to close to me and I pushed him away. I hadn’t noticed the car coming towards us until it was too late.” He answered, his tone calm and with a straight face. He showed no emotions at all. 

“I’m sorry that happened to yo-“ He cut me off and got up, making me get up also. 

“Don’t be. I have to go.” He said, walking towards the door. Okay. Why was he in a rush all of a sudden? 

“I’ll see you again soon!” I told him but he didn’t say anything as he left. He acted as if he didn’t care but he clearly did. Why else would he leave in such a rush after telling me his story?