Chapter 5: Bloody Evening

Roxanne's Point of View

To say I am dead shocked is an understatement, right now, I think my eyes are just fooling me.

'What the hell is happening again?! Ho- how are these wolves slowly turning into HUMANS?! Is this the real punishment in hell?! Wait, why am I even in he-'

I wasn't able to continue my question as a giant dark wolf, as giant as two combined wolves, appears in all the carcasses of both wolves and humans. Walking with its four legs confidently as if he was the one who defeated them all. If I am not mistaken, perhaps the riotous growl came from him..... or her. Then with its mouth still shutted hardly, a VERY resonating voice with growls, if possible, began speaking inside him.

' I, ALEXANDER, ALPHA OF SILVER HELLENIC PACK AND KING OF MACEDONIAN KINGDOM, AM CONQUERING MOON ARGENTUM PACK OF ACHAEMENID EMPIRE! WHOEVER WISHES TO HAVE THEIR HEAD SEPARATED ARE WELCOME TO STEP FORWARD AND TRY THEIR AUDACITY ! '

All I could do was stare with an agape mouth, yet before I could return back to normal, the gigantic wolf began sniffing in the air, as if it just sensed another opponent coming . While the wolves and humans lying from my side started being dragged by the wolves, its army I suppose. Some were like out of their mind as they hassle here and there, rashing words and conversations and utterly forgetting me, their captive, in the middle of their dreadful battle arena.

Then, without me realizing, the pair of luminously electric gaze from the abominable dark wolf are furiously focused on me. I didn't need to meet them to tell that I am the target because my skin hairs are now rising. Shivering, I was about to shift to look for anyone who could help me but upon moving, the dark wolf was already ahead of me. Looking down so close that in any moment, it could just snatch my head.

This is the second time I am being a toy to a wolf so I was a little brave. I didn't shout, or should I say I didn't because I'm weak, then I didn't faint as well. But I just remained frozen and crying inside.

The surrounding noises are starting to dissipate. Yet my skin could feel another gazes adding to the feeling of utter exposure of my body. I pressed my eyes, wanting to replace this unexplainable creature in front of me. The wolves beside me are nowhere to be seen. Now, I feel like a deer being cornered by a lion king in the middle of a pathetic serene jungle. Where everything belongs to him and that, there's no other way than to offer yourself and let it eat you. My tears began falling.

'Why am I so unlucky? Why is this happening to me? I thought I was already in hell, but why do I feel like I'm still alive? And that I need to protect my life?'

I opened my eyes, just now, I feel like this wolf is just watching me.

'Can I tame a wolf? Or is it just watching me because it's analyzing a way to eat the whole of me?'

Slowly, I lift up my head. Then, here I am. Staring eye to eye with an abominable wolf that has two different colors of eyes. The other is blue while the other is red. Both are like having electric sparks inside.

' Isn't that heterochromia?'

Although I can't seem to take my eyes off them, they are so deep and beautiful inside that watching them made me forget who owns them. Tears again began to flow,

' I don't even know how to save my li-'

" AHHHHH! "

My shout came out unexpectedly as the wolf UNEXPECTEDLY turned into human. It changed so fast, easy, and unknowingly that I almost can't believe it. But witnessing the other wolves before, I couldn't say it's impossible.

HOWEVER now, I'm dead alive as the sight of a NAKED unknown man in front of me is unexplainably daunting. Without trying to take his appearance, I immediately shutted my eyes, his features just flashed like a quick flashback of forgotten memory.

" What is your name?" He asked suddenly. Voice still the reverberating resonant yet calmer than the aggressive one before.

I shivered, still not calming down even though I'm already facing a human rather than a wolf. And my mouth, I don't even know if I can answer him because I don't have any control on it.

Minutes past yet still, he didn't repeat nor change his question. He just remained standing like a statue while looking down on me, the silenced statue that is looking down at the ground as well. I tried to close my partly open mouth and I was able to. Then next, I gulped to have some saliva back to my mouth. I then began voicing out.

" Ro- roxanne si- sir." I stuttered.

Again, another batch of tears profusely flowed down my cheeks. The realization of not knowing where you are, not knowing who you're talking with, not knowing what's your tomorrow if it's death or still life, came all into me.

' It was just yesterday morning that I was celebrating how lucky I am to be eighteen yet... Here I am. Walking at the thin critical path between heaven and hell.'

The man lowered his face, leveling his mouth to my forehead. Then, he did something trivial that made me flinch. HE SNIFFED ME.

' HE PATHETICALLY SNIFFED ME! '

If I could just raise my hand and SLAP his fac-

" Where do you come from?" Came his another sudden demand.

I'd call it his demand since he put so much authority that I almost shiver at the coldness and resonance. Making it like a lethal question. And that not answering, even though it's not your choice, might kill you.

That's why even if my mouth feels so dry, painful and boneless, I did my best to answer him.

' Breathe Roxanne, god is still alive. '

" A-a -I am fr-from Phili- p- pines sir. "