My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
Assault

"Yes. I was ready," I stood up immediately.

"good. Follow mom and dad to the hall next door."

I followed my mom and dad to a building I never entered. It was my first time and I was wondering what it was like. During the journey to the building I found the condition of this residence very clean, and we walked there like a slack like fear of being known by others. I'm not so messing around with that. It is only natural that my identity is kept secret from everyone except my family and some of the closest people.

The clan marking event on junior werewolves is usually done once a month right on a perfect full moon night. Everyone concerned will be present at the event. I don't know for sure what to do during the event because I never attended it. Only werewolves from their own clans were allowed to witness the giving of the clan's mark. I'm getting nervous about this.

Arrive in a special building for the purposes of the clan ⁇ (Alpha). I'm amazed. The hall is so spacious with rows of luxurious chairs on the left and right. A vast red carpet stretched out welcoming everyone who set foot in this hall. Right at the end of the red carpet there is a throne like a royal throne. I felt like I wanted to face the king alone, and the king was actually ayak himself. If this is a clan sign giving event as usual, it must be even more amazing.

"Well... Supposedly giving the clan sign at the full moon and today I'm just helping you change. But since your identity is kept secret, father will give you the clan mark now. There were actually some activities that junior werewolves used to do before obtaining their clan mark. First, they will all show their respective prowess. It's like a show, I don't think you should. Because I know your daughter's great."

Dad crouched down in front of me and then put his forehead on my forehead. I saw him close his eyes making me do the same. There was a warm stream spreading throughout my body. It's cozy. Suddenly I heard my father whispering.

"United soul, peace will be realized."

"What's? What did you just say? What does that mean."

After saying that, dad opened his eyes then kept his face away from me. There was a strange feeling surrounding me.

"The mark on his forehead is glowing. Is that bad?" mother asked looking confused.

"I don't know. I think it's okay. Are you ready to get your clan's mark and make a change?" ask dad.

"wait. What was that? Why did you whisper something to me?" I was wondering about my father's words just now.

"That's the voice of your destiny only you can hear it. Dad doesn't even know at all. Never mind, don't worry about it."

Dad pulled out a little dagger from his pocket. He injured his finger using the jasmine then applied his blood to my forehead forming a pattern and lastly one point right in the middle of my chest in a straight line with my forehead.

"By my blood as your father. With the name of my clan, I've passed it down to my daughter. Sherina Morgen, with this you have officially become part of the ⁇ (Alpha) clan. Submissive and obedient to your ancestors. Respect and love for your family. Hopefully after this you...."

KLETARRR ! ! ! ! !

The sound of glass shattering roared filled the entire room. Glass is everywhere. A large wolf pack barged into the hall. Father swiftly hid myself who is now hugged by mother from behind his body. The wolves were braking fiercely at us, exposing their sharp fangs. The extremely strong killing gaze made me tremble in fear. There were more or less a dozen wolves walking around trying to surround us. Sherina's hunch is right. There were other clans willing to break through the residence. Totally uncredited it turned out that they had managed to destroy the defense of the residence.

"What outrageous!!! How dare you break through the clan residence ⁇ (Alpha)!" snapped at the father with a sharp murderous look.

"Just give up Derek. Your residence has succeeded we surrounded. Actually I salute you because at a very young age you have been appointed the chairman of this ancient clan. But unfortunately you're not strong enough to keep your clan. Your clan will be destroyed in your own hands and our ⁇ (Beta) clan will be the only ancient werewolf clan in the night world. All new clans must submit to us" said the wolf who led the wolf army behind him.

"Don't say much anymore. Just leave your head, we'll be happy to give the royal funeral to all your family."

"Don't expect to touch my family! GROARRR ! ! ! !"

With a ferocious growl, in an instant the father turned into a huge black wolf and directly attacked their leader. The fight can no longer be broken. Swing claw, kick even until the bite is done to attack. Dad was quite overwhelmed attacking those who were very numerous. But I was so impressed with Dad. He was able to defend us from the attacks of those dozens of wolves. Mother pulled me away while holding me in her pulses hiding the mark on my forehead. I wanted to help my father but my mother's embrace was too tight to hold me.

"No I thought you were so good, Derek. But we have more!!"

Their leader attacked again but once a kick from the father, he bounced away hit several seats and ended up hitting the wall. The cracks in the wall clearly visible imprinted there. Most of the other wolves were horrified to see that.

"Parr....... You won't know how strong I am. I can still beat you all by myself even if you add more members twice!" challenge father with a grin and a murderous gaze that gets stronger.

"I don't believe that" their leader tried to rise with the rest of his strength. "Strike it simultaneously!" his orders to his other colleagues.

"Good."

They attacked at the same time. The roar again sounded along with the father replying to attack them. The movement of the father faster made them not given a chance to retaliate. I never underestimate his words. If he says he can beat them all, that's what happens. Seen-see father's strength is indeed much greater than the werewolves in general. I just found out. I have never seen my father fight using his maximum strength and I can feel that right now he is only using half of his strength. It was clearly visible from the look on my father's face that was still calm.

That fight left this hall space shattered. Some of them have fallen and others have run out of steam. Their breathing gasps with blood filling their entire body. Not like a father who still stands straight without the slightest injury.

"Do you still want to continue? I'll finish you all!"

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