My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
Fun is not Sofia

I cut off Dad's car. It felt quite far from their sight I was striking the gas at high speed. On a road that is fairly as clean as this makes it easier for me to increase speed again. Sofia screamed at me all the way. Hearing that I was doing a manuper in a few corners that made Sofia scream. One of his hands was clinging tightly to the seat and the other to the car door. We got to the yard an hour and a half early. I saw Sofia trembling in fear, her teeth were grinding I could hear, and her hands were still firmly grasping the car seats and doors. I just smiled as I stepped out. With her still trembling body Sofia came out and rushed into a corner to spit out her entire lunch.

"He, you still want to fuck me?" I said to Sofia who's still throwing up there.

"Look at Sherina! I'll pay you back!" Sofia raised her face, glancing sharply at me.

I don't care about him. Just standing in front of the door suddenly Angel flew and immediately perched on my shoulder. He must have realized my long-lost presence from his sight. Angel looks so good, her fur is so white and her body is a little bigger than the last I saw her. Angel I let go. He is free to go wherever he likes. But every morning the angel would stay on the balcony railing of my room or occasionally he knocked on the glass door to wake me up. When I open the balcony door he will fly into the room and perch in the corner that I have prepared a place for him to perch. He will sleep there until the afternoon.

I gently stroked his fur and it seemed like he liked it. Who feeds you when I'm not around? What is uncle Fang? I let Angel perch on my shoulder. I opened the door and stepped inside the house while calling someone I missed. I knew he would be waiting for me here. Mia rushed over to me when she heard my voice calling out to her. That smiling sweet face made me want to hug her tightly. I spread out my hands to greet him warmly in my arms.

"Rin where are your mom and dad?" ask Aunt Emely when she comes to us. Next to her is Alan's uncle, her husband.

"They're still on the road. Me and Sofia... Oh, that's the one," I pointed at Sofia who entered with a pale and limp face. He laid his body on a sofa.

"Sofia why are you? Travel drunk? Not as usual" asked Emely's aunt who was surprised to see Sofia so.

"..." - ".Sofia did not answer. He just pointed at me.

"Rin.." Aunt Emely's lyrics to me.

"Eh, hihihi..."

"You're speeding on the road again?" this time Uncle Alan spoke.

"No.." I looked away occasionally at Uncle Alan's face.

"You are a handyman to do it. Ha... This past week the residence has really been as clean as your presence. Usually every morning we hear your screams that are always bad luck. We all miss that a little bit" said Uncle Alan sounding like a mockery in my ear.

We waited almost two hours for my father, mother, aunt Marry and Rosse to get home. While waiting Mia told me a lot about her days in my presence. He was so anxious that he whined to see me at Mrs' house. Hartley. But now he has cleared everything. Aunt Tori and Uncle Jaseph also came after learning I was home. He was quite surprised to see the condition of his daughter who was lying limp due to vomiting earlier. But now the condition is much better after getting a warm drink brought by the waiter.

They asked me, how was my condition there? I replied, I am fine. No one knows that I am the daughter of the Morgen family except Cia's brother, Hanna, Rian and Tobi. I just remembered and immediately asked this to Aunt Tori. I'm thrilled to learn that Calsy is accepted and has worked at Vererosa's flagship boutique as a Black Ticket service wizard. I've guessed Calsy is definitely acceptable at the main Vererosa boutique.

Finally, the father's car and the goods car arrived. We all welcome them. Father, mother, aunt Marry and Rosse went out in turn. Rosse has a little cardboard box in his hand. It contains his favorite things. I waved my hand calling Rosse over. Everyone at home knows that Hartley's little family will be staying here.

"This house has not changed at all" Rosse said, glancing here and there.

"This house is a hereditary inheritance, it has not changed. Only once had the front hall been renovated about 20 years ago" I explained slightly. I pulled Rosse into his new room.

"Why? Did anything ever happen until it had to be renovated?"

Actually the front hall was once destroyed, in addition some sides of the house and garden were also damaged by the attack. It was the beginning of a full red war. I don't know the details, everyone I asked didn't want to bring up the incident again. Including uncle Fang who used to tell me a lot. That brief information I also knew from Uncle Fang who had accidentally slipped.

I opened the door to Rosse's room right next to mine. The spacious room welcomed us with all the full pre-furnish. Rosse saw a circle around the room that would later become his new private place. He laid his body on the bed with his feet still touching the floor. Rosse wagged his hand on the bed sheet for comfort.

I sat next to him and asked. "Hows it? Do you like it?"

"very liked. I never imagined living here one day."

"Here's your room key" I held out a key with a rose. I got the key from Uncle Fang and for the decoration I bought it before they came.

Rosse wakes up next to me. He received the key. He looked at the hangers of the roses with a small smile. Suddenly he hugged my body tightly while whispering in the ear.

"Thank you for everything Sherina Morgen."

"Just like Rossley Hartley."

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Her night. After dinner I went back to my room. I lay my body on the bed. I look at the ceiling of the room full of stars. Not felt, like just yesterday I was staring at the ceiling of this room. I tilted my head glancing at the mirror I had once broken. The mirror has been replaced with a different model than before. That's all that changed from this room. I turned my gaze to Angel who was perched on an artificial branch. He just finished dinner.

I remember the necklace I wanted to give her. I took the necklace and tried to put it on Angel. The red gem was so striking between its white fur. The first time she wore the necklace, Angel was a little uncomfortable. He shook his head a few times quickly. But over time he began to get used to the necklace. I'm glad Angel liked my gift. Now I can tell him apart from the other owls when he was flying outside.

I put myself back in bed and started to fall asleep.

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