Halora bit her lower lip while standing right next to him. She wanted to look at the woman from a distance but she remembered Sebastian's last words.
"I've been looking for you, son. Where have you been, huh?" She raised her eyebrows at him until she noticed Halora playing with her fingers.
She looked nervous, "And who's this girl?"
Sebastian rubbed his nape and replied stutteringly, "Mom, she's Halora! The girl that I've been telling you to... to be my tutor!"
She suddenly looked at him. Her eyes widened, her eyebrows moved up and down. She was trying to tell him something but Sebastian shrugged his shoulders and gave her a short smile.
"Good afternoon, Madam! I... I am Halora Chui and I want to be his tutor." She looked at her eyes but quickly withdrew them.
Sebastian's mother gasped and said, "Why don't you look at me, Young Lady? I won't bite you."
Sarah Woo was quite sophisticated. Her long, shiny golden brown hair, mesmerizing red eyes, perfect nose, and thin, crimson lips.
Her pale, fair skin matched with the color of her hair. Halora obeyed her order and tilted her head. "Forgive me, Madam! I... I thought looking into your eyes is highly pro––prohibited."
"It is, but I like your soft, yet powerful charisma Halora," Sarah paused. She knew there was something dominant despite her soft personality. "Alright, if that's the case then you can start today. However, there's one thing you need to keep in mind."
Sebastian tapped her shoulders and quickly ran to his mother. "No, not now mother!" He walked with her back to the living room and left Halora on the veranda by herself.
The wind changed, the butterflies have gone and the dried leaves floated into the water.
"Huh, that was too close!" Halora held her heart for a moment. She looked through the place until she saw the lemon tea on the table.
Out of nowhere, she felt thirsty. Every time she recalled Sarah's deep stare, she just wished to disappear in front of her.
Halora heard rumors about their family, yet it was all lies and tales. No one had ever proved to the public that their family was werewolves.
"Sarah Woo...," she mumbled, closed her eyes as she slowly seated to the chair beside her. Until she remembered that creepy night where she had lost in the middle of the forest.
– FLASHBACKS –
"Halora?"
"Where are you, Halora!"
She was five, innocent, and too young to be lost in the wilderness by herself. Her parents searched for her but she had found a breathtaking, abandoned castle.
Her little arms and legs brought her to the place where no one had ever been. "Mother!"
"Father!"
She called them yet, a cold breeze blown away her long, ginger-red hair. Halora walked into the castle, barefoot and scared.
The surroundings were covered with darkness, a gloomy sky, and cold wind. Until the ring on the ground shone and guided the shortest way to the castle.
Halora never knew that it was the ring she found in Sebastian's room. Since then, the ring had been following its owner and now that it has found the little girl many years ago, it will never be stolen by anyone from her.
"Wow!" She pushed the door with all the strength she has. Until a breathtaking sight welcomed an innocent, young girl.
The abandoned castle was surrounded by werewolves' portraits. The legends, the tales, and the most powerful alpha in history.
"Dogs are everywhere!" She exclaimed and thought it was all dogs.
Halora walked closer to the chair at the end of the aisle. It was covered by dust but there was one thing that shone and caught her attention.
"The ring!" She ran closer to it while chasing her breath away. Halora took it from the dusty chair and put it on her finger.
The ring sparkled, lightened up the entire castle. The torches were allowed by fire, the door suddenly slammed by the strong, howling wind and the ring guide her to the throne.
"Wh–what is happening?" A five-year-old Halora blinked her eyes upon seeing werewolves who bowed and praised her.
–
"Halora! Halora! Hey, wake up!" Sebastian tapped her face gently to wake her up.
Halora fell into a deep sleep on the veranda while drooling. She was carried away by the past she tried to forget.
"Where is your mother?" Sebastian turned around upon hearing that cold voice. "And who's that girl, snoring like a pig?"
Sebastian bowed his head, "She went back to the office father. And she's Halora, my new tutor! Mother will tell you about after the gathering."
Stevenson shook his head as he felt something strange to the girl who was snoring and her head was on the table.
"There's something odd about that girl, Sebastian. Be careful, but for now, we have to go now. Everyone must be waiting for us by now."
Sebastian shook his head but he never wanted to leave her that way. Despite the danger and risk, he looked at his father with determination.
"I'll drop her by, father. Since she's living near the forest," He took a deep breath until Stevenson raised his eyebrows on her.
"Please father, let me drop her by. I won't leave her that way here!"
Stevenson has no other choice to agree with his son's plan. He knew that it was too risky yet, he didn't want to be a cruel werewolf in the town.
"Let's go! We need to be in the hideaway before 7."
Sebastian nodded. He quickly took her bag and carried Halora as gently as he held a tray of eggs. After a long vacation, Greg had finally back.
He missed the Young Master who reminded the same. Bad boy, arrogant, and always loved duels and battles.
"This way, Young Master!" Greg opened the door as he helped him to put Halora in the back seat without disturbing her.
Sebastian giggled upon closing the door quietly. He looked happy seeing Greg after a long time.
"It's been a while since you drove me home, Greg." He tapped his shoulders like they were the same age.
Greg caressed his long, black beard while looking at him. "It would be the last vacation this year and I'd rather a server my Young Master than traveling by myself."
Sebastian went into the driver's seat and looked at the road. With a short smile on his lips, he said, "Shall we? The pack must be waiting for me."
Greg nodded and drove fast to Halora's house without being stranded in heavy traffic.