Times are becoming more modern. However, some people are still immersed in the mythological story of a werewolf. Especially after reading books and watching movies about werewolves. Some of them have the ambition to prove that werewolves are real and not just stories.
Sarah Lawrance, the beautiful girl, was running fast accompanied by two wounded wolves. Her body was flanked by the two fanged beasts. The blonde-haired girl ran on a pile of dry leaves, leading the two wolves away from the pursuing hunters who wanted to know about the werewolves. Many wolves had died in the forest because of their ambition to prove that werewolves existed. The hunter was one of the mythology students.
"Hide in the rock cave. You'll be safe there. I'll blocking them," Sarah said, looking left and right, communicate with them.
Sarah stopped running and watched as the two wolves continued to run. Then Sarah stopped and growled until her nails came out sharp. She clawed the backs of her hands and dropped her body to the ground as if she had been attacked by a wild animal.
"Sarah!" cried Katty.
Katty ran over to Sarah with her two male friends and a middle-aged man who was a wild animal handler. They were the ones who wanted to hunt the wolves in the forest.
"You are hurt. Is it all because of the wolf?" Katty asked worriedly.
"Yes. They are dangerous. We should go back. It's getting late." Sarah distracted them by leading them out of the forest.
Katty helped Sarah up and carried her out of the forest. Her two friends guarded her from behind with the middle-aged man named Jones.
Jones notices the scratches on Sarah's hand. Jones stares at the scratches and believes that they belong to a werewolf. He believes that one of the two wolves they chased and shot was a werewolf.
"You guys get out first and get your friend to the hospital. I lost something and I need to get it back." Jones told them to get out of the woods, and he went back in with the idea of continuing to look for the wolf.
"He never changes. I'm going to kill you one day," Sarah said to herself as she looked back and watched Jones go into the woods.
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The music was loud with a steady beat. Several bodies swayed to the beat at the bar as they drank. Sarah entered the bar with her sister, Mia. They were dressed in sexy clothes. Sarah stood confused at the door watching everyone. This was the first time she had been in a bar and seen people acting uncontrollably crazy.
"Come on! Don't be afraid. I've got you." Mia pulled Sarah's hand and led her into the crowd to meet her male friends.
Mia picked up two glasses of drinks and put pills in them. Mia smiled mischievously. She had a plan in mind that would be bad for Sarah later.
Mia came back to them. She gave one drink to Sarah and the other to her notorious pervert. Sarah had slipped a stimulant into the drink.
"Drink up. Only red wine." Sarah smiled softly, hiding her resentment towards Sarah, who was her adopted sister, taken from the streets by her parents.
The innocent Sarah drank the drink. Her body immediately felt hot, so she could not stop fanning her neck, which was the hottest part of her body. Sarah put the glass down on the table and went to the back bathroom. Sarah washed her face and watered her hands to reduce the heat.
"Drink!" Mia told Dave, her pervert boyfriend, to drink the drink she gave him.
Dave was busy with his rocking. He was already drunk with his girlfriend before Mia and Sarah arrived. Dave refused to drink and walked over to the table and put the glass down. Dave went back to his girlfriend and started rocking again. Mia looked at Jhon and smiled, she had another idea other than using Dave as bait to trap Sarah. Mia went to the table to get Dave's drink. But the glass was already gone. Mia searched her eyes and turned her body to see who it belonged to. Her expression turned to fear, afraid that her plan to defame Sarah in front of her parents would fail. She left her group of friends and searched the bathrooms for Sarah.
Mia visited each of the women's restrooms that were lined up next to the men's restrooms. But Sarah's form was missing from every bathroom. Her adopted sister was in the men's room. Sarah didn't realize she was entering the men's room because of the heat in her body.
Sarah came out of one of the men's rooms, still hot. A man with the same body temperature stood in front of her. The man looked closely at Sarah. He noticed that Sarah's face and chest were still wet. The tall, light-skinned man picked Sarah up and carried her out of the bathroom.
"Where are you taking me? Let go!" Sarah rebelled.
The man carried her out of the bar and into his car in the parking lot. The man drove the car in such a drunken state that he completely unbuttoned his light blue shirt. Sarah couldn't help herself, she felt the man's checkered stomach and kissed the man's broad chest.
The touch of Sarah's hands and lips intoxicated the man. The man turned the car into the courtyard of a hotel and took Sarah inside. They entered one of the hotel rooms with plaque number 123 at the door.
The man laid Sarah's body on the bed and took his wallet out of his back pocket. He placed the wallet on the table. However, his hand did not place the wallet perfectly on the table until it fell. An identity card with Ralfs Barack's name came out of the wallet. Excited, Ralfs ignored his wallet and kissed Sarah on the lips. He acted like a hungry beast that couldn't be controlled.