Chapter 2

[Leonard is a mCardiothoracic Surgeon. He had a secret, he is a European Werewolf. A child who was survived during world war]

Leonard Pov

I woke up on a wide lawn. I got up and hurried home to the house of someone who knew my secrets. Furthermore, I am a wolf, I am the son of Alpha and Luna. Not only that, but I was the only survivor of our group when the Germany bombed us in Arizona. I am a European wolf and my face is different from the American's.

I grew up hiding as a person, I'm 80 years old, but I look young. Werewolves age just like any other human being does , only slower. However, the most common understanding of how a werewolf will age is that we age normally as any human would into their twenties. Once we reach our twenties, aging slows down dramatically. The average werewolf can live up to 2000 years old.

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At six in the morning, I returned to the cabin after I had transformed as a wolf last night. I can control my transformation as long as it's not a full moon. But when the full moon came, I could no longer restrain myself. To protect my identity, if I was aware that the full moon was near, I went home to the forest and stayed there for a few days so that no one could notice my secrets.

When I entered the cabin, I saw Mr. Santos brewing coffee.

"Mr. Hammington. You're awake."

He suddenly looked at me. While he was holding his coffee.

"Oh, Leonard, how was your night?" He approached me.

"It's okay, Last night is the last full moon. So, I'm going back to the city today."

He takes a deep breath. Looks like he was tired. "I'm already old, Leonard. I don't know how long I will have to last in the world.'' He set his coffee down on the table and sat down.

"You're only 63, and you're not old." I answered him and stepped aside.

"You know that the human lifespan is much smaller than yours." He's drinking coffee at the same time.

I stare at him and I touch his both hands that were lying on the table. "Are you worried about me?"

"Yes, I'm worried about you. Were you aware that I'm always praying that you can find someone to take care of you and protect you. You're in the America and you know it's not your territory."

He answered me that something bothering his mind. That why I was shocked by what he said. He is the only person I trust. He is the Son of the man who saved my life. His father was a friend of our tribe. When the Germany bombarded us. My parents gave my custody to his father so that I could escape from death. His father raised me to grow as a human, and he was taught me to control my power.

"Wait, what's your plan after ten years?" He looked at me again.

"I will look for a new job again, and also I will change my name and age." I stood up in a sudden and I went to the basin to wash my hands and to prepare my things to go home..

I have been here in the America for over 80 years. I've changed my name and age four times. My previous job was a vegetable salesman, second real estate, third surgeon, and now I am a cardiothorasic surgeon. I am a doctor specialise in operating on the heart, lungs and other thoracic (chest) organs.

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~1 Hour later~

After I ate breakfast in the cabin together with Mr. Hammington, I decided before I go to the hospital, I drop by first in my condo. I wore formal attire. Black pants, and white long sleeves.

As I'm walking at the basement going to my car, I don't know why this girl that I'm following it seemed like she were out of herself because she looks scared, and I heard her whispering .

"Who is that?" She whispered herself as she walks faster towards her car.

I continue following her because my car was park opposite to her, but I don't have planned to touch her or to know her. That's why I wonder why she was scared. Though I'm not a bad person..

When I was near to my car, I decided to turn my way. As I turn, I was shock when she confronted me, and she slapped me using her expensive bag, I think it is Gucci bag. "Hey!!!! Who are you a stalker? Help, help" She shouted, while continuing slapping me.

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Because of her, action to, I covered her mouth so that she would stop shouting and no one could notice. "Why are you shouting? Who are you?" I asked her as I looked around to know if someone witness us.

After I cover her mouth, she stopped screaming, and I immediately lower my hand to her mouth.

"You don't know me? I'm the Queen of Goddess here." She stared me, like tiger stares, with her sassy tune.

I am remembering if I know her, but It's not.--- "Queen of Goddess, what is that?" I ask her, to know what is the meaning of that. But after she heard me, she was shocked by what I said.

She immediately stepped back, and she put her right hand on her chest. "What, you don't know me?" She is suddenly posing like a beauty queen in front of me but ignore her because she looks like desperate girl, flirting with men.

To end our conversation, I scolded her.--- "I do not know you."

I continued walking and pretending like she was visible to my sight.

But, it was ended she's still following me and mouthing me. "Hey, you're rude."

I already feel irritated to her, so I stop walking when I already in my car and I turn around.--"Can you please leave me alone? You look crazy woman yawning here."

She stopped in a sudden, and she pointed her finger in my BMW car while looking at me from head to toe like she was investigating. "Ah, is this your car?"

" Yes, why?"

"Ah, I thought you weren't from here. You don't look American." I saw to her face she was curious.

"Yes. I'm here earlier than you." I replied to her, stubbornly, as I got into my car and I left.

As I was in my car, I still hear her shouting outside.--- "Hey! You know, a lot of men come after me, yearning for a chance to be with me?! And yet, you have the guts to fucking ruin my day!" She spat at me loudly like she feels the tension on her throat.

Who is that woman? Am I late in trending?" I whispered to myself while starting to turn on my car going to school.

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A few minutes later, I arrived at the hospital. .I immediately got out of my car, carrying the books. While I'm walking going to my office, every nurses and patient that I met greeted me "Good Morning Doctor." with the same reaction as if there was an electric shock to their body. Every time they see me, they look like children because they always blushed and turn their selves immature.

Well, it's not my first time anyway, actually this is my daily routine.

By the way, out of the topic, I don't know if I can work well today. I didn't sleep well last night. How can I sleep if my neighbor is noisy? It's midnight, but they still partying. Theie voice was in so much pain, it seemed to be stuck in a small drawer. If I was only aware that my new place was so messy. I would never have left my old condo.