Worst case scenario.

At this juncture, Devon was acutely aware that there was no turning back. He yearned to manipulate time, rewind the clock's hands, and prevent the recent events from unfolding. Perhaps, if he had foreseen the consequences, he might have rejected Kelvin's initial offer. Conceivably, he could have thwarted Kelvin from uncovering his secret, avoiding the chaotic situation that had transpired.

Regrettably, Devon lacked the ability to manipulate time or employ any such means to assist him in this predicament. Strapped to the chair, he found himself immobilized, unable to escape this awkward moment.

"Could you, at least, release me from this?" Devon implored. However, Kelvin shook his head, refusing his request.

"I understand... You aren't human. I'm still uncertain about your true nature, but I'm sure you possess more strength than I do. If you explain, you'll earn your freedom sooner," Kelvin asserted.

"Now, tell me... What are you?" Kelvin demanded.

"Very well... As you may have suspected, I am a werewolf... Do you hear me? Now, release me!" Devon exclaimed, struggling against the ropes but making little progress.

Meanwhile, Kelvin stood there, agape. 'So I was correct?' he ruminated.

Given Devon's transformation and the circumstances leading up to it, piecing together the puzzle wouldn't be challenging for someone like Kelvin. He had already harbored suspicions that Devon might be a werewolf, but now he sought confirmation directly from Devon.

Devon ceased his struggles as Kelvin lost himself in contemplation. "Even though you possess strength, it won't suffice to break free," Kelvin remarked as he approached. Devon stopped resisting, allowing Kelvin to untie him. He promptly leaped out of the chair, stretching his back and limbs.

It was then that he noticed Kelvin's continued intense gaze.

"Aren't you freaking out?" Devon inquired, surprised by Kelvin's composure.

"Freaking out? As if that would change anything. Besides, I have a major issue with you. Why did you keep such a significant secret from me?" Kelvin snapped, seizing the opportunity to scold Devon for his concealment.

"I...I was afraid... I thought you might distance yourself from me," Devon admitted.

"Really?" Kelvin retorted, still raising his voice. "Did you even think this through? Did you consider the worst-case scenario?" Kelvin questioned.

"Worst-case scenario? What do you mean?" Devon asked, perplexed.

Kelvin, thoroughly disappointed, had to facepalm. "Do you understand how dangerous it is to be around you?" Kelvin admonished.

Hearing this from Kelvin wounded Devon deeply. This fear, the fear of others being frightened of him, was precisely why he had kept his secret hidden. Some might even report him.

For a moment, Devon had believed that Kelvin might be different, having uttered such words. It stung to hear them from Kelvin himself.

Kelvin, however, had more to say. "Imagine... Just imagine, if someone else were in my position. What if you were with your sister when you suddenly went on a rampage? Do you think she would survive the attacks we witnessed on that footage?" Kelvin emphasized.

Devon felt remorseful, contemplating the possibility. What if he had been at home and had gone berserk? Would Lilly even have survived? These thoughts made Devon apprehensive about remaining close to others. He understood the reason for keeping his distance.

"Don't even think about it!" As though he could read Devon's thoughts, Kelvin was already aware of what Devon might contemplate next.

Taking a deep breath, Kelvin composed himself and proceeded to a table where various devices were scattered. He sifted through them and located a functional laptop.

"We need to address your situation," Kelvin stated, heading towards the exit.

"What can we do?" Devon inquired, following him.

"Are you prepared to do something you should have done long ago?" Kelvin retorted.

"What?" Devon asked.

"Research more about werewolves. If you had conducted thorough research, perhaps you would have discovered that chocolates are dangerous for werewolves," Kelvin pointed out.

Devon glanced at his hand. 'Isn't that your responsibility?' he wanted to retort. He had indeed conducted research, but it had led him to Kelvin, who hadn't provided complete information. Kelvin had only mentioned that werewolves had one weakness.

The two teenagers exited the room, heading towards another room that appeared to be Kelvin's actual living quarters, equipped with essential furnishings such as beds and tables.

Evidently, this was Kelvin's bedroom, whereas the previous room had served as a laboratory with a bed for sleeping.

Kelvin placed the laptop on the table next to his bed and tossed a white grocery bag to Devon.

"I thought you might be hungry, so I bought some meat for you, just in case you lose control again," Kelvin explained.

The scent of the meat had already wafted into Devon's nostrils, prompting him to tear open the bag and devour the raw meat voraciously.

Kelvin, though accustomed to witnessing more gruesome sights, couldn't help but feel unsettled as he watched his friend consume raw meat as if it were a gourmet meal.

[Health: 100]

Devon continued devouring the meat until his health bar was fully restored.

Fortuitously, there was more meat for him to consume, and he continued until the entire supply was depleted.

[Energy: 75/75]

Upon finishing, Devon's mouth was smeared with blood, which he wiped away with the back of his hand.

"Alright... I'm ready," Devon declared.

Kelvin resumed his position at the computer and began typing. Devon observed that he was transcribing their conversation.

"How did you become a werewolf?" Kelvin inquired.

Devon didn't hold back in his response. With Kelvin having already discovered the truth, there was no need for further secrecy.

After explaining the circumstances of his transformation, Kelvin asked about the extent of his newfound abilities. Devon then demonstrated his wolf claws.

Devon omitted any mention of the system, as it remained an enigma to him. Since he didn't fully comprehend it, explaining it to Kelvin was out of the question.

After a round of questions and answers, Kelvin stretched his back.

"I still can't believe werewolves exist. If you were indeed bitten by one, there's a chance that there are more out there, perhaps even a pack you could join," Kelvin mused, before returning his attention to the computer.

"It's time to search the web and see what information we can find," Kelvin declared, fingers flying over the keyboard.

"In case there's something specific you'd like to search for, do you have anything in mind?" Kelvin inquired.

"Could you look up information about werewolf abilities?" Devon suggested.

Kelvin typed the query and began scrolling through the results. They soon found an index of relevant information, but Devon's expression soured as he perused the entries.

"What... These seem like fantastical descriptions from movies. They're not what I'm looking for," Devon remarked, his face contorted in dissatisfaction.

"Can you elaborate on what you're seeking?" Kelvin probed.

"I can't explain it, but perhaps I can show you," Devon replied.

He stepped away from Kelvin and placed his hand on the floor.

[Summoning Shadow Wolf]

Dark shadows swirled around Devon, coalescing into a formidable, shadowy figure.

Kelvin tumbled off his seat, landing on the floor, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Devon... What are you doing?" His voice quivered with fear and shock.

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