
The heartache made Chiara not move much anymore. Disappointment, despair and anger made the girl only able to cry. His body shook due to his uninterrupted sobs.
Heart's hurt. He was lied to by the people he trusted the most. Why would Rein do that to her? He has no one else. Chiara felt left alone. Terrified. What should he do now? His life is ruined.
In the midst of her crying, the door of the room opened again. Chiara turned her head and found a middle-aged man with a distended stomach coming into the room. The girl tried to re-create. He knew what the man was going to do to him.
“Wah, seeing you cry until like that, means this is indeed your first experience, yes. Look how they tied you up so tight. Let me help untie you, as well as all your clothes,” said the man with a perverted face.
Chiara shouted and tracked down. But the man overcame her in such a way that the girl was difficult to move.
“Don't be too fight. You can hurt your beautiful body,” the man said as he began to sniff out Chiara's hair and nape.
Chiara's mouthpiece was successfully removed. The girl began to speak.
“Let go of me, you perverted Old Grandpa!” screech with a raucous voice. Tears still wet Chiara's face. But he refused to give up.
The old man began to strip Chiara of her clothes. Fear hit the girl. He did not want his body to be touched by this disgusting human. His heartache and anger were like accumulating into one. Why do bad things always have to happen? What's wrong with having to be this fate?
Chiara's anger was unstoppable no longer. Every touch of the old man in his body was like evoking his emotional cells to become so strong. He wants to destroy everyone who has made him suffer.
Chiara shouted loudly. A shout that was more like a roar full of anger, to the point of making the old man subconsciously stop his movements. He was shocked because Chiara's voice suddenly turned horrible.
Chiara's emotions continued to burn. He clenched his hands tightly together, then untied them with energy that came out of nowhere. The entire rope that wrapped around Chiara's body was shattered into pieces due to the strange energy boost that emerged from her body.
The energy also catapulted the old man's body until it was thrown five meters from the bed. The old man's body hit the wall and fell down on the floor.
Chiara got up from her bed with red eyes. He was controlled by his own anger. With gontai the girl walked dragged into the body of the old man who was about to rape her.
“What ... why did you .. turn into a horrible creature? Just go! Don't come any closer!” the old man's great-grandson trembled in fear.
Chiara realized that her right hand had suddenly turned heavy. He glanced at his hand which was now apparently overgrown with silvery-gray fur. The girl was stunned for a moment. He stopped and looked at the mirror next to him. She was no longer a weak little girl. His form has now turned into a silver-haired werewolf, complete with a sharp-finged snout.
Chiara took a few steps back in surprise. She then observed with her own eyes that her torn dress was now replaced with a thick fur that filled her entire body. In his right hand, a barbed iron mace clasped tightly, ready for use.
While sneaking around, the man tried to escape. Chiara noticed the man's movements and immediately roared furiously. Without a second thought, he swung the thorny mace towards the man. Chiara's attack smashed the man's head to pieces. The old man had not even had time to shout when he finally died in a terrible condition.
Chiara's anger was not at all resolved. He still wants to destroy something. The girl finally went berserk in her wolf form. He howled, roared, then smashed his thorny mace in all directions.
All the furniture in the room was smashed to pieces. Beds, couches, crystal lights, all shatter-shaped. The room turned dark as Chiara destroyed everything. Shortly after, the door of the room opened again. Unknown people Chiara went inside and saw the condition of the room that had been destroyed.
They were all so shocked when they saw a corpse with a crushed head lying covered in blood. Chiara was no longer there, replaced by a red-eyed beast.
“Diabos!” exclaim one of these people when they see Chiara. They all ran away while screaming about evil spirits entering the room.
Chiara finally stopped raging. He fell once more while staring at his two hairy hands.
“Diabos … ? I turned into an evil spirit .. ?” chiara groaned with a horrible hoarse voice.
The girl howled again. His fear grew, along with the anger of feeling that he had turned into an evil spirit.
Suddenly the glass window on the side of the room broke into pieces. Chiara immediately turned her head as the sound of extremely loud glass shards caught her attention. Two young men appeared from behind the window, then jumped into the room. His silhouette looked familiar. One of them had silver hair. Chiara immediately recognized the person.
“Al ... tan .. ,” hiss Chiara with her wolf voice.
“Kara?! Is that you? It's me, Kale. You've been missing two days from home. I asked Altan for help to find you. Sorry because I just came now,” said another figure standing next to Altan.
Chiara threw her gaze at the figure. And sure enough, the young man was apparently Kale, his twin sister. Huge tears trickled back down the face of the Chiara wolf. The girl did not understand what was happening. The whole thing feels so complicated.
“It's okay. Now everything is safe. I'll protect you, come here, Kara,” Kale said as he walked slowly closer.
However, Chiara remained terrified. He was betrayed by everyone. The girl could trust no one anymore. What if Kale also cooperates with those bad guys again? What if he's sold again? All of Chiara's fears and anxieties returned. Finally, when Kale was one step away from her, Chiara decided to run away.
The girl jumped out through the glass window without a second thought. Apparently he was on the third floor of the Venetian building. Chiara swiftly jumped over the roofs of buildings as if her body had been trained to do so. Kale shouted his name in the back, but Chiara already paid him no attention anymore.