The full moon hangs high, and the forest is too quiet. All the qiē was buried deep in the night and dew, all life seemed to have disappeared, only the rough breath in his chest echoed in the empty forest, and Parker looked up to see the full moon in the sky, dripping with blood on his eyes.

Then, everything including the woods, the bushes, and the dirt turned red, and everywhere in sight was scarlet, and Parker began to feel irritated, and this oppressive color made him sneer.

He couldn't stop running, the roaring wind passed past his ears, the broken dead branches clicked and snapped under his feet, the sound of bones shattering stimulated his nerves, and an inexplicable excitement rose from the bottom of his heart.

Following the route of his memory, he found that he was so fast, and the closest family to the foot of the mountain was the family of the village chief, Uncle Sam, but why did they have panicked expressions on their faces?

Parker noticed Uncle Sam's neck suddenly crooked to the side, and his son and daughter hiding in the cupboard, looking desperate and angry. Oh, he recognized them, it was Sandy and Cole, and Parker wanted to greet them, but suddenly there was only a bright red in front of him, and he felt the crunchy thing in his hand, and when he squeezed it, the warm liquid that flowed out made him feel very comfortable.

The irritability in my heart seems to have decreased little by little・・・・・・

The morning light dewed, the milky white mist that filled the forest gradually faded, Parker rubbed his head and got up from a pile of dead leaves, and looked around in confusion, a bit of faint green was like jade under the golden eye, the branches were intertwined, dense layers.

Oh, what a nice morning.

But why do you sleep in the forest?

Parker really couldn't remember, he only remembered that he was ・・・・・・ last night, his eyes were dilated, if he remembered correctly, he seemed to see himself covered in hair last night, shouting at the moon like a wolf.

But how is this possible? I must be too tired to dream.

Parker didn't think much of it, packed up a few scattered prey and tools, and headed down the mountain.

There were a lot of people gathered in front of Uncle Sam's house, and Parker walked over to inquire about what was wrong, and the nearest neighbor who lived with Uncle Sam told him: "Sam's family has been eaten by monsters, what a pitiful thing!" I heard the wolf's howl last night, and saw such a big, tall werewolf from afar・・・・・・"

Parker didn't listen, he saw Uncle Sam and Sandy Cole being carried out, their bodies shattered, the faces of the neighbors around them showed unbearable, resentful, and fearful, and several of them even mentioned going to the mountains to fight werewolves and solve the scourge for the village.

The only old wizard in the village chanted a long incantation, as if praying, his old cloudy gaze looked at Parker consciously or unconsciously, and as he passed by him, his deliberately muffled voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, "Child, you smell of blood." ”

Parker had a splitting headache, and the scene in front of him seemed to coincide with a fragment of the dream, oh, Uncle Sam, and Sandy, Cole・・・・・・

Parker was very reluctant to admit this reality, but when the frightened eyes of Uncle Sam's family before death reappeared in his mind, he was still ready to take some measures, if he was really a werewolf, the village would suffer.

Legends of werewolves have abounded since ancient times, especially in this small village in the middle of nowhere, where werewolves are seen as cruel and bloodthirsty butchers and a great threat to human existence.

Parker didn't dare to ask the old wizard for the potion, but secretly collected the aconitum himself, boiled it into a thick black potion, and poured himself a bowl every day.

Naturally, these actions were hidden from his mother and sister.

Parker brought back clumps of fragrant wildflowers from the mountains to dispel the pungent smell of aconitum boiling in the room, and Julie teasingly asked if it was for Kanasha, to which Parker only smiled bitterly.

Oh, and if Canasha knew he was a werewolf, would she continue to love him?

A month flew by. Tonight, it's the night of the full moon again.

Parker used the excuse that he was uncomfortable, and locked himself in the room early, and by the way, he set up a large thick wooden stick on the door frame.

In fact, the closer he got to the night of the full moon, the more he felt an irrepressible irritability in his heart, and the aconitum herbal juice he drank every day seemed to become more and more strange, and those cloudy liquids were like flames, burning his throat.

As the night wore on, Parker lay on the small wooden bed, and the familiar and painful sensations came rushing over him.

His whole body was paralyzed, only his brain could feel the spasmodic twitching sensation, his nasal cavity seemed to be unable to breathe, and his chest had stopped rising and falling, and this unbearable torture made his eyes widen and widen again, until only a patch of scarlet blood remained in front of him.

This transformation was even more painful than last month, and Parker roared in anger and smashed his fists with both hands, and the small wooden bed shattered into pieces.

"Parker, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother, open the door quickly, what happened?"

Outside the door, the anxious cries of my mother and sister were heard.

Parker stood upright, and in the moonlight that leaked in, stood a burly, hairy werewolf, with green eyes shining with a deep cold light, and his nails and fangs showing sharpness and fear.

Parker raised his hand, smashed the window, turned over and ran up the hill.

I don't know how long later, when he lay on the ground exhausted, looking back at the path he had walked, the thick trees were broken at the waist, the bushes were trampled into paste, and the thick earth was covered with his deep footprints.

It turned out that the power of transforming into a werewolf was so powerful, but he didn't seem to be able to control the power, but he was controlled by the power・・・・・・

In the early morning, the moon faded and was left alone in the sky.

Parker woke up and rubbed his head, and found that he couldn't remember anything after the transformation, and he was shocked, and he didn't know if his mother and sister had been scared last night.

But when he got home, his mother and sister seemed to be completely unaware, and prepared him black bran bread and a small cup of home-brewed mead, as usual.

Parker lost his appetite after a few bites, "Mom, Julie, I have to confess one thing to you. ”

But before he could finish his sentence, the door was slammed heavily.

A panicked look welled up on her mother's face, "Julie, take your brother through the back door." ”

Julie nodded, and hurriedly pushed Parker towards the back door, "Brother, go to the mountains from the back door to hide for a while, don't let them catch you." Mom and I are the only ones you can rely on. ”

"Oh no, Julie, what's going on?"

Julie said as she walked, "Mom and I know about you as a werewolf, no, it's not just us, the whole village knows." Last night, the next-door neighbor saw you transform and sued the new village chief and the old wizard, saying that Uncle Sam's family was killed by you. They have already come once last night and said they are going to burn you. ”

The knock on the door grew more and more urgent, and Parker felt the pain of a lightning strike in his head.

Did the whole village ・・・・・・ know? And that includes Kanasha?

"How so? No, Julie, I can't go. ”

"Brother, it's you who they're going to arrest, don't worry, my mother and I are fine."

Seeing that Parker was still hesitating, Julie pushed him hard, "Brother, please, go quickly!" ”

As Parker ran back up the hill, he heard the wooden door slammed open, followed by the shouting and crying of his mother and sister.

He closed his eyes tightly and reluctantly forgot all the sounds.

After spending a few days in the forest, Parker occasionally encountered several groups of searchers, all of whom looked very nervous, and their eyes flashed with wariness and hatred.

"You know what? I heard that Parker's mother and sister were going to be burned at the stake tonight. ”

"Is this the decision of the village chief and the wizard?"

"Of course, who made a monster in their house? What a tragic death for Sam's family. ”

"yes, yes, anyone who has anything to do with that monster must be put to death so that the village can be safe."

After they left, Parker was stunned for a long time before coming to his senses.

Mother, sister, no, it's not their fault! Why do this to them!

The village chief, the wizard, and the neighbors, all of them are usually gentle and polite, why did they suddenly change their faces and treat them so cruelly!

Just because he's a terrible monster?

No, no, maybe they usually hate themselves, but they don't show it, and now those cruel and ruthless words are their real hearts!

Parker rushed down the hill like mad, and in the distance he saw a raging flame at the entrance of the village, black smoke rising from a raging flame, and the sound of the wind brought a small, piercing incantation.

Aren't the people tied in the middle of the fire frame Mother and Julie?

The flames took on a strange shape, licking Julie's hair and face like a poisonous snake, and the long reddish-brown hair instantly curled.

When Parker arrived, he saw this scene, and he remembered that Julie's most precious thing was her hair, and he would bring her a bottle of olive oil every time he went to town to take care of her hair.

The mother was protecting Julie, and she had already fainted in the fire, her face turned black, but the people around her were indifferent, ignorant, and even had a cruel smile ・・・・・・ a hint.

Parker clutched his heart, a wave of anger rushing from the bottom of his heart to the top of his head, his reason being torn into many pieces, his eyes like heavy dark clouds, so gloomy that he could squeeze out water. The blood was rushing, the power was shouting, the muscles in Parker's arm were instantly inspired, and the sharp wolf hair grew like grass and spread all over his body. As soon as he looked up, his dark green eyes reflected the shadow of the moon, revealing the madness and gloom of a beast.

The village chief, the old wizard, and the dozens of people around the fire turned around when they heard the movement, and they were speechless in astonishment.

The crescent moon hangs high in the eastern corner like a silver sickle, surrounded by several thick dark clouds, which set off its clear and cold light, as if it opened up a thick dark night sky.

And above their heads, a huge wolf, roared and swooped down.