One hundred years ago, a group of wolves from Europe had to escape from a mad and lunatic dictator. A Psychopath General. They went to the Philippines, hoping to live in peace far from a dictator who attempting to kill their tribe.

They live in a secluded area in one of the Islands in the Philippines. A place where no one could enter because, according to the myth - - - that place was full of mystery. Legend says, once you're in, you can never come out.

During world war two the tension between Japan and Philippines flared up more that caused their racial extinction. But not everyone knows that there was a baby wolf who survived and lived in the society, hiding as a human.

Asha POV

While I'm waiting to my signing contract as a new ambassador of well-known Skin Care brand in the country. I decided to take a picture of my milk-tea and posted it in my social media account. "I think my fans will love this milk tea."

After a minute the assistant of CEO come out carrying a bouquet of roses, and she gave me.

"Hello Miss Asha, the contract will be starting now. Let's go to the signing room the CEO is waiting."

I entered to the signing room that full of flowers and a large banner with the words welcome to the family New Ambassador. The CEO greeted me, and he carried the contract paper.

"Welcome Miss Asha." He greeted me, and he touched my waist as we walked towards the signing table.

"Thank you." I replied with a smile.

"Let's sign here." he pointed to my chair.

People around us applauded after I signed the contract . We stood in front of the media and the CEO shook my hands .

''Miss Asha how did you maintain your beauty?" A reporter asked while holding a notebook.

''Yes, Miss Asha. Numerous boys are addicted to your beauty." Back up question by another reporter .

I smiled, and I answered them honesty "Well , I can't blame them, It's true that I'm pretty. My secrets to maintaining my beauty is to be happy even though I'm facing a lot of bashers.''

They all looked at each other after I answered their questions.

''Thank you miss Asha . Wishing you all the best." They greeted me with clapping their hands.

"Thank you so much. I think it's all done. So may I out?" I replied them with good posture and smile.

When I was leaving the signing room, my manager suddenly approached me, and he scolded me because I made a mistake. But I don't know what mistake that I made.

"You made an udge mistake Asha."

"Mistake?"

“Look” he showed me my post Earlier .

"Oh, what''s wrong with that? It's just a post."

''Yeah, I know It's merely a post, but your caption was wrong . You said I really like it, thank you to the fisherman for producing milk. Oh my god, you so damd"

"Okay, fine, I will delete it."

''Some of your fan turn down, and they said you are useless. You only have a beauty, but you don't have a brain.''

"WHAT? Oh, well, they are not loyal. I don't care if some of these people called me damb or no brain. Well, the importance is I have a job that brain doesn't require. I'm Queen of Goddess, I'm not afraid of that ."

"But, did you know that if your fan turn down. All of your advertisement and project will be gone." My manager suddenly walked out with mad face.

In every judgment of people to me, I kept silence. Just because I'm quiet doesn't mean I'm not hurt . I get hurt too, but I don't show it.

In a world full of wonders, can anyone understand me? Do you think there are still things we don't see? People explore many things but have you ever wondered the mystery behind them?

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 Japanese bombed us in Emerald Island. I am a European wolf and my face is different from the Filipinos.

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, we're aging slows down dramatically. The average werewolf can live up to 2000 years old.

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 full moon. But when the full moon came, I could no longer restrain myself. To protect my identity if I knew 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. Santos. 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, Today is the last full moon. So, I'm going back to the city tomorrow."

He takes a deep breath. "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 life span 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 Philippines and you know it's not your territory."

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 Japanese bombarded us. My parents gave my custody to his father so that I could escape from death.

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

"I will look for a new job again and change my name and age."

I have been here in the Philippines 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 professor.

Asha POV

Turned around ..... I sing while standing on the sofa and holding deodorant as a microphone. I'm vocalizing for celebrity ball. As usual, the spotlight is for me.

While I was singing, my manager suddenly came in.

"Asha what are you doing?" he shouted at me,

I suddenly stopped and turned to him. "Oh, hey manager phoi. I'm singing for the celebrity ball." I immediately got off the sofa and I go to him.

"It's a celebrity ball, not a singing contest." He answered me while he's standing in the front door.

"What are you talking? Remember, many reporters can interview. So, my voice must be good." I winked.

" I just came here to remind you that tomorrow we're going to the mall. We'll buy your clothes for ball."

"All right, as long as my dress is prettier than them."

"Okay, You should sleep early." Manger, phoi left immediately.

"Bye," I waved to him.

After he left, I went back to the sofa and continued singing. I was jumping, spinning like crazy.

"Yeah, Yuhhh see you celebrity ball, The Queen of Goddess is coming." I lay down on the sofa.

"Wait, I haven't updated my Instagram yet." I picked up my phone on the center table and took a selfie. "There, that's nice. What is a good caption?" I slap my face softly. "Ahh okay, I know. Hello everyone, I can sleep well with smile emoji."