MY SON'S FATHER IS A WEREWOLF

I'm here at the bar, drinking alone. I'm gripping the glass so hard I might break it. I still can't get what happened earlier out of my head. "Best, what's a good gift for Rafael?" I asked Cassia while we were having coffee. "Lysandra, don't waste your money on that guy. He doesn't even ask if you're okay, if you're tired, and it's your anniversary today? You're such an i***t. He should be the one giving you a gift!" my best friend Cassia said, annoyed. Until now, she's still furious at Raf. "Uhm... best, Raf's kind. Maybe he's just really busy..." I replied weakly. But was it true? "Busy? Where? With another woman? He doesn't even have a job, he's a freeloader. He's not even handsome. Honestly, you just took pity on him, that's why you said yes!" "Best, you're going too far. Why are you like that?" "Because you're so stupid! Are you sure you want to marry that guy? If he's going to be your groom, don't make me your bridesmaid. I'm not going to watch your own destruction." she shouted angrily, then walked out. Rafael and I have been together for three years. For three years, Cassia and I have also been arguing frequently because of that guy. But me, I still trust him. That's why I'm here, going to the bakeshop to buy a cake. I want to surprise him. When I arrived at his house, which still belongs to his Mom, I was immediately puzzled. It was messy and cluttered. It was like he hadn't left all day. "Raf?" I called as I went up the stairs. No answer. But I could hear moaning? I got nervous. My hands were shaking as I approached his room. When I opened the door, it was like I had been doused with cold water. Rafael was on his bed, and so was Vanessa. Naked, on top of each other, and in a heated moment. I froze. But it was only for a few seconds. Before they could feel their own shame, I attacked them. "VANESSA! YOU SNAKE! YOU'RE BOTH A**HOLES!" I pulled Vanessa's hair and repeatedly hit her. Rafael? He was just standing there dumbfounded, staring while his girl dignity was fighting for its life. "R-raf! Babe! Help me!" Vanessa cried. Rafael was about to touch me, but I met him with a scream. "DON'T TOUCH ME, YOU'RE BOTH DISGUSTING!" I won't cry. I will never cry for this man. I slapped Vanessa repeatedly while she was crying, but Rafael pulled me away. Because of that, my hand got scratched. I looked at the wound, then faced him. I threw a punch and he fell to the floor. And I didn't stop. I kept punching him while Vanessa was crying and hurrying to get dressed. "I love you, Lysandra..." Rafael stammered, his eyes almost invisible from all the blood. "Babe, she can't give you anything. Unlike me." Vanessa added. I looked at her. And gave her a punch in the jaw. "SHT! SHT! MY FACE!" she shouted, holding her face. I kicked her and she fell face down, kissing the floor. I quietly opened the cake. I approached Rafael and smiled. "Happy anniversary, cheater." then threw the cake in his face. I took off my ring and threw it at Vanessa's face. "Here, take it, you two get married. F*ck you both." Men. You're all the same. Another shot of tequila. I'm feeling hot, but it's not enough. "LYSANDRA'S AN A**HOLE! SHE GAVE ME FALSE HOPE!" Damon shouted at the other table. "YOU'RE ALSO AN A**HOLE, DAMON! Is it my fault you fell for me? From the start, I told you not to get your hopes up!" "YOU'RE MINE LYSANDRA! Get her!" he shouted to his men. But before they could approach, a cold voice cut in from behind me. "Leave her alone, Damon." Damon's men backed away. As for me, I could feel his breath on the back of my neck, hot and electrifying. "Who are you?!" Damon asked. "If I introduce myself, you'll go straight to the grave." the stranger whispered. He pulled me away, and I let myself drift. "Wait, I don't know you. Where are you taking me?" He didn't answer, but we stopped at the end of the bar, there was a small room there. "What are we doing here?" He turned around. He's more handsome than my ex Rafael. Blue eyes, a pointed nose and a scarlet lips. "Can you be mine tonight?" he asked. And I nodded. I don't know him, but it's like I know him, damn, I'm so confused.