DESITINY'S QUEST

Until now, people had not believed in strange creatures, species that are a hybrid between humans and animals, species with supernatural powers. They only believe that those species appear to be a product of human imagination, believing that it is just a legend for many generations and is not real. People only know them through novels, through comics, to satisfy their curiosity. This belief is almost confirmed, not many people doubt it. Do species that people consider "strange" really exist on this earth? Werewolves and witches living and coexisting with humans? (This work is not real, due to the author's imagination. If there are mistakes, please forgive the author) “Oh, are you a charlatan doctor? Damn it, why is it so painful for a doctor to examine a patient?" The large man was lying on the hospital bed with an unusual right leg, his large body was shouting at the doctor with a rude voice. The woman's delicate arm was held by a rough, slightly dirty hand. The nurse next to her saw it in horror, she was just afraid that the patient would break the doctor's arm with just a little force. Alva Lee looked at the hand that was gripping her soft, white arm. The face was covered by a mask and the woman's eyes suddenly appeared fierce and fierce, but she quickly concealed it: "Let go." The patient thought that she was scared by him, so he tried to be more aggressive and threaten her: "No." As soon as his words ended, the sound of crunching bones resounded. People sitting outside the clinic also heard screams of pain as if they were being killed. The nurse standing next to her had not yet recovered when she heard the cold voice of the woman: "Take this patient to the doctor in the next room." She leisurely took off her mask and threw her medical gloves into the trash. The big man was in pain and was speechless, looking at his strangely twisted hands, he was trying to speak, when Alva came over: "You dare to speak, I will give you two joints. Your jaws are different.” Her eyes were full of death, like those of a demon. The man was scared: “…” Why is a woman with a beautiful face so cruel? She nodded blandly to her passing colleagues and headed straight for the doctor's break room. Alva didn't care much about treatment anymore, because she knew she was known for being cold to her colleagues and patients. Even so, she can still be an excellent doctor with her superior chiropractic medicine. No one was in the room, so it was a bit cold. Alva put her hand over her eyes and gently took out two contact lenses. She raised her head again, still with the same beautiful face but with completely different eyes. A pair of eyes that were now devoid of any emotion but were as deep as if they were drawing others in. One jet-black eye is gentler than the yellow one, which is cruel and emotionless. Just as we had guessed, Alva is a werewolf. She is a half-blood between a normal human and a werewolf. Not only that, her werewolf lineage comes from Asia, so it can be said that she has the quintessential beauty between Asians and Europeans. Over millions of years, werewolves no longer have that scary, hairy appearance. Werewolves can still turn into normal humans but still return to their instincts on the day of the full moon. Werewolves are completely capable of living in harmony with humans without human knowledge. Putting the blouse back in her locker, Alva squatted down, and rubbed the delicate tails of her eyebrows, muttering curses: "Fuck." Being human isn't easy, it's exhausting. This is the complaint of one person after nearly 20 hours in the operating room and two hours in the clinic. She changed into a beautiful outfit and put on sunglasses to cover her strange eyes. Except for her eyes, no one could tell that she was a werewolf. Unless another werewolf sniffs it out and detects its kind. She was walking towards the intersection near the hospital, while scrolling through her phone, suddenly an image of a traffic accident popped into her head. Alva thought that because she was obsessed with the hospital, she didn't care too much. Five minutes later, a loud crash was heard. Alva, with werewolf senses, immediately raised her head. A traffic accident is happening right in front of her. Alva is dejectedly rolling up her sleeves, she has just got out of work, and just wants to rest. But her medical ethics did not allow her to stand still and do anything. In the expensive Bentley car, the driver respectfully informed the person sitting behind: "Sir, there is a traffic accident ahead, so there is a traffic jam. Maybe our movement will be delayed.” The man behind the driver was indeed feared and respected by the driver. Seconds after the driver spoke, the man replied, his eyes still closed. That man's name was Darius Bruce. This is the CEO of the multinational corporation Bruce, also an alpha of the werewolf Winter Blood Moon, the oldest and most powerful werewolf pack in the United States. People are afraid of him because of his ruthless and decisive way of working. He will not use any tricks to handle those who do not do his will. Perhaps this is why he became an alpha at the age of 19. Not to mention, he has an extremely tall and solid body and amazing strength, even if he turns into a wolf, he is also the most aggressive and reckless wolf. His personality is cold and cruel to everyone. Although he had a handsome face, neither humans nor werewolves dared to look directly at that face. The long legs in the car seemed to be cramped, and he raised his hand to rub the ends of his eyebrows with fatigue. Twenty minutes later, an expensive black Bentley slowly approached the intersection. As the car passed through the crowd, Darius' sharp eyes opened, tired but still sharp. He looked straight through the crowd, at the figure of the girl wearing a shirt who was trying to temporarily give first aid to the injured. He watched with his cold eyes until the car passed through the crowd. Darius could smell the scent of his kind. … Arriving at the mansion of the werewolves Blue Moon at 9 pm, Alva was tired, so her face was even worse. When the servants saw the mistress's face, they were all timid and afraid, and respectfully bowed to greet them. She entered the house, and the servant voluntarily took her bag, coat, and shoes: "Where is my father?" The servant respectfully replied, "The master is upstairs with the mistress. They are waiting for you to return.” After saying that, the servant immediately trembled, she walked away, she said it was wrong. Alva, who was walking into the living room, stopped immediately, she turned, her beautiful long hands immediately took off the sunglasses from her face. Her beautiful two-colored eyes scared people, she smiled lightly and squeezed the servant's face: "What did you just say? I have last come in months. You think I've forgotten my personality, right? Indeed, you shouldn't come back here when you're tired. The force of those beautiful hands hurt the servant. The servant felt as if her chin was about to break, and she stammered in fear: “Miss, I'm sorry. I know I was wrong, I'm sorry." At this moment, a man's voice joked: "Come on, it is because you have not been at home for too many days that the servant has been corrected by the other woman." That voice belonged to Kevin Lee, a younger brother of hers, although he was a group manager, his personality was very playful, not serious at all. The two sisters are identical twins. People say Kevin is the male version of Alva. Kevin smiled and looked at his sister, then gently removed her hand from the maid's chin, he put his arm around Alva's shoulder, and jokingly looked at the servant: "Beautiful girl, quickly bring your mistress your cake. She loves it.” Alva gave her sunglasses to her brother to take: "Did our godfather call you home today too?" Kevin carefully took his sister's sunglasses, his voice carrying a hint of disgust: "Um." In this family, he has a hostile attitude towards everyone, only his sister is the one who scares him and obediently obeys him. While the two cousins were sitting on the sofa in the large living room, a middle-aged man and a young woman came downstairs. That middle-aged man was the cousin's father, Joyce Lee. He sat down on the chair, his eyes always kept stern looking at his two children, his face hidden with anger that was about to explode when he saw his son who was indecently resting his legs on the table: "Kevin Lee, sit up straight. again. Why can't you be so serious? Look at the werewolf leader, Winter Blood Moon, he's much stronger and more capable than you." Alva immediately defended her brother: "Dad, don't compare my brother with that cruel man." She didn't remember the man's name, but from the stories of the wolves and the infatuation of the nurses at the hospital, she didn't like him. Kevin sneered at his father, then back at the squishy woman trying to sit as close to Joyce Lee as she could. It wasn't until Alva patted his leg that he obediently retracted it. Alva leaned on the sofa tiredly: “What happened when I called you home? Hurry up, I'm very tired." Joyce was strict, but she saw the blood in her eyes clearly: "If I don't call you home, you won't come back, right? You just need to choose a job arbitrarily, that's it. Why is it so hard? Our family is not poor.” The young woman sitting next to him immediately interjected, saying with a sarcastic voice: “It's true, Alva has all her spare time to treat people, if she becomes a doctor, humanity will surely perish. Your daughters are not decent people.” This is the alpha's second wife, the leader of the werewolf pack, Lee, and the stepmother to the twins. Her name is Jeffrey Kay, a stupid person who always thinks she is a cunning, evil, intelligent person who can overthrow the Lee werewolf pack. Kevin, who was squeezing his sister's shoulder, immediately laughed: "Stupid." Alva leisurely looked the other woman in the eye: "I haven't cracked your jaw in a long time, so you remember that feeling right?" She began to stretch the muscles of her hands, a posture that looked like she was about to hit someone. Jeffrey tried to show his frustration to his old husband. Joyce said to his wife: "Don't mess with them anymore, just be quiet so I can talk to them." Originally, Jeffrey was not his mate, his mate was the biological mother of the twins, but she died a long time ago, so his second marriage was just for gain, so Joyce did not care about his wife. Joyce said seriously to her daughter: “Kevin is fickle, so Kevin only deserves to be the manager of our corporation. But with the alpha status of the werewolves, I only believe in you, Alva.” Alva nodded: "I already know this." She was willing to take on either position, she couldn't let her younger brother work too hard. Joyce took a sip of tea, he also had human habits: “But I want to give you a mission. If you can carry out this task, I will completely trust you and step back to support you, making the people in the herd admire you.” His second wife immediately jumped up: “Why did you give the inheritance to Alva? Joyce, give me some time, we'll have another baby." She wants to have a child and wants the child to be the heir. From there, she could live comfortably and trample Alva. Joyce began to get angry: "Jeffrey Kay, the possibility of us having another child is impossible." The woman immediately fell silent. Kevin immediately defended his sister: "Dad, it's too early for me to be an alpha now." He may be forced to be a manager in his 20s, but his sister can't be too hard on it. Joyce coldly said to her son: “My sister is 21 years old, she is even old enough to find a mate. This is a very appropriate age.” When her father finished, Alva thought for a long time, her finger lightly tapping her brother's thigh: "Okay, I accept this mission." Joyce was very pleased with his daughter: “Come in.” This daughter has been strong since childhood and has the powerful strength of a leader, even in terms of human learning, she has done very well. He looked at the son who was obediently massaging his sister. He sighed, why are twins with such opposite personalities? Alva quickly looked towards the door. She knew her assistant had been there for a long time. Watched as his subordinates came to her side and respectfully handed her a stack of documents: "Ojou-sama, your documents." Kevin scoffed: "Can a rude werewolf like you also know how to assign tasks off of paper?" Joyce glared at her son: "Inside is your mission, Alva." Alva was not satisfied with her father's way of doing things: "Dad, don't arbitrarily dictate to my subordinates."