Tyrone: Dark Series Book 1 (Completed)

Ch. 1

Note: Originally, Tyrone's story ang Book Three ng Dark Series, pero dahil nangangapa ang ilang readers about werewolves marapat lang siguro na maging "learning" book din ito para sa kanila. Florrence is a human, wala siyang kahit anong alam sa buhay ng mga lobo kaya it's proper lang na sa kanya ko simulan ang pagsasalaysay ng aking kwento.

Second, I have an issue with POVs. I do multiple POVs, kahit ang supporting character meron. It's my way to inform or widen the knowledge of my readers. So kung ayaw mo ng ganoong klase ng istorya you are free to leave. It's not be being rude, I just don't like na pini-pm ako ng masasakit na salita kesyo ganito, ganyan. Hindi po ako namimilit na basahin ang story ko. I write because it's my passion to share my ideas to other people. Now if you can't respect me, I don't think you deserve my respect too. I answer questions about my story, tag o or pm me :)

Third, Dark series is kinda dark. Don't preach me about feminism or what. Kung may issue kayo roon please take note that THIS IS A WEREWOLF STORY wherein Alphas are naturally bad-ass.. and oh hardheaded too.. and quite dominant also? Okay, truthfully they are soooo dominant!

That's all folks! Sit back and enjoy the story :)

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Florrence

"Florrence!" That is my father shouting at me and commanding me to return home. Kasalukuyan kaming nasa labas ng restawran na pinagtatrabahuhan ko. Pinuntahan na naman niya ako ngayon para kumbinsihing bumalik na sa bahay. Pang-ilang beses na ba niya itong ginawa?

"I'll never ever go back to that cage you called home, dad," pagsagot ko. Agad na nagdilim ang anyo ng aking ama ngunit hindi ako nagpadala. "Pumayag na ako sa kagustuhan mong magpakasal sa babae mo, pero ang makisama sa tatlong lulong sa droga niyang mga anak..." Ibinitin ko ang aking sasabihin at tiningnan siya na may matinding disgusto sa aking mukha. "You're asking for the impossible to happen, dad." Pagkatapos kong sabihin iyon at makita siyang nakatulala ay nagsimula na akong maglakad pabalik sa loob ng kusinang nilabasan ko kanina.

My dad, Florencio Ramil Figueroa, is one of the richest men here in the city of Vlamia. He owns Florrence Hotel, ang pinakaprestihiyusong hotel sa buong Vlamia. Maliban sa Florrence Hotel ay pag-aari din niya ang pangunahing distribyutor ng langis 'di lang sa buong Vlamia kundi pati na rin sa buong mundo. Lahat ng tao ay tinitingala siya, hinahangaan sa angkin niyang kagalingan. Ngunit hindi ako.

I admit that I was one of the many people who idolized him. But he broke that fantasy of mine. He cheated on my mother, what's worse is he's getting married with that home wrecker of a woman named Henrietta. He's the reason why I became wary of men, I just... I don't know. I distrust them.

He was the reason why my mom committed suicide. It was his infidelity, he was the one who was responsible for my mom's death. He...killed her.

"He'll return here tomorrow." Napabaling ang aking paningin sa gawing kusina ng restawran. Nakatayo sa gilid ng lutuan si Dianne, ang may-ari ng establisimiyento na siyang pinagtatrabahuhan ko. Matalik ko rin siyang kaibigan.

"Of course, you will know." Napaikot ko ang aking mga mata at nagtuloy-tuloy na sa pagpunta sa mga nakahilerang gulay na naiwan ko kanina. Dianne lent me a helping hand and offered me a job at her restaurant as a chef. Hindi naman iyon mahirap para sa akin dahil nakahiligan ko na rin ang magluto. Namana ko siguro iyon sa aking namayapang ina.

"And I am serious this time, Florrence. We need to leave Vlamia for a while, we need to elope. I can feel it. I can see it every time, here in my precious mind. We should go to Avinia." Ayan na naman siya sa sinasabi niyang pangitain niya tungkol sa akin at sa Avinia. Ilang ulit na ba niyang sinabi sa akin ang tungkol doon?