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Too bad for him. She'll just find another man who wants to have a one-night-stand with her, no way was she forcing herself on any man born.

That decided, she took a deep breath and continued her search.

Hours later, Ismena was so excited when she finally saw an open pawning shop. No thanks to google. All the stores she googled and found weren’t open or aren't working on Sundays.

She has been searching for more than a few hours, hell, it wasn't easy. Finally, she stood at the clearing, staring at the boldly-written signage at the very top of the store. Found you.

She took a deep breath and made her way inside. A man in his mid-fifties stood behind the huge desk, he smiled at her as she walked in.

"Welcome, young lady. How can I help you?" He was polite.

"I want to pawn a piece of jewelry. I don't know if it's possible here..." She allowed the sentence to trail off.

"Yes, it's very possible here. Can I see the jewelry please?"

Ismena stuck her hand into her handbag and withdrew the diamond ring. As she raised it towards the old man, the diamond sparkled and the two pearls caught her eyes.

"So beautiful..." The pearls kept her entranced and in awe, she was almost regretted trying to pawn such a beautiful item.

But, she can't regret this. A girl's got to pay her medical bills and get new drugs.

"Can I see?" The pawnbroker outstretched his hand.

"Just for a minute, please." Brows furrowed, she stared pointedly at the two pearls acting like a crown on the ring...and that was when she noticed it.

An image. No, a picture. There's a very small picture of something beneath the pearls.

"Wait a minute." She walked to the window where the light was coming in, brought the ring really close under her nose and—

"Oh Mother Of Everything That Is Good And Holy!" She gasped and let go of the ring so fast like it burned her.

The ring fell to the floor. One of the pearls fell off.

"Is everything alright?" The pawnbroker asked, confused.

"Yes, yes, everything is alright." She let out a nervous laugh, "Everything is completely fine."

Nothing is fine! She screamed in her mind. "Ohmigod, Ohmyjesus, Ohmymary!" Heavens, she's freaking out.

The ring belongs to the Big Bad Wolfe. It is his picture on the ring!

Eighteen years ago...

UNKNOWN LABORATORY IN AMERICA

"Inject him again." A cold voice.

"Not again, Dr. Angor. I t-think he'll d-die at this rate. Number 10 and Number 12 died this afternoon." A nervous male voice.

"Weaklings! All of them!" Dr. Angor thundered angrily. "That's how many? Thirteen this week?"

"Fifteen." Hector's nervous voice came again.

"Animals!" He thundered again. Then, he turned and faced a particular 'cage'. A huge wolf laid behind the iron bars glaring at him with so much rage, Dr. Angor will not stand in front of 'it' if not for the unbreakablebars that separated them. "I have my eyes on this one now. He is my only hope."

"Number 6!?" Hector shrieked, swallowing tightly.

"Yes. You've better be giving me positive results on this one, Hector. He is the strongest of them all. Focus all your experiments on him." Dr. Angor ordered.

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