My father's eyes bulged out of their sockets, and the veins on his neck throbbed like enraged serpents.

My mother, on the other hand, crumpled to the ground.

"Help! What's going on? Throw those damned rabbits out right now! Ever since you came back from that accursed place, it's like you've been possessed by evil spirits. Why are you doing such terrifying things?"

I was eerily calm.

I reached up and dug my fingers into the raw, bleeding wound on my neck.

I clawed at it, widening the gash, causing blood to spurt out in thick, viscous streams. Then, with a maniacal grin stretching across my face, I smeared the blood all over the rabbits in my arms.

They squirmed at first, but soon, their tiny tongues darted out, lapping up the blood with a frenzy.

Suddenly, I dropped to my knees, the rabbits scattering around me for a moment before quickly gathering close again.

With my face mere inches from theirs, I extended my tongue.

The rabbits, as if in a trance, mirrored my action, their tiny pink tongues flicking out. We began to lick each other.

My tongue slid over their blood - smeared fur, tasting the coppery liquid that mingled with their natural scent.

Their tongues, in turn, darted across my face, lapping at the blood that dripped from my wound and the smeared streaks on my skin.​

The rabbits, still locked in this macabre embrace, hopped and squirmed around me, their "squeaks" blending with my laughter to create a nightmarish symphony.

Day in and day out, I endured the same cruel fate as the rabbits by my side.

We were both injected with that infernal virus, a concoction designed by Sasha's minions to unlock the latent werewolf powers in a most sadistic way. The agony was unfathomable.

My flesh would fester and decay, and my immune system hung by a thread.

In those darkest, most torturous moments, when the pain was so intense that it seemed the world was ending, the rabbits and I found solace in our own grotesque, primal way. We'd lick each other's oozing, infected wounds, our tongues a desperate attempt to soothe the searing pain.

Before being allowed to return home, they transformed me.

I was groomed to perfection, dozens of specialized scar - healing and restoration injections were administered. These injections rapidly mended my physical wounds.

"Take Alice to the hospital this instant!"

Mathew finally snapped into action.

He scooped me up in his arms.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Sasha stormed into the hospital ward.

"Good Lord! What on earth did the doctor say?"

Her shrill and exaggerated voice instantly shattered the tranquility of the ward.

Her long hair cascaded wildly.

Dressed in a dark floral dress, the flowers on it were not of the usual fresh kind. The hem of the dress was irregularly cut, and as she moved, there was a hint of unruliness. "Squeak! Squeak!" I hugged the baby rabbits in my arms tightly, my eyes wide as saucers, like a mother beast fiercely protecting her cubs, staring intently at her, a low, vigilant growl rumbling from my throat.

It was as if the primal instincts of a werewolf were awakening within me, making me fiercely protective of what was mine.

When Sasha saw this scene, she jumped back exaggeratedly two big steps, almost catapulting herself behind Mathew, her face contorted into an expression of extreme horror.

But in the split second when she turned sideways, the corner of her mouth twitched upward, revealing a fleeting, mocking arc.

Mathew flew into a rage, his eyes bulging with anger.

He turned his head and roared at me harshly, "What the hell is wrong with you! Your injury has nothing to do with Sasha at all. Why are you glaring at her? Can't you let go of that old incident? If you hadn't messed around on your own, would you be in this mess today?"

Mom sighed beside us, her face filled with disappointment.

"Alice, Alice, why are you so muddle-headed? Sasha is such a kind-hearted girl. She always talks about missing you. And here you are, as the older sister, always targeting your younger sister. It's been a year already. Haven't you figured it out yet?"

"Even if you're sick now, you can't look at Sasha with that fierce look! Turn your head away this instant!"

Dad pulled a long face, like an enraged lion, bellowing at the top of his lungs.

Then he added, "I think you've been hanging out with those shady people outside for too long, which is why you've ended up with your skin festering and looking like a monster."

"I remember now!"

Sasha slapped her forehead so hard that her glasses almost flew off.

"This morning, when I was snooping around in the underground black market for information, I heard those people talking. Apparently, lately, in those seedy places, a lot of people have contracted a shameful sexually transmitted disease. They say the symptoms are terrifying, exactly like what my sister has now. Their bodies are covered in festering sores, and their skin is falling off in chunks. "

She deliberately drawled out her words, her face contorted in a feigned look of horror, but the excitement in her eyes was impossible to hide, as if she were describing something she had long been eagerly anticipating.

"What?"

Mom and Dad were so shocked by Sasha's words that their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"The test results are in!" Just then, the doctor walked into the ward with a solemn expression.

At the sight of that familiar face, I trembled all over in terror, like a frightened rabbit, and instantly burrowed under the covers.

My bladder betrayed me, and warm urine soaked the bedsheet.

"What on earth is wrong with Alice?" Mathew was beside himself with anxiety, his voice quivering.

He rushed up to the doctor in a few quick steps, his hands gripping the doctor's arms tightly.

"It's an extremely severe and highly contagious sexually transmitted disease. Judging from her physical condition, her private life has been extremely promiscuous," the doctor adjusted his glasses, a flicker of pity crossing his eyes.

"Moreover, her uterus is severely damaged. She has undergone multiple high - risk surgeries, and her body functions are on the verge of collapse. These are all the consequences of her reckless behavior."

Upon hearing this news, Mom, Dad, and Mathew were struck as if by a bolt from the blue.

They froze in place, their faces turning as pale as paper in an instant.

Immediately, Mathew was like a wild, enraged beast.

He suddenly reached out his hands and tore the quilt to shreds.

His hands gripped my shoulders tightly, shaking me violently as he let out a heart - rending roar, "Alice! Look at what you've done! So all that pretense of purity before was just a load of lies! You're nothing but a shameless slut!"

"How many people have you fooled around with? Your body is so filthy. I must have been blind. How could I have ever fallen for a piece of trash like you?"

Mom collapsed to the ground, her hands pounding the floor incessantly as she wailed, "How could I have given birth to such a disgraceful creature! You've brought shame upon our entire family! How could you be so lacking in self - respect and engage in such immoral behavior!"

Her voice echoed through the ward.

Dad, on the other hand, was shaking with rage.

He charged forward and kicked the side of the hospital bed with such force that the bed shifted several inches.

Pointing at me, he spat out curses, "You ungrateful wretch! From this day on, you are no longer my daughter. I don't have a child like you, living a life of debauchery and lacking any sense of propriety!"

I huddled at the edge of the bed, unable to respond to their accusations. The long - term virus injecting had long since robbed me of my ability to refute.

All I could manage were trembling "squeaks."

"You... you shameless thing!"

Mathew's teeth gritted so hard that they seemed on the verge of shattering. Then, without warning, he lunged forward and, with a strength born of madness, tore a large piece of flesh from my body.

The sickening sound of ripping flesh reverberated through the once - quiet ward.

Immediately after, as if completely consumed by his fury, he grabbed the nearby phone and roared into it, "You bunch of useless idiots! Didn't I tell you to keep a close eye on Alice? How could she still go out and act like a slut, getting herself into this filthy state? Find out how many men she's slept with in the past year. Not a single one is to be left out! If you can't get the answers, you'll all pay with your lives!" After his outburst, he swung his arm and smashed the phone onto the floor with all his might.

The expensive device instantly shattered into a pile of broken parts.

Then, with a final display of his anger, he delivered a powerful kick to the ward door.

With a deafening "bang," the door almost flew off its hinges.

And just like that, he stormed out of the room, his body radiating anger like a werewolf leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.

"Mom, Dad, don't let your anger get the better of you. Calm down, please."

Sasha's face was filled with false concern.

She darted towards Mom and Dad like a gust of wind, babbling soothing words while tugging and pulling them with great effort, trying to push the emotionally - distraught couple out of the ward.

The moment the ward door closed, the tenderness on her face vanished without a trace, replaced by a look of smugness and mockery.

"Oh, my dear sister."

She skipped towards my bedside with steps so light they were almost bouncy.

Then, she bent down and brought her face close to my ear, her voice low but dripping with malice.

"Look at you now, in such a sorry state. You're no different from those rabbits being stepped on, cowering and struggling to survive in this dark corner. And me? I'm about to become the real daughter of the family. Before long, you'll be completely forgotten, a stain on the family's honor, cast aside into the dustbin of history."

She narrowed her eyes, a grotesquely exaggerated sneer curling her lips,.

A growl of anger and warning rumbled from my throat, and my body trembled violently with extreme rage and fear. It was as if the latent werewolf within me was struggling to break free, but I was too weak to let it out.

"Oh, no!"

Sasha suddenly leaped back several steps, shrieking at the top of her lungs.

Her voice was so shrill that it could pierce through eardrums.

"My sister has gone crazy! She's going to kill someone! Help!"

As soon as her cry echoed, several doctors who had been waiting outside rushed in promptly.

One of the doctors, with lightning - fast reflexes, picked up a pre - prepared syringe, grabbed my arm firmly, and injected the sedative into my body without hesitation. The medicine took effect quickly.

My consciousness began to blur, and my eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

Eventually, I slipped into a deep, dark slumber.

I don't know how much time had passed before I slowly regained consciousness.

When I opened my eyes, I found that the baby rabbits in my arms were long gone.

The ward was desolate and quiet, with only Mathew standing beside me. His eyes regarded me as if I were a complete stranger.

"They say that once someone touches your neck, you'll lose all control, just like a bitch in heat... Is that true?"

Mathew's face was filled with disgust, a cruel smile curling his lips. He reached out and, with two fingers, lifted my neck forcefully.

He leaned in close, his hot breath on my face, yet it sent a bone - chilling shiver down my spine.

"I sent people to dig up a whole bunch of information about you. Good grief, at that biological base, you were nothing but a shameless slut. The things you did were enough to make anyone sick!"

Before he could finish his words, an uncontrollable impulse surged through me like a tidal wave.

The potency of that devilish drug raged wildly within my body, and I had no control over my own body.

With a sudden burst of strength, I pounced on him like a starving wild beast, knocking him to the ground.

Leaning over him, like a madman who had lost all reason, I began to frantically lick his feet, and my hands moved involuntarily to unbutton his shirt.

In truth, this had nothing to do with the neck - touching reaction.

The real culprit was that damned drug.

I had endured countless tortures that made life a living hell.

When I first woke up, I still had a glimmer of consciousness and desperately tried to resist the effects of the drug, but all I got in return was even more brutal treatment.

They force - fed me drugs that not even animals would eat.

Gradually, I completely lost control of my body, and my dignity was trampled to pieces.

In their greed for money, they even had the audacity to start live - streaming and filming videos.

Amidst endless jeers, I was treated like a plaything, flaunting my body and serving countless men.

They gave me the code name "living drug target," regarding me as a tool for generating endless profits and wantonly trampling on my dignity.

"Alice! You shameless whore, you're a slut straight out of hell!" Mathew's face turned beet - red, and he trembled with rage, growling through gritted teeth.

Then, he lifted his leg and, with all his might, kicked me away.

I flew through the air like a kite with its string cut and crashed heavily to the ground.

Intense pain shot through my body, but the lust in my eyes only grew stronger and couldn't be quelled.

At this moment, I had completely lost my human rationality.

On all fours, I swayed my body like a frenzied rabbit and lunged at Mathew again, heedless of everything.

Some unknown burst of brute force made my seemingly frail body unleash astonishing strength.

"Doctor! Save me! Alice has gone crazy again. She's going to eat me! Hurry up and give her some sedatives. Give her a few more shots and knock this crazy woman out completely!"

Mathew shouted in terror, his voice filled with a fear and panic he had never shown before.

As soon as the words left his mouth, the doctor, along with Mom and Dad, rushed in like a tidal wave.

They scrambled to help Mathew get free, and it took several of them working together to pull me off him.

I struggled desperately, letting out incoherent roars, like a trapped wild animal trying to break free from this endless darkness and humiliation. The latent werewolf instincts within me seemed to be pushing me to fight even harder, to break free from this unjust situation, but the drug - induced haze made it a futile struggle.

Immediately, Mom, Dad, and Mathew charged forward like ravenous tigers pouncing on their prey.

Each of them firmly held down one of my feet.

Mathew's hands were bulging with veins, his face a twisted mask of disgust and fury as he bellowed,

"You crazy lunatic! We're going to subdue you today, no matter what!" Dad, panting heavily, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's see how you can still cause trouble. You've brought shame upon us all!"

Mom, on the side, wailed, "What a sin! How could I have given birth to such a thing!"

The doctor, his hands gripping the syringe tightly, had fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

His expression was a mix of nervousness and a hint of pity, yet he still inched closer to me step by step.

At the same time, Sasha drifted in like a ghost.

In her arms was a fox with fiery red fur and shifty eyes, and in her hand, she carried an iron cage filled with a litter of fluffy baby rabbits.

The rabbits huddled together, trembling, completely unaware of the impending doom.

"Mom, Dad, and Brother Mathew, I really went through a lot of trouble. I specifically consulted a top - notch psychiatrist," Sasha deliberately raised her voice.

"If we want sister to get better completely, she has to cut all ties with those disgusting things from the past and destroy all the messy stuff she used to like. Especially these rabbits, they're simply a symbol of her downfall!"