My alarm blared so hard it took me great amount of self-control not to throw it across the room. My head was banging hard, I stretched out and put it off. I held my head for a while as I tightened my eyes shut. When the pain subsided I slowly opened by eyes and breathed in relief.I looked at the clock, it was 10:00am. I gasped as I sluggishly got out of bed and did my chores. I had my bath and made breakfast. Pancakes and hot chocolate.I had just barely begun eating when I heard a sound at my door. Then I remembered what I saw yesterday. I tip-toed quietly to the window. There in the darkness, peering at me were a pair of green eyes and a figure silhouetted in the moonlight. I rubbed my eyes to make sure they weren’t playing pranks on me, then it was gone. I must have been hallucinating, I was really tired after all, yet the image was disturbing.I heard the sound again outside my door again and I dropped the pancakes in my hand. I grabbed a bat and slowly tip-toed towards the door
“Yeah, it’s me”, I said awkwardly as I quickly took my hands away.An intimidating huge butler with a frightening baritone said. His face was emotionless and cold.“Follow me please”, he said and turned. With nervous steps I followed him into the house.The floor was covered with marble and pure white walls. Some gigantic abstract painting looked in the hallway- the work of a famous artists she had ever heard of. Beautiful artifacts skillfully arranged and on a polished wooden shelf were all his awards. They were up to 13 or so.The fact that I had agreed to come to his house for an unnecessary punishment burned within me. He was the one that placed his leg on the way and made me trip over it. How was that my fault ?“Take advantage of the situation…….”, Sarah’s words popped again in my memory.“Oh I’m gonna take real advantage of the situation. He would regret the stunt he pulled”, I whispered with clenched fist. Oh he thought because I was gentle, I could be intimidated. He doesn’t
I stared at her intently obviously surprised by her outburst. She was emanating a strange aura, not the gentle and quiet one she was had. I hated the way she looked at me and the disgust in her chocolate brown eyes at a wary frown on her face.Where’s all this coming from ?I tried reading her memory but I couldn’t this time and it irked me a lot. I saw pain in her eyes, beneath those alluring thick lashes.I walked towards her and she growled still maintaining her posture.“Stay away” and a tear slipped down her smooth cheeks. My heart squeezed really tight.“Emily”, I called softly surprised at the worry in my voice.“Don’t!!”, she commanded but my body refused to obey and I walked towards her. I expected her to stab me or do something else but she just looked into my eyes and her gaze softened.“What’s wrong with you ?”, I said as I cupped her chin trying to keep my emotions still.“Is that how you talk to your Mayor, Emily ?”, I said as I watched her cheeks burn.Just lean in, Ada
Emily cursed weakly under her breath as she carried the leaking jar up on her shoulder. Her hands and feet were getting numb and she was dragging her feet on the floor. She was drenched from head to toe and was very tired. Adam was void of human sympathy as far as she was concerned and even cursed the day she met him.So far, coming to Silverhood seemed more like a curse than a blessing.“Beautiful life my foot”, she hissed under her breath as she finally got to the kitchen and filled one of the large kitchen jar some splashing on the floor. She looked at the kitchen jar in dismay, it was not near half and she had been going to and fro eight times.“Watch it………hell of a mess there”, was all Emily could hear as the head servant Jacinta scolded her. Emily ignored her, she would not use her last strength on a mere maid.“You have to clean up the mess, young lady”, she said with her hands on her hips. Her uniform brought out her nice figure, accentuating her curves. She had a dark long ha
Emily's heart raced as she found herself surrounded by the snarling pack of werewolves. Fear gripped her tightly, but in the midst of the chaos, her eyes fixated on the majestic black wolf—the one who seemed to command authority over the others. His fiery red eyes pierced through the darkness, radiating a sense of power and mystery. As the leader approached, his large frame looming over her, Emily's instincts told her to run, to escape the imminent danger. But there was an inexplicable pull towards him, a connection she couldn't ignore. She mustered up the courage to stand her ground, her eyes locked with his intense gaze.The leader's voice resonated with a mix of authority and vulnerability. "You have stumbled into our domain, human. But you possess something we need—a key to our survival." Emily's voice trembled, but determination laced her words. "I don't understand. What key? Why me?" The black wolf let out a low growl, a mixture of frustration and yearning. "You are the descend
The sun began its descent, casting long shadows over the landscape as Emily ventured deeper into the heart of the werewolf territory. She had been granted permission to explore their hidden sanctuary, guided by her newfound connection with the pack and driven by a burning curiosity to uncover the truths that lay beneath the surface. As she walked through the dense forest, a mixture of awe and trepidation filled her. The towering trees whispered secrets, their branches swaying in rhythm with the secrets of the land. She couldn't help but marvel at the natural beauty surrounding her, even as her mind raced with anticipation.The path led her to a secluded clearing bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. It was there that she encountered an ancient stone altar, weathered by time and etched with mysterious symbols. Intrigued, she approached it cautiously, her fingertips tracing the intricate carvings as if searching for answers. Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the clearing,
As the sun began to set, casting an ethereal glow over the landscape, Emily and Adam found themselves standing at the edge of a mysterious forest. The dense foliage seemed to pulsate with otherworldly energy, beckoning them forward into its depths. They had received a cryptic message, leading them to this enigmatic location, where secrets waited to be unveiled. With cautious steps, they ventured into the heart of the forest, their senses heightened, aware of unseen eyes watching their every move. The air grew heavy with anticipation, and a sense of foreboding settled upon them like a shroud. They could sense that they were nearing a pivotal moment, where the true nature of their mission would be revealed. Whispers of betrayal echoed through the trees, carried on the wind. Emily and Adam exchanged worried glances, their trust tested in the face of looming uncertainty. They knew that danger lurked in the shadows, and they had to tread carefully, lest they fall victim to the mac
The dawn broke over the horizon, painting the sky in shades of pink and gold. It was a new day, a day of reckoning and resolution. Emily stood at the edge of a cliff, her eyes scanning the vast expanse before her. The air was crisp, carrying with it a sense of anticipation and finality. She had come so far on her journey, traversing through the darkness and uncertainty, guided by an unwavering determination to uncover the truth. The revelations she had unearthed had shaken the foundation of her beliefs, challenging her to redefine her understanding of loyalty and love.As the wind whispered through the trees, Emily felt a presence beside her. It was Adam, his eyes filled with a mix of determination and remorse. They stood together, united by their shared purpose, yet carrying the weight of their individual burdens."You know," Adam began, his voice laced with a hint of vulnerability, "I never anticipated how deeply this journey would change me. How it would force me to
Emily's heart raced as she stepped into the dimly lit chamber. The air felt heavy with anticipation, as if every whisper and hushed breath carried a weighty secret. This was the place where the ancient rituals were performed, where the veil between the human world and the hidden realm of the werewolves was at its thinnest. She had been granted access to this sacred space, a privilege bestowed upon very few humans. It was here, surrounded by the ethereal glow of flickering candles, that she would partake in a rite that would bind her fate to that of the werewolf community. The significance of the moment was not lost on her. Adam stood beside her, his presence providing a comforting anchor in the sea of uncertainty. His eyes, usually gleaming with mischief, now mirrored the solemnity of the occasion. They exchanged a silent glance, a shared understanding of the gravity of what lay ahead. The elder werewolves, their weathered faces etched with wisdom and age, began to chant anc
The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the landscape as Emily and Adam ventured deeper into the heart of the werewolf territory. They followed a winding path through dense forests, their senses heightened, and their steps cautious. The air was heavy with an unsettling silence, broken only by the rustling of leaves and the distant howls that echoed through the night. Emily couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched, as if unseen eyes followed their every move. The forest seemed to come alive with hidden whispers, a reminder of the secrets that lurked within the shadows. Her instincts told her that they were drawing closer to the truth, to the heart of the werewolf community and the hidden mysteries that lay within. As they pressed on, the landscape transformed, revealing a hidden clearing bathed in moonlight. Tall, ancient trees surrounded a large stone altar at the center, adorned with symbols and markings that seemed to pulsate
The dawn broke over the horizon, painting the sky in shades of pink and gold. It was a new day, a day of reckoning and resolution. Emily stood at the edge of a cliff, her eyes scanning the vast expanse before her. The air was crisp, carrying with it a sense of anticipation and finality. She had come so far on her journey, traversing through the darkness and uncertainty, guided by an unwavering determination to uncover the truth. The revelations she had unearthed had shaken the foundation of her beliefs, challenging her to redefine her understanding of loyalty and love.As the wind whispered through the trees, Emily felt a presence beside her. It was Adam, his eyes filled with a mix of determination and remorse. They stood together, united by their shared purpose, yet carrying the weight of their individual burdens."You know," Adam began, his voice laced with a hint of vulnerability, "I never anticipated how deeply this journey would change me. How it would force me to
As the sun began to set, casting an ethereal glow over the landscape, Emily and Adam found themselves standing at the edge of a mysterious forest. The dense foliage seemed to pulsate with otherworldly energy, beckoning them forward into its depths. They had received a cryptic message, leading them to this enigmatic location, where secrets waited to be unveiled. With cautious steps, they ventured into the heart of the forest, their senses heightened, aware of unseen eyes watching their every move. The air grew heavy with anticipation, and a sense of foreboding settled upon them like a shroud. They could sense that they were nearing a pivotal moment, where the true nature of their mission would be revealed. Whispers of betrayal echoed through the trees, carried on the wind. Emily and Adam exchanged worried glances, their trust tested in the face of looming uncertainty. They knew that danger lurked in the shadows, and they had to tread carefully, lest they fall victim to the mac
The sun began its descent, casting long shadows over the landscape as Emily ventured deeper into the heart of the werewolf territory. She had been granted permission to explore their hidden sanctuary, guided by her newfound connection with the pack and driven by a burning curiosity to uncover the truths that lay beneath the surface. As she walked through the dense forest, a mixture of awe and trepidation filled her. The towering trees whispered secrets, their branches swaying in rhythm with the secrets of the land. She couldn't help but marvel at the natural beauty surrounding her, even as her mind raced with anticipation.The path led her to a secluded clearing bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. It was there that she encountered an ancient stone altar, weathered by time and etched with mysterious symbols. Intrigued, she approached it cautiously, her fingertips tracing the intricate carvings as if searching for answers. Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the clearing,
Emily's heart raced as she found herself surrounded by the snarling pack of werewolves. Fear gripped her tightly, but in the midst of the chaos, her eyes fixated on the majestic black wolf—the one who seemed to command authority over the others. His fiery red eyes pierced through the darkness, radiating a sense of power and mystery. As the leader approached, his large frame looming over her, Emily's instincts told her to run, to escape the imminent danger. But there was an inexplicable pull towards him, a connection she couldn't ignore. She mustered up the courage to stand her ground, her eyes locked with his intense gaze.The leader's voice resonated with a mix of authority and vulnerability. "You have stumbled into our domain, human. But you possess something we need—a key to our survival." Emily's voice trembled, but determination laced her words. "I don't understand. What key? Why me?" The black wolf let out a low growl, a mixture of frustration and yearning. "You are the descend
Emily cursed weakly under her breath as she carried the leaking jar up on her shoulder. Her hands and feet were getting numb and she was dragging her feet on the floor. She was drenched from head to toe and was very tired. Adam was void of human sympathy as far as she was concerned and even cursed the day she met him.So far, coming to Silverhood seemed more like a curse than a blessing.“Beautiful life my foot”, she hissed under her breath as she finally got to the kitchen and filled one of the large kitchen jar some splashing on the floor. She looked at the kitchen jar in dismay, it was not near half and she had been going to and fro eight times.“Watch it………hell of a mess there”, was all Emily could hear as the head servant Jacinta scolded her. Emily ignored her, she would not use her last strength on a mere maid.“You have to clean up the mess, young lady”, she said with her hands on her hips. Her uniform brought out her nice figure, accentuating her curves. She had a dark long ha
I stared at her intently obviously surprised by her outburst. She was emanating a strange aura, not the gentle and quiet one she was had. I hated the way she looked at me and the disgust in her chocolate brown eyes at a wary frown on her face.Where’s all this coming from ?I tried reading her memory but I couldn’t this time and it irked me a lot. I saw pain in her eyes, beneath those alluring thick lashes.I walked towards her and she growled still maintaining her posture.“Stay away” and a tear slipped down her smooth cheeks. My heart squeezed really tight.“Emily”, I called softly surprised at the worry in my voice.“Don’t!!”, she commanded but my body refused to obey and I walked towards her. I expected her to stab me or do something else but she just looked into my eyes and her gaze softened.“What’s wrong with you ?”, I said as I cupped her chin trying to keep my emotions still.“Is that how you talk to your Mayor, Emily ?”, I said as I watched her cheeks burn.Just lean in, Ada
“Yeah, it’s me”, I said awkwardly as I quickly took my hands away.An intimidating huge butler with a frightening baritone said. His face was emotionless and cold.“Follow me please”, he said and turned. With nervous steps I followed him into the house.The floor was covered with marble and pure white walls. Some gigantic abstract painting looked in the hallway- the work of a famous artists she had ever heard of. Beautiful artifacts skillfully arranged and on a polished wooden shelf were all his awards. They were up to 13 or so.The fact that I had agreed to come to his house for an unnecessary punishment burned within me. He was the one that placed his leg on the way and made me trip over it. How was that my fault ?“Take advantage of the situation…….”, Sarah’s words popped again in my memory.“Oh I’m gonna take real advantage of the situation. He would regret the stunt he pulled”, I whispered with clenched fist. Oh he thought because I was gentle, I could be intimidated. He doesn’t