Amelia's POVWith a deft flick of my wrist, I scattered the treats onto the ground. It shot me an annoyed look but I only grinned at it and watched with amusement as the mouse eagerly scurried down my arm to snatch them up. It seemed to revel in the abundance of snacks, its whiskers twitching with delight as it gobbled them down.But its appetite was insatiable, and before long, it was back at my side, its bright eyes fixed expectantly on me as if begging for more. "You're lucky you are so adorable," I teased, producing another handful of treats to appease its hunger.I turned away from the mouse, settling into the comforting solitude of my room, the anticipation fluttering in my chest, I carefully unfolded the weathered parchment, the faint scent of earth and ink wafting up to greet me. My fingers trembled slightly as I traced the elegant script that adorned the page, each word etched with a sense of urgency that sent a shiver down my spine. Whoever wrote this could write really well

Amelia's POV "It is simply marvelous isn't it?" Gonzales exclaimed, oblivious to my incredulity. "With this, we can finally uncover the secrets that have eluded us for so long!"I shook my head in disbelief, a mixture of frustration and amusement bubbling within me. "Alpha Gonzales, this is no time for wild goose chases," I admonished, my tone firm as I tried to reason with him. "We have more pressing matters to attend to."But Gonzales was undeterred, his enthusiasm undiminished as he continued to prattle on about his latest discovery. With a resigned sigh, I realized that reasoning with him would be futile – some battles simply weren't worth fighting.As Alpha Gonzales prattled on excitedly about his latest discovery, I couldn't help but feel a sense of exasperation mounting within me. With each wild gesture and exuberant proclamation, it became increasingly clear that reasoning with him would be an exercise in futility."Alpha Gonzales, please, try to calm down," I urged, my voice

Mia's POV As the sun dipped below the horizon, the exhilaration of the run coursing through my veins, a strange sensation began to wash over me, starting as a tingling warmth in my limbs before spreading throughout my entire body. Despite the transformation unfolding within me, I didn't slow my pace, each stride propelling me forward with relentless determination.With each step, the sensation intensified, until it felt as if my very essence was being pulled and stretched, caught in a delicate dance between human and wolf. I glanced down at my hands, only to watch in awe as they morphed before my eyes, elongating into sleek, fur-covered paws that padded softly against the forest floor.A surge of panic threatened to overtake me as I realized what was happening, but I pushed the fear aside, allowing the transformation to unfold unhindered. With each shift, I embraced the duality of my existence, reveling in the sensation of freedom that came with shedding my human form and embracing m

Mia's POVAs the weight of the night's events pressed down upon me, I turned to Mabel with a furrowed brow, my voice trembling with uncertainty. "Did you see anyone when you came in?" I asked, my words barely more than a whisper.Mabel shook her head, her expression troubled. "No, Mia," she replied, her voice tinged with concern. "And the window was closed too. It is as though... like whatever or whoever it was, it just vanished into thin air."A shiver ran down my spine at her words, a cold dread settling in the pit of my stomach. "That is... unsettling," I murmured, my thoughts racing with the possibilities of what could have been lurking in the darkness of my room. "I don't understand how... Why..."Now I feared going back to sleep. Whatever dream I had was no simple nightmare, I felt - I was still terrified of having it once more. Not to mention that someone might had been in my room just moments ago.But before I could dwell further on the matter, Mabel reached out a hand, her to

Hazel's POV"I... I ... I am sorry," she all but murmured as she approached.But as she came closer, I realised that I might as well make someone else uncomfortable since I was not in the best of moods myself. And so I put on a facade of sweetness, a mask of false kindness to hide the contempt that simmered beneath the surface."Ah, Selene, my dear," I said, my voice dripping with obviously false charm as she set the tray down on the table beside me. "How thoughtful of you to bring me food."Selene flinched at my words, her movements hesitant as she avoided my gaze. It was almost amusing to watch her squirm under my scrutiny, to see her discomfort writ large upon her face. But I had little patience for her cowardice, little tolerance for her weakness."You're welcome, Hazel," she murmured, her voice barely more than a whisper as she busied herself with arranging the dishes on the tray.I watched her for a moment, taking in the way she avoided my gaze, the way she flinched at every wor