--Alyssa--Grandma was here, and she had come to see me. The pains were still persistent, gnawing at my insides with an intensity that made it difficult to maintain my composure. I had lied to Lily, telling her that I was having cramps. It was a small deception meant to shield her from the truth and prevent her from worrying excessively or making a big fuss. Lily had a tendency to blow things out of proportion, and the last thing I needed was additional stress or attention.At this point, no one needed to know the full extent of what was happening, except for Grandma. I couldn’t trust anyone else. I wanted to trust Xavier, but I was cautious. In a world where alliances were fragile and power was everything, revealing my vulnerabilities could be dangerous. What if Xavier saw me as a threat to his throne and the loyalty of our people? I had to keep a low profile for now, navigating these treacherous waters with care.Grandma entered the room, her face a mask of concern. “What happened?
--Alyssa--Feeling significantly less body ache, I dedicated myself to helping Grandma settle into her new room in the palace. She had been given a room on the fifth floor, a significant move that required careful organization."Please handle it with care, I beg of you," I implored the movers who were bringing in Grandma’s belongings. Despite her arrival before her things, I took it upon myself to ensure everything was set up perfectly before she noticed any disarray.As the movers navigated the room with furniture, I directed them with precise instructions. "Please, the chair should be in the far corner," I said, guiding them to place her favorite sleeping chair in a cozy spot. "Thank you," I added as they complied, then I adjusted it slightly to ensure it was positioned just right.Next, I turned my attention to the bed. "The bed should be in the middle, and it should not face the bathroom," I instructed again, feeling the fatigue from the long day but pushing through, determined to
--Alyssa--I was in my room, now alone with my grandma by my side. I wasn’t feeling okay; the pain was too much to bear. “Stay in the tub, I’ll bring more ice packs,” she said, and then she was gone, leaving me to my thoughts and discomfort.I knew that something monumental was about to happen. Everyone is born with a purpose in life, and mine was about to manifest at any moment. It was a sense of destiny, an inevitable transformation that had been building up inside me for as long as I could remember.Then, I felt it. A surge of energy enveloped my entire being, an intense force that coursed through every fiber of my body. The whole room seemed to resonate with this newfound power. It was an out-of-body experience, as if I were both witnessing and experiencing the phenomenon simultaneously. I started slipping in and out of consciousness, the overwhelming energy making it hard to stay focused.When my eyes finally opened, I saw objects in the bathroom suspended in mid-air. Toothbrushe
--Alyssa--We were currently having dinner, and I was doing everything in my power to avoid making a mistake. I could feel the energy coursing through my hands, like a static charge ready to discharge at any moment. The room was filled with the usual sounds of clinking cutlery and murmured conversation, but to me, it felt like a pressure cooker ready to explode.I was careful to avoid touching anyone because I didn't know what would happen if I did. The uncertainty gnawed at me, making my nerves even more frayed. I could only guess at the potential consequences, and none of the scenarios I imagined were pleasant.Grandma kept glancing at me, her eyes filled with concern and a silent plea that I maintain my composure. She had always been my rock, the one person who knew everything about my condition and who had helped me manage it since I was a child. Tonight, her worry was palpable, and I knew she was hoping against hope that I wouldn’t do anything to reveal my secret. This was, witho
--Alyssa--Grandma closed the door to her room, and I quickly took off the gloves. My hands looked the same as before; there was no visible difference. However, the energy coursing through them confirmed that what had happened was indeed real."Raise your hand and let me see, like you did in the bathhouse," she instructed, and I complied.Ollie was now in the air, and he could not believe his eyes. I was equally astonished. As I raised my hand, Ollie floated in the direction of my gesture. His eyes widened in amazement and fear as he looked around, trying to comprehend what was happening."Please lower your hand slowly so that he doesn't get hurt," Grandma said calmly.I carefully lowered my hand, and as I did, Ollie descended gradually. The moment his feet touched the floor, he ran to Grandma, clearly scared by the experience."Sorry," I said, feeling a pang of guilt as I saw the look of shock on his face.Grandma gave Ollie a reassuring pat and turned to me. "So now, the moment you
--Alyssa--Today, I was taking a trip to the bakery with my grandmother. She was thrilled to see the place for the first time, and her excitement was contagious. As we drove out of our familiar surroundings and crossed the border into the human town, I could sense her anticipation growing. This was not just any trip; it was a special occasion.Grandma had mentioned she was going to teach me some new spells. I was eager to learn from her vast knowledge and experience. “That’s it, Grandma,” I said, pointing towards the bakery. It had opened not more than thirty minutes ago, and I was eager to show her everything.I had been so busy with various responsibilities that I hadn't had the chance to return to the bakery since the grand opening. On that day, everything had gone perfectly, and the feedback had been overwhelmingly positive. Customers were flocking in, enjoying the delicious food, and the bakery had become a popular spot in town. Knowing this made me incredibly proud, though I cou
--Alyssa--I shivered from the hot breath on my neck. Every hair on my body stood on end as I felt the warmth of his breath against my skin, a stark contrast to the cool air of the room. My heart raced, pounding in my chest with a mixture of anticipation and nervous excitement."Xavier," I whispered, barely able to get the word out."Shuu," he murmured soothingly, his voice a low, resonant hum. He leaned in closer, his lips barely grazing my neck, and began to plant delicate kisses along my skin. Each touch sent waves of electricity coursing through me, and I couldn't help but shiver under his tender assault. His breath, warm and tantalizing, sent shivers down my spine, heightening my senses and making my skin tingle.I immediately felt a deep, primal heat stirring within me. The sensation was overwhelming, a flood of desire that left me breathless. He turned me around to face him, his eyes dark and intense, searching mine as if asking for permission. The silent question hung in the a
-ALYSSA--Alyssa, that is what my grandmother calls me. "Yes, Grandma, I am coming.". I replied, walking down the stairs to the kitchen. I immediately reached the kitchen, and the smell of her cookies hit my nose. My grandma loves to bake cookies in her spare time, and I must say they are the best you can ever taste.Enough with all my gibberish. I am Alyssa, and I am a werewolf. My grandma is not my blood if you get me. We are not blood-related anyway. She told me she saw me in the woods near the Silvermoon Pack while on her journey back to Riverdale Pack where we live nowShe was in her wolf form when she heard a loud cry in the woods and decided to see what it was. She took me with her, took me to her home, and treated me like her own grandchild. I love her with all my heart. And I bless the day she found me crying my lungs out in the woods.In a few days from now, I will turn sixteen. I shifted when I was ten, but the normal age for a werewolf to shift is fourteen. My grandmother