Change Of Heart

My stroll back to the mansion was quiet and heavy. With the knife in one hand and the gifts in the other hand.

On getting to the big door, I glanced at the guards heavily dressed in armor and a spears in their hands. It sure feels good to be able to fight in their wolf form and as humans trained with weapons.

I hid the knife carefully and made my entrance.

I’m sure the person who threw this knife must have had a hand in what happened a few years ago. Why let me know now and not when I first came?

Series of thoughts ran through my mind as I stare at the knife on the way to my room.

I pushed open the door and dropped the bag of gifts into a corner on the floor of my room.

I stood in front of the mirror to examine the knife once more but then I heard a knock on the door.

I wonder if they want dinner already.

With that, I opened the drawer and hide the knife inside before going to open the door.

“Hey” a pretty round face came into view and I recognize her to be Vickie.

“Get us two cups of