Chapter 39: Strange Behaviours

Ella’s POV

A sharp knock on the door saved me from answering the question and the growing storm in my heart reduced to a wavering breeze as Aunt Emily let out a sigh and got on her feet.

“The dressmaker is here,” she said and went to the door.

As she left, I released my breath and tried to calm my heart. I quickly grabbed the glass of milk and gulped it down like it was a cold refreshing glass of water.

“Oh, my dear, I didn’t know you were a designer…” I heard Aunt Emily say as she returned from the door and the whizz of a very familiar scent filled the room, causing the hair at the back of my neck to stand erect in alarm.

“Yes Aunt, I studied Fashion design and creation here at Crystal College. I was one of their star students,” the voice echoed, and my intestines curled.

My wolf jumped to the surface, and I felt panic surge through me as I raised my head and my eyes met with the speaker.

“Everyone called me, Willow the Great.” She appeared behind Aunt Emily, and blood drained from m