Trials

Emma’s Pov:

My eyes peeled open with anxiety. I was restless in the night; I couldn't even sleep, and when I tried to fall asleep, I dreamed of the Luna rites trial. In the dream, I wasn't declared the Luna, and the Elders banished me from their pack. Scott just looked on as I was dragged away in tears. The dream was terrifying; the melodious tone the birds were singing by my window would have been melodious if it were another day, but today it sounded annoying and bothersome.

Two maids stood at the door, waiting with a basket filled with white linens to receive me. Then another set of two maids were by the bathroom door. They were all wrapped in fine white linen, too.

I turned over the blanket and slid it down, reaching for my fluffy black slippers. I wore them, and I climbed out of bed.

I traipsed to the door; the maids bowed and gave way for me to pass through. The house was busy, maids moved around at a fast pace, decorators were busy, and a man was on the ladder attaching things