Emily's POVMom was helping me to pack my hair, she had folded and unfolded it two times now to have it packed in the best way. She gave up, trying another means. My mind wasn't here with me as I thought about my dream the previous night. Though Drago had told me not to worry that he's got my back in whatever that is yet to happen, but some thing tells me that there's more to it than just a dream.I didn't realize mom had been calling my name until she tapped my shoulder. "Emily, sweetheart, is every thing alright?" She asked to bring me back to reality.I nodded my head with a sigh. "Yes, mom, every thing is alright." I replied, not sure if it was really convincing enough.I just wanna shake the thoughts off, but it keeps hunting me. I wish some one can talk me out of it, I just wanna feel free. I wanna relax and get back to the normal me. The normal Emily Malfoy."You've been quiet since I started making your hair, and it's unusual of you." I slightly turned my head to look at her.
Emma sat across from her daughter, Emily, in their cozy living room, sipping on a warm cup of tea. The soft light of the evening sun streamed through the curtains, casting a gentle glow on their faces. It had been a while since they had shared such a heartfelt conversation, and Emma was eager to catch up with her daughter's life."So, Emily," Emma began, her voice filled with curiosity, "have you found some one special for your heart? Some one who brings joy to your life?"A smile slowly crept across Emily's face as she nodded. "Yes, Mom," she replied, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I have indeed found some one wonderful. His name is Rogan."Emma's heart skipped a beat at the mention of the name. Rogan. It sounded so familiar, though she couldn't quite place it. She tried to hide her surprise, maintaining a calm demeanor as she prodded gently, "Rogan? That name sounds... familiar. Have I heard it before?"Emily's smile faltered slightly, sensing her mother's unease. "Yes, Mom, y
Emily sat on the edge of her bed, her mind consumed by the conversation she had with her mother earlier that day. She needed someone to talk to, some one who would understand her struggles. Drago, her brother, came to mind. They had shared every thing with each other over the years, and she knew she could trust him with her deepest concerns.Drago had come to request her headphone when he noticed the ugly expression on her face, a concerned look on his face. "Hey, Em. You seemed pretty distant today. Is every thing alright?"Emily sighed, looking up at him with tired eyes. "I don't know Drago. I'm just... I'm worried about Rogan." She said."What about him?" He asked. "Did some thing bad happen to him?""Not reallyBut… it's concerning the wolf mark.""What about it?" She only looked at him, not giving him a reply. "Look, Em, I understand your condition. I understand how loving and caring you are to those around you, but it's time you stop bothering yourself about facts that aren't nec
Emily was restless as she lay in bed. She couldn't shake off the feeling of impending change that hung heavy in the air. Tonight was a full moon, and it was Rogan's first transformation. She knows how it feels on one's first shift and how werewolves reacted during their first full moon- the pain and agony were said to be unbearable, and she couldn't bear the thought of Rogan suffering. She got up from bed and walked to the window, staring out at the night sky. The full moon was bright, casting a dim light over the landscape. Emily sighed, knowing deep down that there was nothing she could do to prevent Rogan's transformation.Rogan was a kind and gentle soul, but the full moon had a way of unleashing a primal side of werewolves. She wondered what Rogan would be like during his first transformation. Would he become a monster? Would he hurt any one? Emily didn't know, but she hoped that Rogan remained himself.As the night dragged on, Emily tried to keep herself occupied. She persuaded
Emily woke up the next day with a start, she quickly got up to prepare for school she surely didn't had a time to rest throughout the night, she's was reckless throughout, thinking of Rogan.She was thinking of the best and fastest way to inform Rogan about her new development and idea, she could've been more if not because of the discussion she had with Drago.Emily dressed up and was on her way to school, ignoring her breakfast which was already prepared and dressed on the dining table, she was so grateful that she met none of her parents on her way as she walked out of the house.When Emily got to school, her full focus was to meet up with Rogan and explain to him about how she came up with the new idea of wanting him to join her father's Park instead of the Crescent's but Emily was disappointed when she got to school and found out that Rogan was nowhere to be found. He doesn't seemed to be in the school yet. she searched through everywhere, inside the restroom, inside the lab room
Emily stood up from the floor still in shock, she couldn't believe what she saw, she ran straight to Drago's classroom to bring out Drago and to ask him for help but as soon as she got to the classroom, she was stopped by the physics teacher."And what do you think you're trying to do?? You're trying to enter my class?? What audacity??" The teacher thundered."I'm sorry Mr, I'm not here for your class, I'm here to call a student, I really need his attention right now, please sir, we won't stay out for long." Emily pleaded almost in tears."Get out of my class right this moment before I change my mind and punish you instead!"Emily gaited away with a delusional mind, her thoughts were messed up and she had no choice whatsoever again than to mind link Drago.Emily mind linked Drago and updated him about the sudden appearance of that people from the Crescent pack."Drago we are doomed, Crescent pack is here and I still can't find Rogan, I'm so worried right now, what am I to do?? They mu
Rogan woke up in a strange room, he felt his back hurting him, he wanted to lift up his hand trying to ease the pain but he discovered that he can't lift it, his hand was chained."What the f***?? What's going on?? Why am I chained?? Where am I??" He questioned himself rhetorically.Rogan looked around the room. The place was strange, he looked up just to see where the chain started which was above his head. The chain traveled from above his head, down to his back to his hands and legs.He noticed that air was blowing on his chest and looked down at his body, he was dressed with only his trousers on, his top was removed and the upper part of his body was bare with nothing to cover up his upper nakedness.Rogan looked around and discovered that he was in a cell and he was a criminal at the moment, chained strongly to the wall which gave him no escape route. He sighed in defeat with his head bowed.Rogan was terrified and struggled with the chain, trying to break free from its bondage b
Rogan was in the room for hours, he was so hungry and struggled with the chain again to see if his struggles would pay off at that time. He kept on dragging the chain, he would then released it and again he would drag and released it, he kept on repeating the process, making a loud and unpleasing noise with it. Rogan became week and tired, his strength had been weighed off him and all he was thinking at that moment was how to get it back. Rogan was feeling so empty and tired from within, he bowed his head in emptiness, contemplating on how to get his lost strength back. He was still contemplating when the door opened. At first, Rogan thought it was the young damsel who returned to answer the last question he asked her, he was so happy that she came back, happy that his hope was restored and he could be able to go back home to Emily and probably Drago.Rogan happily raised up his head, and his happiness turned to something else. Standing before him was the alpha himself, the alpha of