HAZELI wake up to the soft rays of sunlight streaming through the curtains, a nice sense of warmth enveloping me. For a moment, I'm lost in that blissful state between sleep and wakefulness, where reality and dreams blur together in a haze of beauty and peace. I’m still savoring it when I remember.. As consciousness fully returns, I'm hit with a wave of confusion. The events of yesterday flood back into my mind, the weight of the witch's words settling heavily on my chest. I'm a Dire wolf, a creature of legend and myth, and there's no going back. I sit up slowly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I try to shake off the remnants of the dream that still cling to my mind. It had been a happy one, a rare moment of peace amidst the chaos that has become my life. In the dream, I had been running through the forest, my wolf form free and wild, even as big as it was, and the wind dancing through my fur as I raced through the trees. It was exhilarating, the sensation of speed and freedom c
HAZELEthan shakes his head, determination shining in his eyes. “We'll come up with a cover story.” He says. “It will just be something to explain your absence without revealing the truth. It won't be easy, but it's worth it if it means keeping you safe.” I'm touched by their thoughtfulness, their unwavering dedication to my well being. But as grateful as I am for their efforts, a sense of sadness washes over me like a dark cloud. “But what about me?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. “What about my wolf? Don't I get a say in any of this?” Arnold's expression softens with sympathy as he reaches out to place a comforting hand on my shoulder. “Of course you do, Hazel.” He says, his voice gentle. “We just want to make sure that you're safe, that's all.” I know they mean well, but the thought of being confined to a small area of the forest fills me with a sense of claustrophobia, even if I’m sure that the space would be big enough, I want everything. I've always cherished
HAZEL The days pass by in a blur, each one blending into the next as I adjust to my new reality. Ever since I successfully shifted into my wolf form, life has taken on a whole new meaning. But with this newfound freedom comes a heavy burden, and that is the constant presence of guards. Not just that, there are more guards now. Why do I need seven guards following me around in sight? Are there anymore hiding? It's not easy having a small army of guards following me around at all times, their watchful eyes tracking my every move. At least six to seven guards are stationed with me at all times, making it feel like I'm living under constant surveillance. I understand the need for security, especially given the potential danger posed by my powers. But that doesn't make it any less frustrating. It's hard enough trying to navigate this new world of werewolves and magic without feeling like I'm constantly being watched. One afternoon, as I'm sitting in the courtyard of the castle, tryi
HAZELFinally, some relief. They've cut down the number of guards following me around to just two, and I can finally breathe a little easier. It's like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders, and I feel a sense of freedom that I haven't experienced in a long time. I step out into the warm sunlight, relishing the feeling of the breeze on my skin as I make my way towards the market to pick up some fruits. It's a beautiful day, the sky clear and blue, and I can't help but smile as I take in the sights and sounds of the bustling marketplace. The vendors call out to me, their voices cheerful and inviting as they display their wares. I stroll past rows of colorful stalls, the aroma of fresh produce filling the air, and I can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over me. It's moments like these that remind me of the simple joys in life, the little things that bring us happiness in the problems of the world. I pick out some ripe strawberries and juicy peaches, the vibrant colors of the
ETHANThe morning sun cast a warm glow across the dining hall as we sit down for breakfast, but it paled in comparison to the light in Hazel's eyes. Arnold and I exchange excited glances, barely able to contain our enthusiasm for the news we have to share to her. “Hey, love, we have some thrilling news!” Arnold exclaims, unable to contain his excitement any longer. “What is it?” Hazel asks, her eyes sparkling with curiosity as she takes a sip of her tea. “We just received an invitation to a party being hosted by an old friend of ours.” I say, unable to hide the grin spreading across my face. “A party?” Hazel repeats, her voice filled with excitement. “Yes, darling, a party!” Arnold confirms, his enthusiasm infectious. “And the best part is, we're all invited!” “Oh, that sounds wonderful!” Hazel exclaims, her heart racing with excitement. “Yes, indeed, my love.” I replies, nodding eagerly. “It's going to be a magical night, and we wouldn't dream of going without yo
LETHANAs the sun began to set, we made our way to the venue, hand in hand, our hearts racing with anticipation. The sound of music filled the air, the beat pulsing through our bodies as we stepped inside. “Wow, this place is absolutely enchanting!” Hazel exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder as she took in the sights and sounds of the party. “Yes, it is.” Arnold agreed, his gaze never leaving Hazel's radiant face. “Shall we go and enjoy some delightful cuisine?” I suggested, eager to begin our evening together. We made our way to the buffet table, filling our plates with an array of tantalizing dishes. As we ate, we talked and laughed, reveling in each other's company and the magical atmosphere of the party. “The food here is simply divine!” Hazel exclaimed, savoring each mouthful. “Indeed, it is.” Arnold agreed, his eyes filled with love as he looked at Hazel. “I am filled with happiness to be sharing this evening with you both.” I said, feeling blessed beyond meas
ETHAN The morning sun cast a warm glow across the dining hall as we sit down for breakfast, but it paled in comparison to the light in Hazel's eyes. Arnold and I exchange excited glances, barely able to contain our enthusiasm for the news we have to share with her. “Hey, love, we have some thrilling news!” Arnold exclaims, unable to contain his excitement any longer. “What is it?” Hazel asks, her eyes sparkling with curiosity as she took a sip of her tea. “We just received an invitation to a party being hosted by an old friend of ours.” I say, unable to hide the grin spreading across my face. “A party?” Hazel repeats, her voice filled with excitement. “Yes, darling, a party!” Arnold confirms, his enthusiasm infectious. “And the best part is, we're all invited!” “Oh, that sounds wonderful!” Hazel exclaims, her heart racing with excitement. “Yes, indeed, my love.” I replies, nodding eagerly. “It's going to be a magical night, and we wouldn't dream of going without you.” Hazel's
HAZELAs we reach the palace, we share a tender kiss under the moonlight, knowing that our love will only continue to grow stronger with each passing day. And as we drifted off to sleep, I knew that I would cherish the memories of this night for the rest of my days. After the party winds down and the guests begin to depart, Ethan and I find ourselves sitting together in a quiet corner of the ballroom, enjoying a moment of peace away from the hustle and bustle of the festivities. “That was quite the party, wasn't it?” Ethan says, a smile playing at the corners of his lips as he sips on his drink. “It was amazing.” I reply, a contented sigh escaping my lips as I lean back in my chair. “I haven't had that much fun in ages.” “Me neither.” Ethan agrees, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “But I have to admit, dancing with you was definitely the highlight of my night.” “You're just saying that.” I tease, a playful grin spreading across my face. “I'm serious, Hazel.” Ethan sa