As Rogan and Emily strolled through the peaceful school garden, the sun bathed them in its warm embrace. The scent of blooming flowers filled the air, creating a tranquil ambiance for their conversation. Rogan, known for his quick wit and playful nature, effortlessly unleashed a barrage of jokes that left Emily in fits of laughter.As they ventured deeper into the garden, Emily found herself increasingly enchanted by Rogan's magnetic personality. His words flowed effortlessly, each one crafted to elicit joy and amusement. She was captivated by his ability to find humor in the simplest of things, his infectious laughter ringing in her ears like sweet music.Unbeknownst to Emily, Rogan had a mischievous streak, always ready to seize an opportunity to create a memorable moment. A mischievous glint danced in his eyes as he noticed a group of flowers arranged in an intriguing pattern nearby. With a sly grin, he pointed at them, pretending to decode a hidden message."Emily, did you know th

"Mom, we're going to a party tonight." Drago notified."Wow!" She exclaimed, excited to hear that her children were attending a party for the very first time. "You guys never told me there's a party.""That's because we never intend to attend to one." Emily said."So, why the change of mind?" She queried."We changed our minds this time." Drago replied."I'll order the driver to take you guys over. Try not to stay up late at night." She warned. "And again, be careful, I heard there are strange wolves in the city. Don't let them find you.""We won't." They assured her and left.Emily's heart was pounding fast. She has never been to a party before so attending one felt like a burden to her. The numerous faces she'll see, the itchy smell of alcohols and the unpleasant experiences likely to take place."You're scared, aren't you?" Drago asked her."Not really, just nervous. Why?""I can hear your heartbeat loud and clear." He answered."Sorry. I'm trying to fight the feeling.""I already

Emily's POVParty was finally over and every one had gone home with fear. I helped Rogan stand to his feet. He looked messy with the marks on his body. Drago helped me walk him to the car, we pleaded with Alex to take him home."What's your name?" Alex asked him."Rogan. My name is Rogan.""So Rogan, who are those guys?" He asked."I don't really know who they are. They just attacked me in broad daylight requesting I should be their member. I didn't understand at first, but when we crossed paths again, they really hurt me.""You mean the mark he talked about?" I asked."It's not really a tribal mark or some thing, it's just a scar." He said. "The claw scar, that's all.""Did you meet with their Alpha when this happened?""Yeah, I think he kinda noticed I was in his territory or some thing. He saw my innocence and decided to let me go. But he warned me never to step a foot in his pack. But I don't know why those jerks want from me.""You have some thing that belongs to them. That mark

Writer's POVEmily had always felt a little different from those around her. There was an inexplicable sense of otherness that seemed to linger in the depths of her soul. But lately, that feeling had been intensifying, taking on a new and unsettling form. It's been weeks this feelings had been with her and she's been hiding it from every one.One fateful evening, as Emily wandered through the dense forest near her home, she felt a peculiar sensation coursing through her veins. It was as if her entire being was on high alert, and an invisible force tugged at her senses. Her heart raced, matching the rhythm of her quickened breaths. Some thing was about to happen; she could sense it.Beside her, her loyal companion, a majestic black wolf named Luna, her grandmother, exhibited a restlessness of her own. The fur on her back stood on end, her keen eyes scanning the surroundings with an intensity matching Emily's own unease. Luna Malfoy had always been attuned to Emily's emotions, and now h

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