Aunt May decided to take Rogan to school herself. She also decided to leave after every thing is settled with. She wanted to make sure that he was perfectly alright and free from his parents wrath before she thought of leaving back to her home.Rogan was grateful for it and felt safe with her presence. They got to school, Rogan hesitated to leave the car. "Don't wanna attend class today?" She asked, studying his emotions."Mr Smith has a task for me today and…" he turned his gaze to her. "It's stressful.""That's why it's called a punishment. Punishments are meant to be stressful in order to train a child to learn his mistakes. It's just a day task and it's over, you don't have to worry about it."Rogan calmed down.He was distracted by the sound of a car which parked some meters away from them. He looked over to the car and saw Emma with Drago and Emily. She blew them an air kiss as they waved a goodbye at her.Aunt May followed the direction of his eyes and sighted Emma with her kid

Rogan woke up earlier than usual. He brushed his teeth, had a quick bath without spending much of his time. He carefully selected his attire for the day, making sure he looked his best. He wanted to impress the Malfoy siblings with his style and confidence. As he stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his tie, he couldn't help but feel a surge of nervous energy mixed with anticipation.He made his way down to the dining room where he met his mother serving breakfast."Good morning, mom." He greeted, dropping his bag on the couch while he went to the dining table to eat."You're early today." His mother said. "Got an early class for today?" She asked."Not really. I just wanna make it to school early today." He said, grinding on his pancake. He watched as his mother put some in his plates. He mindly counted on the pancakes and he saw that it was much for him for breakfast. "Aren't they much?" He asked his mother who was just about to put one more."Are they?" She asked back, making a

Emily sat in the university cafeteria, her heart pounding in her chest as she stole glances at Rogan from across the room. It had been six long years since she's been crushing on him since high school, and her feelings for him had only grown stronger with time. She had admired him from afar, never daring to reveal the depth of her emotions.Rogan was kind, funny, and incredibly intelligent, qualities that only made him more irresistible in Emily's eyes. He had always been friendly towards her, engaging her in conversations whenever they crossed paths. But every time he spoke to her, a mix of excitement and fear consumed her. She was afraid that if she let her guard down, her true feelings for him would be exposed.Not only that was her fear. Since highschool, she hasn't seen a wolf like herself, every one were pure humans and if Rogan is to realize their true identity, it will likely expose her and cause him to hate her.Her friends, Beyonce, Danielle and Lucy, had become her confidan

The following week on Monday, Emily waited for Rogan to show up as he promised her the previous week to return but Rogan was nowhere to be found. He wasn't picking her calls and she felt that some thing must have happened to him. She was scared for him and wanted to use her friend's phone but they had gone for night class. Soon the weather changed, and heavy rain began to fall. Emily stood with her hoody, promising not to leave the rain until she saw Rogan. Her phone soon rang, and when she picked it out of curiosity, she hears a familiar voice which says, "I'm standing right behind you."Upon hearing the familiar voice, Emily's heart skipped a beat. She slowly turned around, her eyes filled with a mix of relief and concern. Standing behind her was Rogan, drenched from head to toe, his face mirroring a combination of exhaustion and apology."Rogan!" Emily exclaimed, a mixture of emotions rushing through her. "Where have you been? I was so worried!"Rogan's voice carried a tinge of w

Rogan stumbled through the dense forest, his heart pounding in his chest as he desperately tried to find his way back home. He could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins, fueling his tired muscles, but the wounds on his back and left arm throbbed with every step he took. The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow through the canopy above, a constant reminder of the danger that lurked in the darkness.As Rogan pressed on, his senses heightened, alert for any sign of movement or the faintest sound. Suddenly, a rustling in the underbrush caught his attention, and he froze in his tracks. His breath caught in his throat as a group of imposing figures emerged from the shadows. They were tall, with powerful frames and eyes that glinted with a feral intensity.Werewolves.Rogan's heart sank as he realized the dire situation he was in. These creatures were relentless hunters, driven by their primal instincts. He had heard stories of their ferocity and had always hoped to a