It wasn’t hard to miss the crescent black mark on her shoulder now that she was undressing. The mark wasn’t there yesterday or any other day. The werewolf hadn’t touched her except for when it tried to catch her and failed. Was this a mark to show she was one of them? Did the moon have a connection to the wolf?
Now that she thought about it, the man changed his appearance when the moon rose to the sky in her dream. There must be a connection to wolves, the moon, and the mark on her skin.
"I need to find out more about werewolves quickly. I can’t wait till night ti," she whispered, scared to touch the marking, but she would have to wear a dress to hide it from others. "Father is ho and might leave shortly. Samuel and Regina must be at their classes, and Rachel must be at the tea party I heard her talking about. All I need is an hour. I only need to get past Minnie."
It was risky to try to leave right now while Minnie was the only one here, but Aurora was anxious to know what would happen to her. Wasn’t it logical that anyone else would be tearing the world upside down to find out what would happen to them?
"But if I make a mistake and Minnie catches , I really won’t have another good ti to leave. She’ll ground to my room," Aurora sighed, pushing the idea of leaving right now out the window. Hopefully, nothing else weird will happen today to cause her to freak out around anyone.
On the outside, she appeared cool as a cucumber, but her legs felt like the jelly fruit at the festival, the more things she realised were occurring because of her dream.
Why her? It might be selfish to ask, but why couldn’t the werewolf have chosen anyone else? The town had many people, and out of those many, it had to pick her. If anyone else were to find out a werewolf was real and after her, then they would try to kick her out of the town and report her to the king.
Aurora’s head started to ache suddenly, making her lean over, holding both sides of her head in pain. She groaned, hearing loud chants in her head. Loud enough like there were people in the bathroom with her.
"She is not one of us!"
"Look at her hair!"
"She’s a witch, I tell you! Burn her!"
The sad part about the things she was experiencing was that they all felt real, like Aurora had experienced them all before. Instead of leaning over, Aurora sat on the floor with tears filling her eyes. The headache faded away, but the sound of soone yelling to burn her sent chills down her body.
"I am not a witch," she muttered softly to no one. But she knew with her rare white hair and blue eyes, many people would try to label her as sothing she wasn’t, all because it wasn’t normal. She noticed the way new workers acted surprised after they saw her appearance. Aurora did not need a wolf added to her worries.
Aurora yanked on her hair, trying to pull it out of her scalp. She wanted a different hair colour to be like everyone else.
"Why are you trying to harm yourself?"
Aurora’s heart skipped a beat hearing the voice in her head again. In a panic, she looked around the bathroom to see if the wolf was in here with her, but it was still empty except for her. How did he know what she was doing?"
In a trembling voice, she asked, "Where are you? Where are you watching from?"
"Relax, sweetheart. I am not peeking at you through a window if that’s what you’re thinking. Are you doing sothing a lady shouldn’t be doing? Care to humour ?"
Aurora blushed, knowing what he was insinuating. She didn’t like having the wolf in her mind. "I am not doing anything indecent, but it is indecent for you to ask that. Are you not a proper man?"
"Hmm. I guess I am an improper man."
"Have you no sha to actually say that?" Aurora questioned, still looking around the room. How was it possible to hear soone in your mind? All of her tutors would lose their minds trying to fathom or explain this.
"You asked a question and I answered it. Would you prefer it if I lied?"
"No," she muttered. He still didn’t answer the question of how he knew she was hurting. "How did you know what I was doing?"
"We are connected more than you think. I can feel when you are in pain."
Aurora was certain it might have sothing to do with the mark on her shoulder. A book would tell her about what little everyone knew, but if she stayed calm and questioned the wolf, she would learn more than anyone else ever did. "If you are not peeking through a window, where are you right now? Perhaps, the place in my dreams?"
"It’s early in the morning, and you’re at ho. Wouldn’t you also expect to be in the comfort of my own ho, sweetheart? For future reference, I’m more of a night person than a morning person. Nice to have this conversation with you after you finally answer ."
"Answered you? When did I answer you?" Aurora trailed off, thinking of what he ant. It didn’t click at first, but then she rembered instances where she felt there was soone calling her na. "That was you? It started as a whisper and then got louder and louder."
"You finally answered last and woke up near my ho. It wasn’t technically a dream; you were actually here."
"Well, why did you take there? What do you want from ?" Questioned Aurora. These were the big two questions she wanted answers to.
"I didn’t bring you here, sweetheart. You ca on your own. Imagine my surprise when I felt your presence here. Were you missing ?"
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