Helanie:
He had soon arrived, and I was in his arms in the next few minutes. He was carrying upstairs to my bedroom.
He stord inside to find Norman sitting on the couch with the tray on the table.
"Helanie? What happened to her?" Norman jumped to his feet, reaching Emt, but he didn’t hand over to him.
"I found her sitting on the stairs and crying in pain. What is going on with her? Her body is heating up," Emt told his brother, sounding slightly drunk, but he was able to form a full sentence and even navigate to the bedroom without tripping once.
But I was in bad shape.
"It hurts so much," I cried loudly, shaking in pain. Every inch of my body seed to be on fire. No amount of massage or dicine would help.
"We should take her to the doctor—" Norman was about to suggest when sothing suddenly silenced both of them.
They froze for a brief mont.
That sothing was none other than the crack of my elbow joint.
And then—right before my eyes, and theirs too—my bones started breaking and shifting.
"Ughhhh—" I bit my bottom lip to stop myself from screaming, but I still heard Emt loud and clear when he said,
"She is transitioning."
That was all I heard before Norman tried to carry again.
However, Emt jumped in his way and took from him, leading the way.
The two of them were now rushing downstairs while I whimpered against Emt’s chest.
"Take her to the woods," Norman suggested, and Emt rushed faster.
The next few minutes were so painful for .
I was hearing all sorts of weird noises—everything from far away as well.
More specifically, the sounds of animals.
There were tis when I thought I would pass out, but I didn’t.
Because flashes of all the torture I had faced and all the pain I had been through in my life started rushing back to .
It felt like a walk down mory lane.
All the things—from when I was a child to when I beca an adult—every happy and sad mont ca rushing back, making the pain even worse.
And then—we reached a safe place.
It had only been a few minutes of running for Emt as he tried his best to cover as much distance as possible in a little ti, but it felt like hours to .
Once he put down, Norman stationed himself opposite from his brother.
The two now stood in front of and behind , ready to help in whatever way they could.
"Okay, now listen to my voice. The pain is just a hint of sothing bigger. Let your wolf take over. Let your body relax," Norman started saying, and I dropped on my knees.
"Helanie, let your wolf take over your body," Emt repeated the sa thing.
But I didn’t know how to do that.
"Your wolf is not your enemy. She won’t hurt your body like others. Your body will be safer in her hands. Trust her," Norman said, and as he spoke, I realized what had been stopping from transitioning all this ti.
My control over my body after I had been raped was so strong that even when my wolf tried waking up, I would shut her down without even aning to.
I had grown so defensive of my body that I didn’t even let my wolf take over.
As I relaxed and started breathing comfortably, not focusing on my body and letting myself loosen up, I heard my wolf speak.
’I will never hurt you.’
With that, I watched my hands start to change. Norman and Emt shared a glance before they turned their backs to .
I was finally transitioning.
I cried as my wolf took over.
And soon, I was no longer in control of my body—just a sense in the background.
We didn’t communicate with words during that ti. We just changed and ran around, laughing together.
Norman and Emt stayed running around in their human forms to keep a check on .
My wolf was pretty smart and full of energy.
I thought she would be weak like I was.
But the way she covered miles in minutes and howled the loudest, I felt powerful.
Soon, it had co to an end—like every good thing.
I began to transition back again.
My body was tired from running the whole night.
I arrived at the place where I had first changed and found clothes left for .
After I changed, I slowly lay down on the ground and closed my eyes.
I wanted to drift off to sleep, and I knew I would be safe because the two who had been guarding were still nearby.
I knew they would carry back ho, safe and sound.
It was then that I realized—being mates or lovers shouldn’t be such a hassle.
One should be able to close their eyes during a war because they know their mate is there to protect them.
That amount of safety... that is what true love is.
And just like I had expected, soon I was in Emt’s arms.
They were taking back ho.
Although I wasn’t fully awake, I wasn’t fully asleep either.
So, I got to hear them talking about my wolf.
"What are we going to do now?" Norman asked Emt.
"I always had a feeling there was sothing special about her wolf. But to this extent..." Emt responded.
"Hmm. Is it odd that I’m beginning to wonder if it was her wolf forcing her to fight Darius? Her wolf must know how different she is. I’m starting to believe... there is hope that Helanie will win."
Those words brought a smile to my lips, and I felt Emt give a little shake in his arms.
My body jumped slightly and landed back in his arms.
"She’s happy to hear us talk about her being strong and powerful," Emt said very coldly, but I could tell he was trying to be playful.
"She’s awake?" Norman questioned, and I believed Emt nodded.
"Well, Helanie, you got yourself a really good wolf," Norman said as he walked ahead of us.
Was it true?
Was my wolf truly that different?
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