Jemima
Waking up to cold shivers, I sprung up from the bed with sweat trailing down my entire body.
“It’s a dream..” I panted, whispering to myself before getting up. The morning sun kissed my skin when I opened the beautiful curtains of the room.
Nightcrawler is not rumored to be fake indeed. It was beautiful as beautiful as the rising of the sun. As the pack house is in the center of the pack, I could see through towns and shops from the window even if the view isn’t very visible.
A small smile plastered on my face and my eyes stung.
Was this the life I missed so far? Waking up to morning peace and not morning scolding..?
I remembered if it were to be the pack I came from, Blackwater pack, I would have being beating to life, left in the shadows to do chores. I sighed.
“Morning, Je
