She Will Kill Me

Nora Pov's 

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I opened my eyes when sunlight disturbed my sleep, feeling immense pain in my head.

"Ahh," I whimpered and sat up straight.

“She’s awake.” Someone’s voice jolted me from my sleepy state. I looked to my side, only to find two strangers sitting at a distance, watching me. Their faces were covered by black masks.

"Who are you?" I asked, then looked around, only to realise I was somewhere in the middle of the forest. Sweat covered my body as anxiety gripped my soul. I took a deep breath and rubbed my hands together, trying to stay calm.

“What am I doing here?” I asked, touching the back of my head and whined in pain.

"Ahh... it's hurting," I mumbled.

"That woman hit you pretty badly. It took my friend a long time to bandage all your wounds." The one who had announced I was awake spoke while his friend silently stared at me... I narrowed my eyes.

"A woman?" I whispered. My eyes shot open as I recalled everything that had happened the night before.

"My... My par--parents" Tears welled up in my eyes remembering how they brutally killed my parents and goosebumps covered my skin. I lost everything in a day… 

I bit my lower lip and bowed my head while crying.

"No... It's a nightmare... It's nothing but a illusion. .. Please say my parents are safe." I muttered, closing my eyes and shaking my head.

"I'm sorry... they are dead," He said in a bitter tone. I opened my eyes and turned my head toward them. That’s when my eyes met the person who had saved my life the night before. His eyes were red, as if he were in pain too—just like me.

The tears I had been holding back finally rolled down my cheeks. He stood up and came near me without breaking eye contact.

"Cry as much as you want because afterwards, you won't have time to cry," he said, sitting beside me and pulling me into his arms. I didn’t know what he meant by those words, but I needed this. I need someone to hold me so I can let out all my pain.

"They killed my parents." I hid my face in his chest and started crying. He caressed my hair lovingly. 

After some time, he broke the hug and tucked the strand of my hair behind my ear.

"It's enough," he said. I looked at him with teary eyes.

"You cried enough... Now you should go to my pack," he said and looked at his companion. "Drop her near our pack border."

"I don't think it's a good idea, Nash... What if she—" Before his companion could finish, my saviour stopped him.

"Do as I say," my saviour grunted in a low tone.

"Nash," I whispered his name. He turned towards me, and his eyes softened as they met mine. He cupped my face and wiped my tears.

“We can’t change what happened… you have to accept it.” he muttered. I shook my head, refusing to listen to him. He held my hand in his and caressed the back of my hand lovingly.

“I know it’s easy to say, but moving on is a rule of life that we have to follow, with or without our will.” he said. I opened my mouth to say something, then closed it, unable to find the right words. He was right; I had to move on with the harsh reality of losing my parents. 

He helped me to stand up, holding my hand. He wiped my tears again and caressed my cheek. There was something in his eyes that assured me that as long as he was with me, no one could harm me. 

"You have to gather yourself," he muttered. We were both looking into each other's eyes. That's when I felt a strange pain in my body.

"Ahh," I whimpered, holding his arm to steady myself.

"What happened?" he asked, looking at me with concern. I looked at him breathing heavily and sweating. I kept my hand over my chest, feeling suffocated.

My vision was turning blurry, and my head was spinning. He tightened his grip on my hand and encircled his other arm around my waist.

“Maybe everything that happened triggered your wolf… you’re transitioning.” He said in a soft tone, snatching the ground beneath me. I looked at him, widening my eyes.

"It's good your wolf is taking over. Your wounds will heal.” He muttered in a cold tone, as if it were not a big deal. 

Well, it wasn’t a big deal for werewolves—but for me, it was.

I looked at him, widening my eyes. This was the first time I was transitioning into a wolf, and I didn’t know a single thing about it.

"Wait... you're transitioning for the first time?" he asked, noticing my expression. Just like mine, his eyes widened when I nodded.

“Arghh,” I cried, hugging him and hiding my face in his chest as immense pain tore through my body.

"Let her come out. Don't restrain her," he muttered. I looked at him bewildered.

“You don’t know a single thing about transitioning,” he sighed, making me sit on the ground. He caressed my hair lovingly, looking at me with affection. Despite the pain, it soothed my anxious soul… His touch was calming me.

“This pain will be over. You just need to let your wolf take charge. Don’t restrain her by trying to hold yourself,” he instructed me, wiping the sweat from my forehead. "Now get on all fours"

"It's hurting," I sobbed, feeling like I would die with this pain.

"Do as I say." I nodded and followed his instructions. Soon my wolf took over, and my transformation started taking place.

"Ahhh!" I screamed as all my bones started cracking.

“It’s okay… this pain will be over,” Nash whispered in my ear before moving back and giving me space. I don't know what I would have done without him by my side. My bones cracked and my screams of pain filled the entire forest. It was becoming unbearable, and I almost gave up—until everything suddenly went silent and the pain started fading away.

"Wow," I heard his voice when I finally completed my transition.

"She had a golden wolf," His companion uttered. Everything felt like a dream. 

My vision and hearing became a thousand times sharper.. I closed my eyes and heard the sound of the running water.

"Let's go there." My eyes shot up when I heard my wolf's voice in my head. The next thing I knew, we were running towards the lake.

After a long run, my wolf stopped near the water and looked at her reflection with a smile.

"You look beautiful." I whispered and took a step back in fear when I saw a wolf come and stood near mine, looking at our water mirror image. Soon, that wolf stepped back and morphed into a human.

"Nash," I called him and a big smile appeared on my lips after I saw him standing beside me.

“Ask her name, Nora,” Nash muttered, indicating that I should communicate with my wolf but before I could do that, she growled loudly.

“Her wolf is angry at her,” Nash’s companion said, looking in our direction.

"And that's not good news. She could kill her," Nash replied, looking at me with concern. His words and expression confused me—until a sharp pain tore through my body, accompanied by my wolf’s angry growls.

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