140: White lycan

Aurora’s POV

I drifted in the realm of sleep but a persistent tug pulled at the edges of my consciousness, urging me to awaken. At first, I resisted, clinging to the comforting embrace of slumber. But the pull grew stronger, a persistent whisper in the depths of my mind.

With a reluctant sigh, I relented, gradually surfacing from the depths of sleep. As my senses sharpened, I became acutely aware of the urgency pervading my thoughts—a primal instinct urging me to action.

Intrigued and slightly disoriented, I allowed my instincts to guide me, rising from the cocoon of blankets that enveloped me.

With each step, the pull intensified, drawing me inexorably towards the woods that loomed beyond the confines of my apartment building. One exciting thing about this part of South Africa, it’s acres upon acres of woods.

The cool night air enveloped me as I stepped outside, the scent of earth and foliage mingling with the crispness of the night. Eva's presence hummed softly in the recesses of