"Breathe." I repeat. The scraped wooden door stands in front of me, awaiting my decision. I have to do this. My quivering fingers stop at the cold doorknob. Will they catch me? The knot in my stomach grows tighter with the thought. "Come on,Aurora. If it gets too late,we will be caught." Sia my wolf reminds me and I twist the knob. The door makes a creaking noise as I slightly pull it. I hope no one hears it because of the rain outside. Darkness embraces my eyes, fervent cold wind biting at my skin. The pitter-patter of rain and the smell of wet soil are the only elements that wrap my werewolf senses. Dad's guards must be on the front side of the mansion, protecting their costly suits from drenching. I exhale, releasing all my tension and step outside. My black cloak protects me from drenching and rain boots make a squeaking sound as I step over the puddles. Cold dampness shrouds my body, making me grimace at the weather.
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