Fenris' POV
The next morning, around 6:45 AM, I quietly opened the door to Isadora's room while she was still lying on the bed. The early morning sunlight seeped through the curtains, brightening up the room a bit, but the moment I entered the house, my instinct told me that something had changed drastically from the usual.
I felt a chilled cold running down my spine as I realised that Isadora had changed her look significantly. Her previous black hair was now turning into glinting silver, and she was glowing like an angel. I moved the tiptop to her bed, a mixture of fear and admiration gripping my chest. My fingers shook as I extended my hand to her. I wanted to touch her skin to make sure it was not a mirage that I was seeing.
But before my hand could make contact, Isadora sat
