ELORA
My eyes opened as the too bright sunlight stole into my room, leaving a terrible pounding in my head. I groaned sitting up surprised to see I was naked underneath the covers with strange marks resembling hand prints on me.
Had I transformed last night?
I rushed to my mirror to see teeth marks on my neck and even more on my chest and stomach and going downward.
What the hell had happened last night?
I looked towards my bed and saw a familiar lump of blue cloth and went to inspect it. It was the King’s shirt as well as his cloak.
Why would his clothes be in my room?
I sniffed deeply, letting the earthy scent of him fill my nostrils. The scent of him so close, jogged my memory and I saw flashes of last night.
“Oh God.” I gasped as the fog cleared and images of last night floode
