*Tiara*
"It's time for you to shift, Tiara," Mother announced, leaving me dumbfounded.
"But... but how is that possible?" I murmured in disbelief. "I can't shift. I've never shifted since I was sixteen."
"Tiara, you're a Fae-Werewolf hybrid, and you will shift when you turn eighteen," she explained, and now everything became clear.
The pain in my stomach twisted and writhed, like a storm brewing within. Clutching my midsection, I winced as the discomfort intensified.
"We need to leave for Serenity Glade, the sacred forest in our realm where the shifting or the royals take place," Mother murmured urgently before darting off to make a mysterious call that I strained to hear.
Gasping for breath, I waited for the agony to subside. My mind became a chaotic tempest. Then, a voice, soft yet
