EMILY’S POV
“Hello!!!! Can you hear me,” a voice screamed inside Emily’s head, making her drop the cup of coffee she was currently drinking.
She clutched her head, groaning at the force of pain slamming into her skull.
“Hello!!!!!!” The voice said again.
“Who are you?” Emily whispers, looking around her.
“What kind of sick joke is this?”
“Not a joke, the voice said excitedly. My name is Chaira, your wolf.”
“My what!!” Emily yelled, groaning as the voice in her head laughed loudly.
“Nice to meet you too,” Chaira said, before retreating back to wherever she came from.
“Emily, are you ok?” Sheila asked, concerned with the way Emily was groaning, clutching her head.
“I think I am going to be sick.” Emily muttered, before running towards the restroom, throwing up everything she had
