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...