To be his mate

At midnight, the howling wind was so strong that it swirled around making weird sound. The air swayed the curtains and a stranger wind penetrated through the window. Aurora sprang up in the bed. She just had a nightmare and it was a frightening one.

“Anyone out there?” Her teensy-weensy voice couldn't be heard. She removed the duvet and climbed down the bed. She wore a pair of flip flop slippers. “What could that be?” She mumbled to herself as she made the way toward the windows and shuttered the windows.

She headed back to the bed, just about to get on it she heard a strange voice in her head. “Aurora. Aurora, come to me” The voice echoed her name. The sclera in her eyes dilated blinding the dark spots at the center. She looked at the door abruptly. She walked out of the room leisurely following the echoed sound. The bodyguards were fast asleep, none of them noticed when she walked through the back door.

Aurora made her way deep inside the woods. On a normal day her parent had warned her never to cross the forbidden lane but she just did. She wasn't in her right sense though. As she got closer the voice also got louder in her head.

A dying old woman was resting her head on the tree. Blood gushed out from the wounded part in her stomach, she was at the verge of death. She sensed someone was around. Perhaps her spell worked as she wanted but when she saw Aurora her eyes fell in disappointment.

“Why would my spell lure out a werewolf?” She was perplexed, thinking she might had casted a wrong spell or missed a word.

Aurora kneeled in front her. She couldn't do anything or talk because of the spell.

“I don't want to hurt you Aurora,but you're the one my spell choose. I should do it.” She was going to die but the hatred in her heart that was burning with rage wanted a revenge. She needed a soul, the one that would avenge her when she died but she was perplexed when the spell lured Aurora, a wolf girl to her.

She cut her palm and Aurora's hand then held her hand in hers. She casted the enchant spell with her last strength. Light surrounded them, wind swirled around the woods as all her power pierced Aurora's heart. She slumped to the ground. The witched groaned in pain as Aurora also fell unconscious.

The witch body vanished in a puff of smoke.

The next day, Miranda stalked inside the room to wake Aurora. She lifted the duvet but she wasn't under it. She checked the bathroom and her dressing room but she wasn't in. She dashed to her parent's room.

“Ma'am, Aurora is missing.” She announced nervously.

“What? Again?” Mrs Hammond gasped as she turned to look at her husband.

“She might be playing around. Check her favorite place.” Mr Hammond assumed as he was preparing to go out.

“Sire, she's not anywhere around the mansion. I had the maids to check out but they couldn't find her.” Said Nadine, her nanny. He dropped the jacket he was holding.

“Aurora?”

“Hammond, my daughter.” Mrs Hammond panicked.

“Useless, how could you not find her? Did I employ you for nothing. Send all the bodyguards out to look for my daughter if a strand of hair went missing I will not spare any of you.” Miranda rushed out to inform the guards. “Nothing must happen to my daughter. You know she's a frightened rabbit when her mother isn't around. Find me my daughter.” She yelled at everyone.

“Calm down honey. They're going to find our daughter.” She paced around the room impatiently.

“Nadine, what time did you leave her room last night?”

“Immediately I was sure she's asleep. I checked on her at midnight and she was inside. I don't know how she was able to leave the mansion without the guard's notice.” Nadine replied. She was a bit nervous.

“Let's go.”

“I'm coming with you.” Mrs Hammond followed them out.

They waited impatiently for all guards to return with Aurora but none of them found her. It was twilight when the last bodyguard arrived with Aurora.

“Oh my goodness. My daughter.” Mrs Hammond wept when she saw them. They rushed to them. “She's still in her nightdress. She must have sleepwalked into the woods." They all headed inside. The guard laid her on the bed and covered her with duvet.

“Call the doctor now.” Nadine told Miranda.

“Her body is cold.” Mr Hammond examined her body but it was cold as ice and paler than usual.

“I found her lying on the ground in the woods. She walked through the forbidden lane sir.” the guard reported.

“She must have sleepwalked. But her body is cold and she's not, she's not b-breathing.” Her mother stuttered frighteningly.

“She'll be fine. Aurora, wake up sweetie. You're home now baby.” Her father shook her body vigorously.

Aurora. Aurora.. Please don't do this to me. Where are those useless fools? I swear to God I won't spare any of you.” He seethed.

Her father never left her side. He waited till the doctor arrived. When the doctor examined her, he found nothing wrong with her.

“Nothing is wrong with her.” He declared the result.

“Tell me why my daughter isn't waking up. You said nothing is wrong with her so why is she unconscious?”

He examined Aurora's eyes and found the dark spots weren't visible anymore. “She's dead.” He hesitated.

Mrs Hammond moved closer to him. Her eyes widened, she gaped and dragged her feet ponderously to her side. Her body weakened and her face fell.

“What did you say?” She asked to be sure she hadn't heard wrong.

“She's dead.”

“She's not dead. Look at her, she doesn't look dead to me.” Said Mr Hammond .

Her mother broke down when the doctor couldn't help. Nadine walked the doctor out.

“I know where to take my daughter to.” He said with a stern look.

“Aurora look at your mother. I'm right here beside you.”

Hammond carried her, he existed the room. He made the way out to the car park. He put her in the back seat and hopped in.

Nadine and Mrs Hammond joined them. The driver drove out after he told him where he should took them to.

“Are you sure about this?”

“She owes me. I'm sure she will save my daughter.”

There were still in the woods. Night came and it was really cold. The driver halted the car. They alighted, Hammond carried Aurora on his shoulder. He walked with his wife and Nadine to the hut where smoke was coming from.

“Celeste, please open the door.” He called out. It was cold and snowing outside.

The door was yanked open and an elderly woman in her late fifties showed up. She raised an inquiry look.

“What brought werewolves to my house at this midnight?”

“Celeste, we need your help.” She looked at the six years old Aurora.

“Come in.” She moved out of the way. She gestured to them to lay her on the rug.

“Please save my daughter.” Mrs Hammond sobered.

“What happened to her?” She touched her auburn hair that had little gray hair at each side.

“We found her like this in the woods.”

“Let me take a look at her eyes.” She shook her head when she saw how ugly her eyes had become.

She recited a spell to cure her but a strong wind blew in instead. She casted another spell but nothing happened. A small light appeared on her forehead in a symbol.

“I don't know why a witch enchanted a werewolf's soul”

“A witch?” They exclaimed.

“I can't save her.” Celeste uttered grimly and stood away from Aurora's body.

Mrs Hammond kneeled down in front of her and clasped her hands. She appealed to her in tears.

“She's our only child, she is the reason we left the pack because we think leaving the pack will save her from any disasters. Please Celeste, save my daughter.” Mrs Hammond begged as she wept.

“Aish.” Celeste shook her head.

“Celeste, you said I should call you whenever I need you.”

After a long awkward silence. “How can I forget the one that saved me. I owe you so it's time I should repay you. Hammond, I can perform a ritual to bring her back but I can't reverse the power she possesses now. To get rid of the power means to kill her. She had made a promise with a witch, their souls are enchanted and inseparable.” Celeste explained as she glanced through her book shelf. She grabbed an old book and put it on the table.

“I don't care, I just want my daughter alive.” Mrs Hammond snapped impatiently.

“The ritual might have side effect on her. She's not human but a werewolf. She'll have to sacrifice something for the ritual. I'm afraid she might not be able to have her werewolf form when it's full moon. She'll be fine if she learns how to use the power.” Celeste explained. She brought awaken needles from the drawer. A force lifted Aurora from the floor. Celeste used a spell to control the needles as they hung so close to her face.

“The witch must have casted a wrong spell out of desperation. Since she'll lose her wolf, I think she should leave far away from home till she gets back what she has lost.” She suggested and sighed as she continued with the ritual.

“Will she be okay?” Hammond asked with a concern look.

“Literally. Let's wait and see."

“My aunt is human not a werewolf, I'm sure she'll be fine living with her in the city. I'll take Aurora to her and keep her identity a secret.” Mrs Hammond uttered, grieving.