However, as soon as Roselia closed her eyes, she herself couldn't believe what popped in her imagination.
It was Ethan. Even though, their first meeting was unpleasant, somehow his handsomeness surely had an impact on her. She don't know why, she couldn't help but get attracted to him just like a piece of iron pulled by a magnet. Yes, some magnetic force was indeed dragging her towards him and made her think only about him.
"Are you sure? " that's what he asked her.
"Screw him, why don't he speak in human language? "
Well, he does spoke human language. But the problem is, its a baseless question. Roselia didn't understand on what basis he asked her.
"Is he the one who saved me? "
She tried to remember the person, who saved her after she passed out, after the transformation. However, all she could think and see was a pitch of darkness clouding her senses. Everything was blurry, she could vaguely see anyone and not to mention the person. She recalled the the whole scene, he had nudged her hand and spoke 'Protect' before she lost conscious.
After fretting for some time she came to a conclusion that, the one who saved her and Ethan, both are not same people.
Because Ethan had a deep hoarse voice whereas the unknown person's voice is a little soft unlike Ethan's.
However, he definitely seemed like he know about her. She racked her brain to search any past encounters with him. But, she couldn't find any.
Shaking her head vigorously, she wanted to stop thinking about him. Pulling the blanket over her, she closed her eyes to let sleep invade her.
But, she wasn't able to fall asleep. She tossed and turned in her small bed as though something was frustrating her. Indeed, she is in frustration right now. Suddenly, Roselia yanked her blanket aside, sitting up fiercely.
She was still unable to digest the fact of being an werewolf and not a human. She felt like she lost her identity. All these years, she believed she was one among them and now, it felt like someone snatched her identify from her. She felt a pang of pain in her chest. The pain was indescribable. She is different from all. Her heart was burning with pain.
It is good to know her true form. But, all these years she grew up between humans and surrounded by them. Now, one night changed her every belief she had. She was afraid of herself. Every minute, she is lurking in fear. She don't know what happens if others know about her.
She was frightened to become a target of many guns and might get killed under the name of a threat to humans. She just started a new life and leading a decent life just like others.
This new change is good and she wants to continue it. But, she was afraid how they will treat her and might feel betrayed after knowing who she was. If possible, she want to hide this fact for this lifetime. But, could ahe able to do it?
She don't know what to do if she transforms again. Not to mention about her appearance or state of mind or behavior, she doesn't even know whether she could control her senses if she transforms next time.The first time was a three kill and she was barely escaped from entering the prison. She was terrified when she realised as being a 'killer'. Now, she doesn't want to commit the same mistake later. She was afraid to kill someone she cares just in case, if she couldn't control herself if she turned into a wolf.
With a train of thoughts running in her mind slowly, sleep drifts her off to Dreamland.
....
With no work and no one to disturb their sleep, both Islinda and Roselia slept till evening. That was surely a long nap, though.
Roselia is the one to wake up first. Stretching her hands, Roselia yawned feeling drowsy, her hands bunched up
Turning behind, she saw the widely displayed clock on the wall to check what time it is. It's 10 minutes past 6 and peered at the window. She watched the sunset at the horizon, spreading its largess into a grateful sky. Rich hues of red blended with oranges, crimsons is filled in the sky. It was sure a view one should watch.
She immediately yanked her blanket aside, sitting up, her legs swaying to and fro under the bed.
Taking her time to kick away her drowsiness , she then right away bought her bags up onto the bed, unzipping them, she began pulling things out and finding places to stow them. Books went into the bookshelf. However, after she arranged the books, more than half of her luggage was reduced. She heard Islinda too give a little whimper shows her discomfort because of the disturbances.
Not wanting to disturb Islinda, Roselia then took great pains to ensure that her footsteps were soft, while she continued to arrange her objects neatly and carefully.
However, regardless of how careful and small her actions were, she still managed to disturb Islinda's sleep.
Her movements abrupt, sitting on the bed disheveled, her hand grabbed her head. Her head feeling so heavy, as if someone kept a load of weight on her top.
Hearing the light movements, Roselia turned around to face Islinda, with a bright smile on her face, "Good morning, " She greeted Islinda.
Islinda's eyes widened in shock listening to Roselia.
"What? " Her mouth open with a small gap, her brain instantly beating away all her sleepiness, making her fully awake.