"What?!" Mary exclaimed, feeling faint. She held her hand up to her forehead.
Her father cleared his throat. "Well, now that you have a suitable husband- err husband to be, you can finally go live with him!"
"W-with him...?" Mary asked, her eyes blinking ever so slowly. She felt like the world was gradually turning black. When she turned to look back her fiancee, he was wearing an innocent smile that looked deformed in her weird sight. "Like, in his house...?! In ThE wErEwOlF sIdE?!"
"Yeah! Well, his mansion actually." Her father said cheerfully.
Mansion?! Mary thought.
She was starting to lose her footing as the world around her spun round and round like a spinning top.
"Mary...! Are you okay?!" Her mother asked hurriedly. Mary heard her mother's heels clacking furiously against the marble floor as she felt her getting closer.
Mary heard people gasp as the world around her turned completely black and she started falling.
But before she could touch the ground, she felt strong arms wrap around her waist and she was instantly enveloped in a musky scent as she felt a firm chest pressing against hers and supporting her body from falling. She then suddenly felt like she was flying as she was picked up in a princess carry.
Since when did my mother have such strong arms...? Mary thought as her consciousness slowly faded away and her head drooped down.
***
Mary woke up a few hours later in complete darkness. She sat up abruptly, then looked around. She squinted her eyes to try to see in the darkness, but it was to no avail. She felt what she was sitting upon, and it seemed to be a fluffy bed. She felt a silky soft cloth touching her skin, different from the clothes that she had worn earlier.
Where am I...? She thought.
She moved around a bit, and found an edge of some table. She then fumbled her way to something that felt like a switch and flicked it on. The room instantly brightened, bathed in the yellowish light of the lamp sitting perfectly on the night stand beside her.
She could see the room now, and it was very large. Even larger than hers back at her house - it looked like a suite.
As she looked around, she took in the dark purple colored walls and their black lining. When she looked down at the bed, she found that the fluffy surface was dyed an off black.
What an interesting color, She thought.
She shifted herself to the side of her bed and let her somewhat tired legs hang over the ledge. She then lowered them down onto the floor and felt a hard and slightly rough surface catch her feet. She then stood up and put wait on them, and she felt a little wobbly.
What happened earlier? She thought.
She barely had any memory of the events prior to that moment.
That's when she caught the smell. The faint smell of musk wafted the air, coming from herself. But, she doesn't normally wear perfume.
What is this smell? She thought. And what is this thing in my hair?!
As she touched the top if her head, she felt two fluffy ears perking up, stopping her from any further movement. Fake ears?!
Just as she was about to pull them off, a man's voice called out from behind her.
"Oh!" The man's voice exclaimed. "Your finally awake!"
Mary whirled around as fast as she could, so startled by the man's voice that the lamp fell to the floor.
"Yes!" Mary squeaked, smiling sheepishly.
"I'm so sorry to have to have startled you, miss." The person said politely.
Mary was shocked when she saw who's talking.
It was a woman who seems to be in her 50s, with a thin red mouth contrasting her slightly curly and might tied up jet black hair. Her fine features blew Mary away, and her face opposed her voice.
But what shocked Mary more was the top of the lady's head. She had two big, fluffy wolf ears that seemed to actually be part of her head! They looked so fluffy that Mary actually, without thinking, approached the lady and reached for her ears.
The lady, blushing, backed away and spoke in her peculiar voice. "U-um... Sorry..." The lady looked uncomfortable.
"Fluffy!!" Mary whispered in awe, her eyes glowing in wonder.
"Yes..." She said, nodding and a avoiding Mary's gaze. "'Fluffy!'" She chuckled nervously. "Yours are too!"
Why was she flustered? Mary wondered
"Mine?" Mary asked, momentarily forgetting the two hairy triangles on her head. "Ah, yes yes!" Mary decided to just go with it.
"Well," The woman says finally after a moment of straightening herself up a bit. "I just came here to tell you that I'lm be your new personal maid, and that the master will see you in the dining room in a bit for dinner. My name is ms. Rosy. You can call me whatever you would like." She bows politly.
Wow. Mary thought. She was impressed.
There were maids in her house, but she didn't have a personal maid.
"No need to bow." Mary said, smiling gently at ms. Rosy. "I'm not royalty or anything."
"Yes miss. I'll stop right away if that's what you want." The woman snapped right back up.
"You have a nice voice." Mary said.
"Thank you."
"What time is it?" Mary asked.
Ms. Rose checked her watch. "It is approximately sex *** it means six in Latin*** o clock."
"What?" Mary wasn't sure if she heard that right.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I believe you youths now say 'six' instead'. What has werewolfkind come to?" Ms. Rosy added that last part as if to herself.
'Werewolfkind'? Mary thought. Wait. Don't tell me -
"Where am I?" Mary suddenly asks. "And who's the 'master'?"
"Your in Yano Yuu's mansion, of course." Mary's eyes bulged at that declaration, only to be met with these next sinister words. "Don't you know your husband's house?"
Mary felt like the air had been knocked out of her lungs. Husband?!