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ROSELINE'S POV
When I recovered consciousness, I found myself on the bed, my eyes staring at the white ceiling, my entire body sour, and Cassie beside me. As I laid there, recollections of the previous day's events flooded back. I remembered the uneasiness that had crept in after eating the cake Scarlett had offered me, and how I felt like puking.
It dawned on me that Scarlett might have poisoned the cake, driven by her clear dislike of my presence, especially around Logan. I remembered the time Logan visited me, and Scarlett lied about my absence, only to fall silent when I appeared. Her actions now seemed sinister, and I wondered what she was capable of.
As I continued to ponder Scarlett's intentions, I couldn't shake off the feeling that she was hiding something. Her actions appeared driven by a desire to keep Logan and I apart. She had always desired to be with Logan and was envious when he fell for me instead.
Cassie's worried voice pierced through my foggy thoughts. "Finally, you're awake."
I groaned, slowly regaining consciousness. As I struggled to sit up, a wave of dizziness washed over me. My head spun like a merry-go-round, making it hard to focus. Gritting my teeth, I squinted at the wall clock,desperate for a clear view. The numbers blurred together, but eventually, they came into focus.
My eyes widened in horror. "What?!" I shrieked, my heart skipping a beat. "How long have I been out?" I demanded, fearing the worst.
My birthday, the day of my transformation, was supposed to be a public spectacle. Had I missed it? The thought sent a chill down my spine.
Cassie's soothing voice calmed me down. "Just take it easy, you've been asleep throughout the day." she advised, gently patting my back to comfort my throbbing headache.
I couldn't miss my transformation ceremony, the most important day of my life. The thought of facing my pack's disappointment at me missing the event, the shame was unbearable, knowing everyone was waiting for me.
I leapt out of bed, despite my pounding headache, and stumbled towards the window. Throwing it open, I gazed out at the moon, feeling a deep connection to its power. But something felt off.
I rushed to the gathering, anxious to join the ceremony. To my relief, I arrived just in time, it wasn't my turn yet.
As I took my place in line, my gaze swept across the crowd. My eyes met Logan's, and his warm smile filled me with encouragement.
Nearby, Mr. Tristan and Mrs. Linda stood together, accompanied by Scarlett, whose expression seemed guarded.
What's going on, it was my turn to transform into my werewolf form, but when I closed and opened my eyes everything still seemed the same way it was, it was already a full moon and it was exactly 12am.
I was supposed to have transformed into my wolf by now, and the mating ceremony with Alpha Logan was supposed to have started.
My heart began to race by the intimidating faces of the members of the pack, like I had just gone on a battle. My heart plummeted to my stomach, and I couldn't hear my heartbeat because it was thumping so fast out of fear.
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