No clue at all

"I am Josiah, a close friend of Alpha." I take in the information, though puzzled.

Why will a friend of Alpha speak with me? How does he know me?

"Oh, Nice. What can I help you with?"

"Nothing much Just wanted to know the Future L-" He says but gets cut off

"Josiah!" by Francesca shouting his name and looking nervous.

"Oh, Lucia." He exclaims seeing my sister.

He seems happy seeing her but doesn't even know what her name is?

"It's Francesca. She is my sister, and it's Francesca, not Lucia." I correct him.

"Yes, my name is Francesca, Josiah." She says while stressing on her name and giving a look to Josiah, whose eyes widen and he nods as if he just understood his mistake.

"My mistake, it's Francesca and you are Celine," He says clearing all the information.

"Do you both know each other?" I ask after seeing the conversation that just happened.

"No!"

"Yes!"

Francesca and Josiah both shout confidently but the answers were different and all I could do is stare at them, expecting a clarification.

"Um... I knew him before but we are not that close." Francesca explains while Josiah just nods his head.

"Can you just come over here?"I ask Francesca and gesture towards a lonely corner of the hall. She nods and we both go.

"What's happening?" I ask, making sure my voice sounds strict.

"It's nothing important for you. At least not at the moment," She says the last part lowly but I hear it. I sigh, seeing her reluctance.

"Promise me you will tell me when you feel it right. I don't know what it is but you are very tensed about it and I want you to know that I will always be there for you," I say to her confidently looking into her eyes.

Her eyes well up and nods, with a wavering smile on her face. I smile softly and give her a comforting hug.

"Now let's go back. I feel Josiah must have felt awkward," I say with a teasing smile. She chuckles and we go back to him.

We talk and get to know each other. Josiah is the best friend of Alpha Drake and had met Francesca when we were coming here and that's all the information he gave and was more and very curious to know about me and my past but I didn't feel like that would be a wise decision to make as I had very limited knowledge about him.

"Your eye color is very rare, from whom did you get it from?" I ask. Since the time we have been speaking, his eyes were distracting me. They were so golden and strange.

He chuckles, hearing my question, and replies,

"Well... My mom had such eyes."

Incredible! His family must be really beautiful to look at, I think.

"Well, they are beautiful," I say with a polite smile.

Soon Francesca comes from the washroom, and her eyes are tired.

"I think we should leave, right Celine?" She asks. With no hesitation, I nod my head and we both say farewell to Josiah. We head towards the exit tiredly. Even standing simply and giving a forced smile is quite a tiring thing to do.

When we come out, it's night and we could hear the distinct sound of the insects.

"Do you want dinner?" I ask.

"No, I am exhausted and just want to sleep." She says as a tired sigh escapes her lips.

I nod my head, and after some time we reach our home. We enter and light the oil lamps in the house for a bit.

"I am going to bed after changing. Good night." Francesca says. I nod my head as speaking itself was too tiring. I burn the fire out in the lamps.

I climb the stairs and slowly change into my nightgown. I quickly lay in my bed and pull the covers over me as I doze off.

"Come to us, Celine,

The time has come,

You must prepare

Be prepared."

I wake up with a jolt, my forehead and hands moist with sweat, and my chest heaving as I panted. The eerie voice was back, and again I was confused by its words. It was making no sense to me. It was all so much puzzling. Feeling disturbed, I get up and walk downstairs to the kitchen for a glass of water. I reach the kitchen, pour the water into a glass from the jug, and start drinking when I hear muffled voices from the window present in the kitchen.

Curiosity stirred within me, making me lean against the windowsill and hear them. I quickly recognized that one voice of the pair was female.

"She needs to be prepared. Celine has no clue of what she is." A very familiar voice says, and I identified that voice swiftly.

It was Francesca's voice.

But what did I not know about myself?

I am a werewolf without a wolf in me, unlike others who have a wolf to transform, but what else did I not know?