The Ancient Curse (Cecillia's Point Of Views)

I didn't know how to react. The man kept insisting that we were mates. He held both sides of my face to keep me looking at him.

"Look at me and don't panic."

I nodded, then the man stood up and walked a few steps away from me. His hand gestured for me to look into his eyes. And within seconds, the man's body had grown drastically. His back was bowed with a face that was fully transformed into thick hair as dark as the night.

A wolf. A grown man had turned into a giant wolf. My feet felt cold with fear. My body was unable to move because it felt like my feet were stuck deep into the ground. 

The wolf took a step closer.

I crossed my arms in fear of being attacked by the beast. Until something soft touched my face.

The wolf rubbed his face against mine.

(Cecil)

I could hear a voice echoing inside my head. 

(Can you hear me?)