Their Lycan Queen by Foxtail

Part 2 Chapter 1
Part 2 of Their lycan queen
Nora’s POV
I can feel that there is something happening as Aurelie and I stare at each other. It feels like we are merging together, like am
becoming her and she is becoming me. It feels right and when I reach out my hand to touch her she melts into me.
And then every memory flashes before me, all of mine and hers. It’s too much, I just want it to stop. I try to close my eyes but it
doesn’t work, then I hear a voice, it feels like I know the person but I can’t seem to remember.
When the voices become quiet I remember one word “redemption” but whose?
Then everything becomes dark.
I blink my eyes but they feel so heavy, I am in a room, a large one and I slowly sit up and look around. I am alone and I am sitting
in a large bed with purple covers. The room seems lonely. Can a room feel lonely?
I move carefully out of the bed and I realize Tam fully clothed. Except that I don’t have any shoes. I stand up slowly and I feel
refreshed, that’s good I suppose. But where am I?
I walk towards the middle of the room and notice four doors. Why do they have to make things so difficult? I try the black one and
open it just to reveal a bathroom, well I don’t feel like
need to use it now so I close the door.
I turn to a purple door and go and open it just to step into a huge closet filled with clothes for a man. I close the door quickly,
where am I? And who does those clothes belong to?
I try the next door, it’s white and made of.. glass? I open it and step out onto a balcony that oversees a huge garden. It is so
beautiful out here but I shake my head and go inside the room again and close the glass door gently.
Then there is only one door left, the gray with black lines on it. I walk slowly towards it and reach out my hand to feel if it is
locked or not but it isn’t so I twist the handle and open it. I see a corridor and I slowly go out.

I can’t see anyone but I hear distant voices so I begin to go towards them. I look at the walls as I walk and some of the paintings
are really nice to look at and others aren’t. As I walk towards the voices something inside me tells me to stop and when I do I see
a pair of huge tree doors with patterns on
them.
I touch the doors and I get this feeling that I have been here before but just as I was going to push them open a scream is heard
and I turn away from the doors. It sounds like a woman in pain and I hear other people talking. Then I hear a loud scream but not
from the woman, it sounds like a baby.
I follow the cries from the baby and I come to a staircase so I walk down on it and a familiar scent comes into my nose and I stop
and turn my head. I notice an open door and I sneak over there and I walk into the room. Typical boy room but the scent here
calms me down, I want to stay in this room and never leave here.
But I shake my head. I need to find them, wait, who are them?
I just know that I have to go but I take a deep breath before I walk out of the room and down the stairs again.
The very same scent comes from the stairs also and the smell of blood and then there is another smell, a baby?
I walk around the corner and stop, I can see a guy holding a baby, well I only see his back but I can see the baby, it’s cute.
“Cute baby, is it yours?” I say and hope he will turn to look at me, he feels very familiar.
When he turns around and I look into his eyes, I see
something similar to longing in them. I look around him and notice two more guys, they also seem familiar but I can’t put my
finger on it. Have I met them before?
“Who are you?” Where am I? Do you know who I am?” I try to ask but their smiling faces fall down onto the floor and they look
confused and sad.
“Have I done something wrong?” I ask and look away from
them.
The guy with the baby comes up towards me and his scent hits me even harder but it’s mixed with another female and I feel
jealous. But why?

“No, Nora, you haven’t done anything wrong, please believe me. You have been in a coma for many months and perhaps
because of that you have trouble remembering but
everything will be okay. I promise” he says and he touches my cheek and I feel calmer in an instant.
I nod and then look at the baby, it’s really cute and I smile at it. The guy holding the baby smiles too and then hands me the
baby and by instinct I know what to do. I hold the baby close and sit down on the stairs. I reach out a finger and stroke the baby’s
cheek gently.
“What’s its name?” I ask but the guy looks sad for some
reason.
“He doesn’t have a name since his mother had complications and never told me his name” he says and looks worried for a
second.
“I like babies, they are pure and you can always tell babies everything and they won’t judge you” I say and kiss the baby gently
on the cheek.
“Yeah, I feel the same way” he say and I tilt my head at him
“What is your name?” I ask and he smiles.
But just as he was about to answer, a door opens and four people come out, they all have a lot of blood on them and I recognize
the scent, it came from the baby as well.
“Hannah didn’t make it. She is dead” a woman say and looks at the guy that held the baby and then her eyes wander down to
me and in one surprised look she gasps
“Nora?”