ARIANNE POV
I stood in front of the mirror, dressed elegantly in a pink chiffon dress that flowed down to my ankles. The fabric felt soft against my skin, and the slots up my sleeves left my arms bare, revealing the intricate runes etched onto my skin. The runes glowed softly, a reminder of the ancient magic that coursed through my veins.
Today was the turning ceremony, a day I had been anticipating with a mix of excitement and anxiety. It was a day that would mark a new chapter in the twins life, a day when they would fully embrace their destiny and become members of the pack.
As I twisted my hair up to the top of my shoulders, I couldn't help but feel a surge of nervous energy. I was actually scared, things have been going a little bit quiet lately.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!