Prologue

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Hello dear readers and authors of this lovely community!!😁❤️

I know what you'll be thinking,

She already has 15 works to be finished and now she has come up with another!

I seriously get it !...but I can't calm my mind since I got new ideas about Roena and to make sure that I pen this thought before anyone else does ( I know, I'm unique that way !)

Guess, I'm not sure about this story. I just had a random thought and decided to pen this down.

Do tell me whether I need to continue!!

If the votes are >30, then I'll think about writing it as a full-fledged story.

P S : I have absolutely no idea of werewolves and their rules or rituals. This is just me mixing my own ideas with crumbs from other fanfiction that I had read.

This is my own work, and I'll change a few things to include Indian elements!!

Hope you guys like this new try !!🤗❤️

Let's start with the story now ~~~~~~

"Reena.... Reena!!.... where were you all this time??...." A voice questioned her in temper.

Reena turned around with her half eaten plate in her hand and found her aunt , burning in anger.

" I missed my breakfast......I thought about having it now !!". She kept her plate aside and replied politely.

" And who gave you that permission??..... don't you know that the guests will arrive soon ??".

" I know mam.....and that's why I wanted to finish all my chores..... I'll look presentable!!".

Her aunt's eyes fell on her plate and she held the plate and threw it on the floor, spilling the food all over the floor.

" Who cares about that ??.....they are my guest.....a servant is always a servant...few clothes doesn't change your status!!".

Again!!

If she had uttered these words to the old Reena, she would have received a tight slap in return.

But now the tables have changed and I'm already broken and thses words doesn't have any meaning to me.

To think that I'm already used to these is an understatement, but life isn't treating me good.

I was an orphan with little money and a letter from her brother when I reached her doorstep, asking for a place to stay.

And she took me in without question.
Not about my dad or about my future.

For a few days she treated me as a guest, but as days passed she realised that she doesn't want me .

I was just a teenager, with no degree and I was forbidden to move out of the house, and thus was absolutely useless.

From then things have been the same till now . I was treated as a servant in this house. Since the house is far away from the city, not a single soul knows my presence until now

I had planned this for a long time.....my way of escape.

I don't care why my father had sent me to her but I never promised that I'll stay here!!

And now with the items I had managed to sneak, I'll be able to reach the nearby station and buy a ticket.

I had also packed few fruits for the journey and the family potrait I had of my family.

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