wolves that came before

the day I became thirsty

As the events of that strange day replayed in my mind like a haunting melody, sleep remained elusive, my thoughts consumed by questions and uncertainties.

The burning sensation from touching Lena's silver necklace had left me shaken, but it had also ignited a newfound curiosity within me. What did it mean? And why had it only affected me?

Determined to uncover the truth, I turned to the one source of knowledge I could trust - the internet. With a few clicks of my laptop, I delved into a sea of information, searching for any clues that could shed light on my strange experience.

Hours passed in a blur as I sifted through countless pages and references, but all I could find were stories and legends of werewolves. Werewolves? It seemed absurd, and yet, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to it than met the eye.

Just then, my phone rang, jolting me out of my reverie. It was Lena, her voice filled with excitement as she reminded me about the party we were supposed to attend.

"Hope you're ready, 'cause I'm coming to pick you up," she said cheerfully, her words snapping me back to reality. Suddenly, it dawned on me - today was the party, and I was running out of time to get ready.

Panic surged through me as I hung up the phone and scrambled to find something to wear. With no time to spare, I hastily grabbed a slinky red dress from my closet and threw it on, hoping it would suffice for the occasion.

Just as I finished getting dressed, there was a knock at the door. It was Lena, and I knew I had to hurry if I didn't want to keep her waiting.

With a sense of urgency, I flung open the door and plastered on a smile, ready to face whatever the night had in store for us. Little did I know, the events of the evening would be far from ordinary, and the secrets waiting to be uncovered would change everything I thought I knew about myself and the world around me.

As Lena and I navigated through the pulsating crowd, the weight of the day's events hung heavy in the air, refusing to be ignored. Despite my best efforts to push aside my worries, the burning sensation from touching Lena's silver necklace continued to plague my thoughts, a constant reminder of the strange occurrence earlier.

With each step we took towards the heart of the party, the throb of the music grew louder, drowning out the thoughts in my mind. Laughter and chatter filled the air, mingling with the scent of alcohol and the faint hint of cigarette smoke, creating an atmosphere charged with excitement and anticipation.

But amidst the swirling chaos, my gaze fell upon him - Jack, my mother's boyfriend, leaning against the bar with a predatory gleam in his eyes. My stomach churned with disgust at the sight of him, his presence casting a dark shadow over the festivities.

Unable to bear being in his vicinity any longer, I excused myself and made my way to the bathroom, seeking refuge from the suffocating atmosphere. Inside the dimly lit confines of the bathroom, I took a moment to compose myself, the cool sink offering a brief respite from the turmoil raging within me.

As I arranged my dress and smoothed my hair, a sense of unease washed over me, like a whisper of warning in the back of my mind. And then, just as I was about to leave, the door swung open, and there he was - Jack, his eyes boring into mine with a predatory intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.

I tried to mask my discomfort with a forced smile, but Jack's presence loomed large, casting a shadow over the fragile peace I had managed to find. With a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, I realized that there was no escaping him - not tonight, and perhaps not ever.

"Am really sorry," he apologized for barging in. I just smiled and was about to leave when he blocked my path with his hand. "I know you don't like me, Emily. I—" I wasn't ready for this conversation, so I brushed his hand off and tried to walk away. But he grabbed my wrist and pinned me to the wall.

Panic surged through me as I tried to pull away, but his hold grew stronger, his hot breath tickling my ear as he leaned in close. "You know, Emily, you've always had a way of getting under my skin," he whispered, his voice thick with lust. "I think it's time we had a little fun, don't you?"

My heart raced as his words sank in, the air thick with tension as I struggled to break free from his grasp. He began to massage my thigh, his hands creeping further up my dress, trying to reach my bum. "Please stop this," I whispered, but shouting was useless over the loud music.

He forcefully tried to kiss me, and I struggled to avoid it. Just as I felt the walls closing in around me, something inside me snapped. A primal instinct surged to the surface, fierce and untamed. It was as if a dormant force within me had been unleashed, awakening a power I never knew existed.

With a strength I didn't know I possessed, I wrenched myself free from Jack's grip, a low growl rumbling deep in my throat. My senses heightened, I could smell the scent of his fear mingling with the stench of alcohol. In that moment, I was no longer Emily. I fell to the floor, the pain overwhelming me. I sweated profusely, feeling my bones breaking and skin tearing apart as hair grew from my body and face.

Jack, terrified, took off, but he was blocked by a figure - Elias.With a strength that seemed otherworldly, Elias held Jack effortlessly as he struggled and fought to escape, In the midst of the chaos, I was already transformed fully into a werewolf.

With a growl that echoed through the room, I lunged towards Jack, driven by a hunger and rage I could not control. But before I could reach him, Elias intervened, his hand striking out with force, connecting with Jack's face with a resounding crack.

Jack crumpled to the ground, unconscious, as Elias's form shimmered and shifted into that of a powerful wolf. With a fierce determination in his eyes, Elias turned towards me, his gaze locking with mine as he prepared to face whatever came next.

the air crackled with tension, the scent of blood and fear hanging heavy in the air, as I stood face to face with Elias, my newfound instincts raging within me, and the promise of an uncertain future looming on the horizon.