Ultima, Octavia Of The Black Moon

Chapter Six- Weakness

I woke hearing so many voices all at once. Some were just talking, others were singing, then there were those just running and clanking things together. I realized how bad my head was hurting me as I squeeze my pillow to my face. The smell of Lord Eso is everywhere, a wood smell and moss mixed in with it. His smell is heavenly to my senses but all those people rattling on are driving me crazy.

Without thinking about it I yelled as I sat up. “Would everyone please stop making so much noise!” I looked around to see a beautifully decorated stone room with a fire warming it. No one was here but me, though all the noises stopped at once.

I plop my head back onto the moist pillow before flipping it over. I want to go investigate my new surroundings but it hurts to have my eyes open just yet. The smell of cinnamon rolls breezes by causing me to physically drool on my pillow dampening this side of it as well.

I hear footsteps getting closer, someone smaller, definitely a girl. Woah, that's curious, I know my hearing has always been excellent but not to this degree. I can here how her dress sways. I bet its a simple fabric making her a servant. Her weight is shifted so she walks heavier to one side. She must have suffered an injury and is compensating while the bone is healing.

I take in the air deeply. Yes old dried blood stained her under layers slightly. She has bruises but I bet the broken leg is mostly healed.

The new comer taps the metal door gentlyn “Enter” Octavia responded

“Good morning Luna." Her sandy blonde hair was made into a single braid, wrapped around and pinned to crown her head, making her look very poised. She wore an off white maide's dress with black accents and apron. "I am Hailey, your personal Omega. I spoke with your sister Tessa and she told me of all your likes and dislikes so that I can do my job of attending to you fully. I have also been instructed to answer any questions you may have about to help acclamate you to our way of life.” She stood, slightly leaning to one side, holding a covered plate with what Octavia just knew was two large cinnamon rolls dripping with maple glaze. “Thank you Hailey. You may bring them forward.”

Hailey happily walks over to place the tray across her new Ladies lap by extending hidden brass legs with the push of a button. Hailey then removes the clay stone covering revealing two steamy perfect cinnamon rolls. Octavia's absolute favorite breakfast treat and biggest weakness.

Before she touched the cutlery Octavia looked to Hailey. “Where is Lady Tessa?”

“Oh! She is down stairs with the other members eating breakfast. Then she is to practice and learn what skills she would like to Master going forward. All members must be ranked and therefore deemed useful to Lord Eso. Would you like me to tell her to come see you once she has finished?”

“Yes please. Also where is Lord Eso?” So much was going on but I am certain I was suppose to wake up next to him sharing his bed this morning.

“He has meetings today My Lady. I am to inform you, you will be joining Alpha Eso for lunch this day. You will be ready and waiting on him in his private balcony conservatory.” She walked to the wardrobe. “Shall I pick out your garments today My Lady? or did you have something in mind?”

In a daze Octavia spoke while her stare fixated out the window, “Hailey? How did I get here?”

“What do you mean My Lady Octavia?” She questioned as she skimmed over the brand new attire for new wife.

Octavia narrowed her meaning, “In this bed? In this nightdress? How did I get here?”

“Lord Eso my Lady. He carried you off the ship. Explained he had turned you, so you would need to rest. Then would be introduced to everyone at a big dinner, later tonight outside on the north patio. You've slept the whole night through with the help of the nightshade blend Alpha Eso had rubbed inside your cheek. To help your mind stay still and sleep be restful. Not that he told me. Who am I for him to talk to so personally. Its just the word that got passed around” She held out a few options but since the cool air outside, beyond these stone walls, crept in through the cracks, Octavia went with the thicker, long sleeve, blue sweater with her favorite black pants that had lots of pockets. Typically she'd use these on a hike but she got a sense she might need them today.

“Turned me?” Octavia says out loud trying to understand what Hailey is meaning.

“Yes ma'am, I understand you were a mere human, infact a human that Lord Eso was destined to be Mated with, and so he turned you into one of us during your journey here." She smiled, "What was it like?” She came closer to Octavia with wide curious eyes.

My mind raced but I didn't want her to know how weak and scared I felt now that everything came rushing back. “What was what like?” I ask in a daze, drifting out of this world feeling suspended in another.

Hailey got excited and elaborated “Being turned into a Wolf! You see I was born one but I hear being turned can be painful or may not even work!” That's right. Lord Eso bit me on the neck. I reach up to feel the scar tissue. Its healed. Very sensitive and radiating heat like a poison trapped in me. Was this some kind of magik?

Hailey hands Octavia an exquisite hand mirror. Made from a green stone and smoothed to glass. Using it Octavia positions it to see her neck. Normally the fair Octavia would bruise rather easily but her alabaster skin's only blemish is of the pink circled shaped scar serving as a reminder.

Octavia's sights peer harder at it as if trying to see more of what's not being unveiled. A black shimmer begins to form over the scar. Filling it so that two black wolves engulf each other endlessly in silvery smokey fog. Swirling. Consuming. Its foreboding and off putting. Forever marking her virgin skin as his property to the eyes of others.

Now Octavia knows what the sigil represents for the Diatrox estate. Its insanity to think a creature such as Werewolves exist. The largest Wolf beasts are known to talk, even hunt near Lord Harth's lands but the myth of them being able to transform to human form has only ever been just that, a myth! A newer one even.

Most beasts with an essence may speak if they wish to do so and those that do are larger and more advanced intellectually. There are many creatures that exist so anything is possible but no one would believe Octavia. She doubted even their six brothers Emette, Evander, Emmerich, Elliot, Eli, or Eric would believe this wild tale with out some sort of proof. Wolves are demonous in nature. Wicked conniving bloodlust filled creatures used to thin the wild herds and skinned when they become too many.

How many others have we met in our lives with secrets such as these yet we know not of their real beings.

Hailey stressed over Octavia's lost mind “My apologies ma'am, I'll gather your things to get you a wash” Hailey acted as if she had offended Octavia and returned to her more cautious humble demeanor.

Octavia snapped out of her wandering mind, “It was painful but bearable. I was more in shock about werewolves existing and being turned into one than the fact one had just revealed himself to me.”

“So how do you feel?” she curiously continued on.

“Feel? I am well. I guess.” Making sure to keep eye contact with Hailey.

Hailey giggled then hid it with her hand and looked down abruptly, “No my Lady not in health so much. How do your new senses feel to you?”

Octavia twisted her head to Hailey trying to figure what she was meaning “Like my eye sight?”

“Yes ma'am. Being a Wolf gives you more strength and agility. Balance, endurance, stamina, decision making along with adapting eye sight as needed. Enhanced cognitive adaptations. Hearing, smelling, tasting, deeper feelings both physical and emotional but most important your Pack and the link that binds you to it.” She proudly stated.

Octavia finally begins to peel off the outer layer of cinnamon roll to get to her favorite and best tasting part, the very middle. She savors the bite, as it hits her tongue her eyes roll back freely and not in unison as she struggled to use her mouth appropriately. In this moment Octavia's mouth is drooling and having its own erotic spasm over what it's just been given.

I cant imagine trying to ever eat food in front of others if this is what eating has turned into.

Hailey is grinning straight at Octavia. “I'm so very pleased you love it so!”

“Oh Hailey this is truly too good, just too too good. Maple cinnamon rolls are my weakness. I don't think I can ever eat another cinnamon roll ever again. All others would be a disappointment” Octavia smiles big at her.

“Oh! I didn't make it Ma'am, that was Pheya. Her specialty in the kitchens is sweets but can't cook meat to save her life” She went to throw her head back in a laugh, when she caught herself. Returning to the version of maid that is likely always expected of her.

“Here.” Octavia nudges the plate towards her “You can use the cutlery since I already used my fingers on mine”

“No Ma'am! They are both for you My Lady” She looked shocked and even took a step back

“You don't really expect me to eat both of these do you? Come, eat this one with me and enjoy my most beloved breakfast treat. A treat this divine must be shared with as many as possible!” Octavia jokingly taunted her.

She smiled but still was weary of what was being asked of her. “My Lady Octavia, you are new here. The rules are different and don't allow us to eat not even from the same table together. Especially not your food!”

She lowered her head to Octavia and Octavia didn't like it. Octavia didn't like it when she'd go to the other Lord's castles and the servants were belittled or disgraced so consistently it twisted their own view of themselves.

“Miss Hailey, you are new to me, you will come to see that I am grateful to you and all you do out of the kindness of your own heart” With that Hailey looked up at her Lady genuinely confused. “Now. Do as your lady bids and enjoy this treat with me!” Octavia's demand was playful and even brought a quick smile to her servants face but it left as quick as it came.

Haileys sight returned to the floors, “My Lady, you are Wolf now. Can you not smell me? and better understand me more than you would of before? Can you not hear the others beyond these walls in the other rooms? and know their intentions? On the grounds can you not find the cherry orchards and know if they ready for harvest with out ever being shown?”

She paused to let Octavia think of what she was saying, that others would know she ate a cinnamon roll, that it was such a problem it brought her fear. The others knowing caused Hailey fear.

“I can smell you and hear the others yes. Dear Hailey I am your Lady, if it pleases your Lady for you to indulge with her than you must and with out repercussions for that would be most displeasing to me and I would seek vengeance for a disrespectful act upon me.” The last part was for anyone possibly listening.

“It wouldn't be seen fairly for me to receive such a gift” She lowered her head even more than before.

“How not? You are my maid and as my maid I allot you gifts at random such is how I am. Now tell me what is wrong with that?”

Her voice became a small whisper Octavia could only barely just hear her as she walked up she spoke. “My lady, I will be punished for eating from Alpha's servings, even if you bid me to. At some point I will need time to heal again for the offense but more importantly Ma'am.... I hate maple” She stepped back refusing to make eye contact with her Lady.

She wasn't ashamed of the treatment she would have endured. She was ashamed that her tastes weren't the same as Her Lady's. Octavia accepted defeat and gave her an understanding nod, “If you do not like it that's fine Hailey” returning the stone covering as Octavia stood up smiling at Hailey, "its hard to respect someone who would of lied to me and ate it anyways."

She looked up to ask Octavia grinning “Are you all set to go to the bath house?”

Octavia's eyes widened “Bath HOUSE?”