Moon's Curse (BL 18+)

If he rejected me as a male, would he reject me as a female? I am Lucian, or Cian, to be short, a 22-year-old guy with the most boring job in the world. I do office stuff—run for coffee, do schedules and appointments here and there. I guess that's all I can say for now, before I make you fall asleep listening to me. I know it's not the usual job for a guy to be an assistant, but what else can I do? The world is just a cruel place. Just because I graduated from a "who knows what college" doesn't mean I don't deserve to be offered better jobs. I mean, I graduated Summa C*m Laude for God's sake! So I am here, sitting pretty in a corner with my silver hair tucked behind my ears and my glasses twinkling—just smiling whenever someone passes. You know? I am your basic twink. "Cian, be ready; the boss will be here any moment," my coworker exclaimed, panicking like a scary ghost would enter that door in front of me any moment. "Sure, I always am," I said to him, fixing the papers on my table so that I could at least look a little bit presentable. I mean, nice! My day cannot be better! The boss, whom I have hated for my 2 years here at this company, will have his morning meeting, which is very unusual. He's very lazy to even do such a thing! I still clearly remember the time he grabbed my ass, threw papers at my face, and even made me clean his spilled coffee on his office's carpet. I will never forgive him for that, but I am still building my career, so I have no choice but to just ignore it. "Good morning everyone," our boss, John, said as we all settled in our chairs in the meeting room. All the time he was talking, all I could hear was "Blah, blah, blah." I just can't stand his voice; it is as if he's like a talking robot. His tones and sounds are very platonic, but a few words caught my attention like thunder. "By Monday, I will not be here anymore," he said. What the hell? I thought my day couldn't get any better! "I have my promotion, so I'll be transferred to another department. My position will be vacant for a while, but worries aside, HR will be assigning someone to handle this department temporarily until they find a replacement," he added. We were all very quiet for a moment, probably due to shock. I mean, we are happy to let him go—well, I am—but what if the new boss is much worse than this one? "Hay!" I exclaimed, a little bit louder than I intended. Damn. "Any questions, Lucian?" He looked at me weirdly. F*ck. I hate him in capital letters. And I hate my first name in full. "No, sorry," I said, breaking my eye contact with him. "So if you don't have any more questions, please check your emails. I have left you an invitation to my farewell party," he added, and then he proceeded out of the office, like he was finally freed from all of his problems. Goodness. ---- I get back to my table, with a pile of papers all over the place and sticky notes almost taking over my wall, and I think to myself if we had to change the boss by Monday. All of this will change again; I have to adjust to a new type of operation. Adjust to all of his or her requests. Again. I then opened my very used laptop with Italian stickers all over it, because, why not? and I saw it when a "ping" hit my notification. Oh, yes, the email. 10:32 am From: John Collins Subject: ? Farewell Party Invitation:- A Night to Remember ? Dear Lucian, I hope this message finds you well. As we approach a significant transition, it's time to gather, share memories, and bid farewell in the most memorable way possible. You're cordially invited to my farewell party! Date: February 13, 2023 Time: 9 PM onwards Venue: The Starlight Rooftop Lounge Address: 123 Evergreen Terrace, Springfield, SP 5432, USA Join us under the night sky at the Starlight Rooftop Lounge to celebrate my remarkable journey. It will be an evening filled with laughter, nostalgia, and cheer as we raise a glass to the new beginnings and adventures that lie ahead. Please RSVP by February 10, 2023, to ensure we have all our beloved friends and colleagues together for this special occasion. Your presence will make the evening even more special. Let's make this farewell party unforgettable! Warm regards, John Collins ---- "Uhuh." I almost rolled my eyes at the email, but even though I don't want to join this, I still accepted my invitation. Because why not to free drinks and food? Even my refrigerator will be happy for me. John then quickly replied to my acceptance with a follow-up email of "Thanks! Hope to see you!" with a wink emoji and an eggplant at the end. Pervert. I quickly looked at my phone to check that day, and "F*ck!" I exclaimed at the top of my lungs. "No, no! That can't be!" --- So let me tell you this: My family has been long cursed by an Alpha. I know, right? Alpha, like, what the heck? Werewolves and vampires are real? No, just werewolves, for all I know. Vampires are overrated. This has been a secret I have been hiding for my whole life. In every generation, there is one who is born like me. The last one was my aunt, whom I had never seen before, but this time it was me, and the curse progressed when I was sixteen. In every moon cycle, I change—my body reacts differently to it. For every new moon to full moon cycle, my body stays the same—a man—but whenever the cycle hits the full moon at its highest peak (12 am), my body changes drastically, encasing my skin with crystal-like scales that shatters in an instant, making me a whole new person—a woman. I was changed to it temporarily for 24 hours, and then I got back to my original form as soon as the next sun hit my skin. But good thing when the cycle starts from there to the next new moon, all I have to do is avoid getting hit again by the moonlight or even the reflection of it, because it will trigger my transformation again, but if that happens, the curse only stays until dawn. --- I know it's complicated, even though I had a hard time understanding it when my dad told me about it. Anyway, that's the least of my problems. The day of the party was a f*cking full moon; whenever I am hit or not by the moonlight, my body will transform into a woman, whether I like it or not, and that's' for a whopping 24 hours! Wait. I can attend. All I have to do is to get out there before 12. Yes, that's what I will do. I am Lucian, and this is me, cursed, very broke, and now very problematic.