Demonic Wolves

The...Transformation?

Hearing the sound of so many conversations truly makes me appreciative of the people that have truly come together and given me a place that I can call home, but I can also feel the ongoing effects of a headache, so it would be greatly appreciated if their voices can be kept to a minimum. I let out a small grumble that is merely lost in all of the sound that is occurring throughout the kitchen.

With Damon and Faith talking obnoxiously loud, and Howakhan and Aki letting out mighty growls as they arm wrestle, my small grumble is bound to be lost in the sense of all this noise.

A powerful growl comes from Lucifer's throat silencing his people; they all turn and give him their attention, truly an Alpha this man, catching the attention of all his people with just a simple growl.

"It's way too damn early for this." Lucifer mutters as he takes a seat at the island next to me, he ruffles my hair and gives me a small smile, muttering a Good Morning under his breath. I return his smile, happy that he has given me some of his attention. I lean into his touch, almost falling of the chair from just how much I'm leaning over. I let out a purr at the feeling, it euphoric, the way his fingers run through my hair, lightly scratching at the roots. Lucifer chuckles and lets me go, sitting back in his respectful seat. I whine at the loss of contact, disappointed at the fact that the euphoric feeling is gone, but nevertheless sit back in my seat.

"Make me some damn eggs and sausage." He says as he picks up the newspaper that is sitting on the island, staring directly at Damon as he says these words, he flips the newspaper open and begins to read the sports section. "And someone make me a coffee." He demanded.

Damon stops what he is doing and immediately goes up to do as his alpha says. Well he is the God of Loyalty, so it isn't a surprise that he would do anything for his alpha. Aki and Howakhan have gone silent and are merely gazing across the room waiting for their alpha to give them an ongoing command.

Meanwhile Dianne and Faith have reverted to quietly talking to each other and giggling once in a while. I tilt my head in confusion upon seeing them sitting so close and talking. Dianne being one to giggle and blatantly talk for a long period of time is an odd sight to see, but since everyone doesn't seem to notice this I guess this is a normal everyday thing.

Damon turns in a instant startling me as he begins to look at me up and down. My heart palpitate as he gazes at me from across the room. His eyes roam all over my face, taking in every imperfection that makes me well for the lack of a better word me. His gaze them shifts to the bangs that are covering my forehead all the way up to where a messy bun lays flat on top of my head. His eyes start to make their way down to my neck where they abruptly stop as soon as he notices that I gulped. The way his eyes slightly glints with mischief makes a small prick in the back of my head appear. My wolfs hackles raise, her suspicion for what this male will do keeping her on the edge.

"Evelina, you happen to know what a p***s is?" Lucifer chokes, rising to his full height and coming behind me just to put his hands on both ears, covering them from this conversation, but I still am able to hear to pick up a few pieces of it.

"If you...I will literally come over there...make sure you never have kids." Lucifer says with a slight growl. He lets me go and pats my hair slightly. I look up at him with a confused expression as I hear Damon let out a slight shriek, finally understanding what exactly Lucifer was implying, Damon takes both of his hands and covers his...genitals. Aki slightly chuckles at what was said and comes over and gives Lucifer a pat.

"Come on, we have to go and discuss some things." He says with a slight undertone, making me slightly suspicious. Being the Alpha and Beta must be a lot of work, though they don't really have an entire pack to take care off, there still must be negotiations that they must make with different packs and even then they still have to conceal themselves from the world, so I'm sure that they have a lot on their plate. Inheriting both Lucifer's and Ethereal wolves put things into perspective. One of these days it will be me and Aki that will have to discuss things, in the near future it will be me that will have to make negotiations with the packs that live near us. It will be me that will have to go to council meetings, and it will be me that will have to protect the 6 people with my life.

So shouldn't I be going along with them, I have to learn at some point, so maybe starting now will be a good thing for me, maybe this will benefit me in a way.

"Hey can I come along?" I ask, slightly pulling on Lucifer's sleeve and giving him the puppy dog eyes. Lucifer slightly softens at this, but one look at Aki and he is back to himself, slightly pushing me and shaking his head, indicating that no I cannot go with them.

I pout at this, I'm never going to be a good leader for these people. Lucifer and Aki walk out and leave the rest of us in an eerie silence.

I let out a sigh and look back at the other members, Faith is looking at me with sympathetic eyes, Damon is by the stove, finishing up the sausages that he promised Lucifer, Dianne and Howahkan are currently fighting over who can have the last sausage on the plate.

I let a small smile slip up, it's actually kind of comical watching them argue, they're both 6'4, are packed with nothing but muscle, so to watch them fight like a pair of kids is quite funny.

Watching them gives me a sense of nostalgia, here they are a pack that truly is together, they are united. Even if they're Luna is missing, they are still together, they are able pick themselves up and not let anything stop them from uniting and being each other's life support.

I sigh sadly, I truly wish that I could feel as if I belong with them. Here I am with them right now, watching them talk, laugh, and just feel comfortable with themselves and each other, and I don't feel connected with them at all.

Sure it's only been two months and I obviously haven't gotten to know them that much, so there's still time to get to know them and maybe bond with them.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and look up to meet bright yellow eyes, I smile slightly at Faith. Even if I don't feel truly connected with them at least I have moments like this, moments where they will try and connect with me, even if they are a little wary of me.

"So, have you heard Waste it on me?"

Yeah, until the time comes where I truly do feel connected with them, I guess this isn't so bad.

***

I head towards the room that I have been assigned to after the incredibly long conversation that I had with Faith about the newest BTS song that has come out.

My headache is still being its persistent little self and letting me feel it, my head continues to pound as I open the door, not even the lavender walls can bring me any comfort with the way I am feeling.

This headache, I slightly mutter as I let my hair loose and throw myself on the bed. My wolf lets out a grumble, even though my headache is supposed to only affect my human side, for some reason my wolf is able to feel it as well, and she is letting me know. She begins to pace around, the feeling of her moving around in my head makes me nauseous. I tried ignoring it, but the powerful headache just wouldn't go away.

Even the slight muttering from downstairs made me all the more sensitive, a sheen of sweat has now made its way onto my body, the feeling of my clothes sticking onto me begins to irritate me.

My wolf begins growling and whimpering, I frown in confusion, she seems scared? As if there is something going on in my mind that she is afraid of in a way. She moves towards a corner and slowly lays down in a fetus position all while gazing across from her, as if something just commanded her to stay there. But that can't be, there's nothing there, she must be imagining it all right?

I close my eyes and try to ignore it all, this headache has to go away, I have to begin packing at some point and with this headache it will just make things even more difficult. I turn from left and right, ignoring my wolves whimpers in favor of trying to sleep this headache off.

I end up lying on my stomach merely looking at my window, seeing the cloudy exterior, watching the birds fly away in their packs. Hearing the calming sounds of water washing up on shore and the sound of wind rustling nearby trees my eyes begin to close on their own. I slowly drift off to sleep, maybe when I wake up my headache will be gone, or will it?

***

The overwhelming feeling of pressure against my ears is what woke me up. My eyes open with a start, but immediately close once I am able to take in my surroundings. ITS ALL WHITE. Pure f*****g white, its so bright that I can feel it behind my closed eyelids.

I'm laying on the cold floor, and guess what? The floor is f*****g white as well. I let out a groan, the white light not helping at all when it comes to the ever present headache that I have. My eyes slowly begin to adjust to the ever presence of the blinding, white light. I open my eyes slowly, cautiously.

When I open them I take in my surroundings, there is no one around for miles, looking this way and that I can see that there is nothing but pure white light. There is no form of human life here, nothing, not a single tumbleweed has passed me by. Everything just stands eerily still.

I hesitantly stand to my feet, I look down and notice that I am no longer in the sweatpants that I was sleeping in. No, adorning my body is a beautiful, silky, white gown, the length of it reaches the floor, the slit on the side of the dress giving the simplest peak of my smooth, tan leg as i shift around. I shiver realizing that the dress is spaghetti strapped, a heart shaped, neckline, leaving the smallest peak of my breast.

Overall it's a beautiful dress, but why is it on me? Where am I? Am I dead? This place is far to quiet for it to be somewhere on earth. I begin to pace. My nerves beginning to pick up as I continue to shift my head around.

Not being able to comprehend what is going on right now, is much more scarier than receiving a beating. With a beating m, you already know what will happen, you will be pounded into until you pass out from either the pain or the exhaustion.

But even then your body makes a psychological accommodation in your body where you will be able to be in a different time, and place and will somehow let you be able to feel a little bit better about the beating.

Being here is..the complete opposite. Your hackles raise up as the suspense of not knowing what will happen to you. The feeling of being watched but not seeing anyone. The overwhelming pressure of not knowing whether something will happen to you at any second.

To be realistic, it’s downright terrifying.

So excuse me for having a hard time trying to process all of this!

My pacing slowly begins to come to a halt, my thoughts coming to a screeching stop once I feel the pressure come up again, this time in much stronger waves. I fall to my knees, the feeling of my kneecaps making contact with the harsh floor makes a stinging sensation so strong come up that I let out a loud yelp.

The sound of powerful footsteps making their way towards me shakes me from my self-induced state. My shaking seizes before I even realize it has started, as I feel the creature stop in front of me. I keep my head down, not wanting the creature to believe that I am disrespecting it. The creature shifts and I flinch with it, something is placed on my head and it feels like a...snout?

My head rises in alarm, what is this? My brown eyes make contact with glowing purple irises. I let out a shriek and slowly start crawling backwards, this can't be, this can't be real I must be dreaming, I can't be looking at Ethereal, she passed, right before my eyes. My quivering lips are finally able to muster something, though it wasn’t what I had intended to say.

“Ethereal?” It was the only thing that would come out of my mouth, I was in too much shock. The women that everyone is mourning over currently stands in front of me, in her wolf form, but still standing in front of me nonetheless. She lets out what would seem to be a chuckle, a simple flick of her snout while she lets out a shaky breath.

“No not Ethereal, she has long since passed to the heavens. I am merely the other persona that has resided inside of her since the beginning of her existence. My name would be Sapientiae, young one.”

My mind slowly processes everything that she has said, my hope slowly begins to dwindle as I realize that what I am looking at is not Ethereal; she really did leave us, she’s gone, and there’s nothing that we can do to get her back.

Hearing...Sapientiae speak put things into perspective a little, even she is sad about the loss of her other self, if you really focus on the power that her voice gives out, it obvious the sadness that seeps out of it. My heart hurts for her, she lost a part of herself, the other piece that completes her, without her she is just half of a soul that is walking through the ends of the earth, hopelessly looking for something that can never be found in this realm.

Speaking of realms, I look around again, hoping that somehow Sapientiae’s arrival would make me be able to notice where we are but, to no avail, I still have no idea where I am. My eyes meet that of Sapientiae’s and in a shaky voice I ask her,

“Where are we?”

She looks around us as if she is barely noticing that we are not in my bedroom, she finally turns to me and gives me what would be considered a wolves smile.

“We are in your soul realm.” She answers calmly. My brows furrow in confusion, what does she mean by soul realm? As in we are in my soul right now? What I don’t understand is why it is so white in here? Sapientiae lets out a chuckle and shakes her fur out, I then realize that I let that slip out.

“It is white in here because of how pure your soul has remained throughout the years. You see, over the years, from birth to death, a persons soul slowly begins to loose its brightness the more tainted you become. The more negative energy that you give out, the darker your soul becomes. Even though you have been put through so much, there is a piece of you that continues to fight against all the odds. It may seem as if you try and give up on yourself, but there is always a piece of you that will remain fighting, and surviving. You are a very pure human being Evelina. Even if you don’t believe it, you are something worth keeping, you are special, little one.” She says as she slowly lays down on her stomach, her eyes stay on me waiting for my reaction.

My eyes begin to water, the sweet words that slipped out of her lips doing nothing but make me even more sad. The thought that I am actually special, even though all my life I have believed that I am nothing but a waste of space, bring a sense of happiness in my heart.

I am actually worth something, and I will continue to fight for my life and for the life’s of the 6 crazy people that call themselves the Demonic Wolves. My smile widens at the thought of seeing Lucifer again and trying to actually take over the pack, I will remain strong, for them.

Sapientiae and I both turn once we hear another set of powerful steps making their way towards us, these much more heavier and powerful against the white floor.

I face the creature head on, like I said I will fight for them, and if this is just one way of showing them that I will put them first then so be it.

The creature stands in front of me and once I look into their eyes I let out a gasp of happiness at seeing bright red eyes. He stands tall in his wolf form. My eyes furrow once I realize that Lucifer is inside my soul, that Sapientiae is inside my soul, what are they doing here? How and why, are the real things that are passing through my head.

They must have a purpose for being here, so with an apparent frown on my face I slowly sit down and look to both of them.

“Why are you guys here-in my soul I mean.”

They both turn towards each other, having a conversation between themselves. My eyes shift from left and right, trying to distract myself from how much discomfort it brings me the fact that they are speaking about me.

They both turn their heads towards me, assessing me from up and down. I shiver under their inspecting eyes, Lucifer shakes his head and looks towards Sapientiae, she shakes her head and nods in my direction. Lucifer ruffles his fur out and stalk towards me.

Something about the way that he moves much more aggressively and much more stern, makes me take cautious steps back. This isn’t the Lucifer that I know, the Lucifer that I know is much more gentle and caring with everything that he does, but this..wolf is out to show his dominance over me, showing me that I can try and run but he will drag me back by his teeth.

“Violentiam, stop intimidating the girl and just get on with it.” Sapientiae speaks, exasperatedly. My eyes furrow in confusion at the name she has spoken. Violentiam? Who is he? And why does he look like what Lucifer’s wolf would look like?

“Fine.” He speaks just as exasperated as her. He turns to me with a heavy sigh, as if what he is about to say is something that he will truly regret.

“My name is Violentiam, I am the second persona that resided inside of Lucifer. You, Evelina, have been chosen by our human personas. You have been chosen to harbor both of us and let us connect as one. Be warned, we have had centuries with our personas to build trust and have a safe bond with them. We do not know you, and frankly I do not trust you. You must prove yourself to us, tell us, kid, why should we trust you.”

My mind baffles at this, the sheer connection that these creatures harbor with their other personas astonishes me. To put your trust into someone wholly and be able to have the person do that in return is such a powerful bond.

That is what the Demonic Wolves are all about, connection and trust. After all they only have each other, their must be some sort of bond that they should have built up over the many centuries that they have spent with each other.

Why should we trust you? I have about as much knowledge as you do about why you guys should trust me. I’m not the most practical person in which to put your trust in. I don’t have the physique that the other Demonic Wolves have. I don’t have muscles like they do, so I am not much up for protecting.

I also don’t have the mindset that they do, they are strong born leaders and I’m a weak omega who needs the assistance from other ranks in order to survive.

But..like I was thinking when I was sitting with Sapientiae, I may not have the physical or mental strength, but that doesn’t mean that I won’t fight. I will fight for them. I will prove to them that I will be a good leader for them. I will show them that I can create a better life for them. And even if it is not today or tomorrow, or the upcoming days, I will continue to try my best and will make the world a better and safer place for those six werewolves.

And that is exactly what I explain to them, I tell them that I will fight, that I will grow more as a person, not only stronger physically but also mentally and emotionally. I will prove to them that I can and will be a strong leader for them.

Violentiam looks at me with what looks like satisfaction, while Sapientiae just muffles her sobs. My own eyes water at the thought that I can be something, and I will work for it because these people took me in without knowing who I am or what was my purpose, and now I want to return the favor by being a good leader for them.

“Well, kid, are you ready for your Transformation?”

Wait what?