SCAR: THE ALPHA'S LUNA

Episode5

Eira POV

The air was thick with a scent of decaying leaves and rustling bushes, the dry leaves of the floor, scrunching to itself, the cold menacing breeze of an ancient temple that has three dungeons and more than a hundred human skulls, bones spread like a marble floor decoration. When it comes to peace of mind, the temple will be described as a solidarity for my living.

As I stepped across the threshold, the creaking of the old wooden floorboards beneath my feet echoed through the temple, accompanied by the chirping of birds and the gentle rustling of wind-swept leaves on the entrance floor.

I grasped the side of the massive door, its surface overgrown with grass and vines, a testament to its longevity in the woods.” Despite the initial appearance of disarray, the temple exuded a sense of serenity, with no apparent rivalry or conflict to speak of.

My eyes blaze with fierce inner light, echoes of the past sink deep into my ears, a persisting and penetrating sound that bruises into my mind, causing a fierce look that scorches my very beginning. I remained in my position, glaring at Every hidden area that could invite the presence of rouge.

The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the landscape. As the scene before me seemed to freeze in time, my eyes blazed with a fierce, neon-orange intensity, my gaze narrowing into piercing slits of anger.

"With each step, I hastened towards the unknown, my footfalls echoing through the moments, as I swiftly entered the final dungeon, surrounded by ancient, rusty irons. Yet, even in the darkness, the blazing light of my eyes shone like beacons, illuminating the path ahead."

As I crouched, my claws extended, and my lips trembled with an intense vibration, whispering the ancient incantation,(Invoco te, omnis immundus spiritus, Omne malum, omne inequities, Omne Tenebrae, omne...') The words resonated with a fierce power, and I could feel the heat of my exorcism coursing through my veins, my fingers trembling with mythic energy.

As I lifted my gaze to the small window, I saw the moon spinning close to the window, but it soon came to a halt. The walls then began to glow with a deep, fiery red, like molten volcanic lava. I felt my body become rigid, beyond my control, as my hand stretched out, claws extended, and the vibrations of the enchantment in my mouth grew stronger by the second.

I sat with my legs crossed beneath me, a sudden craving for blood overwhelmed my senses, and my eyelids snapped open. “Blood!” I whispered, my voice barely audible, as my thirst for the crimson liquid became almost unbearable.

"Blood!" I bellowed, my voice transcending human limits as I raised my jaw to the moon. My body began to transform, my wolf form emerging as a low-pitched, mournful wail escaped my lips.

I howled at the lunar spectacle, my cry echoing through the night with a supernatural intensity that sent shivers down the spines of all who heard it.

As I howled, the moon seemed to grow larger in the sky, its light illuminating the forest with a fiery red glow. I felt my senses heighten, my hearing and smell becoming more acute as I embraced my wolf form.

"Waaaa-oooo-ooo!" I howled again, sitting upright on my haunches with my back straight and my ears perked up. I tilted my head back, raising my chin and exposing my throat and vocal cords, letting out a long, mournful cry that echoed through the night.

As I howled, the forest came alive with sound. The trees creaked and groaned, their branches swaying in the wind like skeletal fingers. The underbrush rustled and whispered as if the very spirits of the land were stirring.

"I couldn't contain my primal urges, as a wave of uncertainty washed over me, weakening my wolfish strength. Without hesitation, I burst out of the temple, my speed increasing exponentially as I hurtled through the air, my tongue lolling out of my mouth, parched and heavy with anticipation. My thoughts raced wildly as I searched for prey, a human prey to satiate my unrelenting hunger."

"As I raced through the underbrush without a clear direction, I suddenly hesitated, my attention caught by a glimmer of light in the distance.” I stopped in my tracks, gazing intently at the source of the light, and began to scan the surrounding area.

The sound of human laughter and chatter carried through the air, echoing into my sensitive hearing, and I felt a thrill of satisfaction wash over me, my instincts stirring with excitement.

"Johnny, do you really think venturing out this late is necessary to satisfy your craving for fruit?" a feminine voice laced with caution and concern called out, her words piercing the air with a warning. But I remained unfazed, my gaze steady and unblinking, my eyes fixed intently on the unsuspecting prey, poised to strike with precision.

"I'm coming, sweetheart," he growled. I fixed my eyes on the figure emerging from their makeshift campsite, a temporary shelter used during their adventure. My heart raced with anticipation, my breathing heavy and labored, as I sniffed the air, imagining the scent of blood.

I pawed the ground restlessly, my claws scraping against the earth, my senses heightened, and my eyes gleaming with an inner darkness. "Human! Human!" my wolfish instincts whispered, the words echoing through my mind like a primal chant, as I prepared to strike.

Just then, a woman wearing red lingerie burst out of the trampoline enclosure, her breasts bouncing with each hurried step. She halted, her eyes fixed on her boyfriend, and called out in a sultry voice, "Johnny, wait!" Her hand extended, beckoning me towards him, but he ignored her plea, his attention focused on the hill ahead, where a colorful array of fruits beckoned.

"My favorite haunt," I growled, my voice low and menacing, as I emerged from my hiding spot. The couples nearby froze, their eyes locking onto mine in terror. In an instant, I pounced on the unsuspecting humans, my jaws wide open to devour them and satiate my hunger.