THE UNTAMED LUNA

MARVIN "DEFORMITY"

"Generations ago, our ancestors led the way in establishing a small settlement in Zamboanga more than ten millennia in the past, alongside my grandmother. According to the tales passed down through the family, there once existed the very first queen of all werewolves in the Surigao Hills of Mindanao. Tragedy struck when the entire pack was decimated; some survived and turned rogue, while the fate of others remains a mystery. It is a known fact that unmated male werewolves often journey from one place to another in search of their destined life partner within the region. For our kind, it is deemed unsafe to dwell far from our communities. We must maintain being close to one another, ensuring our collective security and well-being, as the dangers that lurk beyond are ever-present. The reason for such caution lies in the harrowing memories of a traumatic event that I, myself, endured at the tender age of six. Those haunting recollections serve as a stark reminder of the perils that exist outside the safety of our tightly-knit werewolf community, reinforcing the importance of unity and solidarity among our kind."

The silence surrounding me. Marvin approached a tree that was called "Tambis" and then held its body. Then he continued. "When a mate is found, he is compatible as a soul mate; the female one must always near the werewolf community, like your mom had been."

"But, what if something happened to the mated one, like he or she may get into a car accident she died and, is there any hope of finding another mate he left behind in life?" I ask him.

"I can give only one percent out of one hundred if that happened. There are only a few of us trying to move on and look for another mate, but many of us stay single until their death" Marvin said.

"Really sad," I whispered. And so here comes to my mind. I asked him again. "What happens when I turn eighteen?"

The thought of facing the truth from him fills me with an overwhelming sense of fear. The mere possibility of it being true is enough to send shivers down my spine, making me feel as though I might not be able to handle it.

"Your body will change and turn into your wolf form for the first time. It is strenuous on the body and can hurt if you aren't in good shape. We will help train you and prepare you for the transition."

That doesn't sound too bad. Totally crazy and insane, but not too bad. "Will I get any special abilities?"

"Well, you may start noticing some of them soon. Your sense of smell, taste, hearing, and eyesight will improve." He tells me that's cool.

"I have been hearing people whispering from further distances," I said.

"Oh, really, that's great. It's starting. You will also be able to pick up nuances in the way people smell. For example, if someone is really scared or if they are lying, they emit a certain smell that you will learn to detect. It helps protect us from harm," He answered.

"Anything else?"

"Well, there is one more little tiny thing. Once you have transformed for the first time, you will be able to communicate with us telepathically." He said.

Did he just say what I think he said? Telepathic communication? That is so awesome!

"I am excited to talk with you within the connection of your mind. This form of communication can be extremely personal and intimate, creating a unique connection between us." He says it with more enthusiasm than I expected. It must be awesome! Now I know, at least, I am not crazy.

I was stun for a moment, contemplating that. Okay. That sounds like a good thing! I can't wait to get that skill.

"How will we spend enough time together every day so that we don't get sick?"

"Well, I have been thinking about that for a few days. It would be perfect if you could just move in here. But I doubt your Dad will not approve for it. So, I think for now, we can have lunch together every day. We still have two classes during the school day. I can pick you up and take you home before and after. Maybe you can eat dinner here as often as possible. Then we can spend all day together on the weekends," he suggests.

"Okay, we will see how that goes, I guess. But I don't just start feeling sick; when I leave you, I feel sad too. It's like my puppy just died." He laughs at that.

"I guess you could consider me your puppy, just a lot stronger."

Oh my gosh! I hadn't meant it that way. I felt my face blush for it. I hope he can't see it. Pease be careful self!

"I want to see your wolf. Is that okay?" I asked shyly. I don't know if that's a personal thing or what, but I really wanted to.

"Really? I would love to show you my wolf. He wants to meet you too," he said.

I shook my head, by telling him, "I want to see about how does it work?"

"In order to transform into my wolf form, I need to concentrate and visualize myself in that state. It may not happen instantaneously, as it requires some time. And for you? when tomorrow comes, you have to master the transformation process. Patience and dedication are key to honing this skill, as it will take some effort to achieve the desired outcome efficiently." He said perfectly.

"Do you rip your clothes or something?" I asked.

"No, that's a myth. Whatever we have is just miraculously back on when we change back to our human form; do you want to see it?"

My attention was fixed on him, attempting to pick out the small changes in his physique as his inner wolf began to emerge. The suspense of watching his transformation was obvious in the air, and I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming feeling of curiosity and excitement surge inside me. His body transformed, and his eyes seemed to sparkle with primordial energy. I realized that he was about to disclose his actual self. I braced myself for the odd things that appeared before my eyes, for the very first time.

Then he began his steps. A warm smile spread across my face, as I anticipate him.

Suddenly, he dropped to his knees right in front of me, and my curiosity peaked. Gradually, a transformation took hold of him, causing his body to twist and contort in unimaginable ways. The sound of bones snapping echoed through the air, sending shivers down my spine. To my astonishment, his once human-like features gave way to a terrifying sight. Protruding from his mouth were sharp, menacing teeth, while his elongated face became adorned with a thick coat of fur. His limbs stretched and grew, now towering above me with powerful, muscular legs and razor-sharp claws. And as if that wasn't enough, a long, sinewy tail emerged from behind his back, completing his otherworldly transformation.

Right before my very eyes, a stunning black wolf, shimmering in the sunlight. I was taken aback by its sheer size, I hadn’t truly grasped how magnificent it was.

Driven by curiosity, I slowly reached out my hand to gently stroke its head, even in its wild form, wasn’t as welcome as I had imagined. A wave of excitement captured over me, as I feel the softness, velvety texture of its thick fur against my fingers.

Undeterred, the wolf gracefully circled around me before settling down, locking its intense gaze directly onto my eyes. Its brown orbs, now touched with a mesmerizing hint of red, had a captivating allure that I simply couldn't look away from. In that moment, I found myself in awe of the sheer magnificence of this creature's transformation.

I yearned to establish a telepathic connection with it, to effortlessly dive into its thoughts and emotions. Unfortunately, while I could still speak, the wolf remained silent, unable to respond in kind.