The Rise Of The Silver Wolf

I really am a werewolf!

As I stirred in my bed, all I can hear is India shrieking that she can't find her pink bikini.

"Mother I demand you help me find it or you will just have to buy me more. Did you even remember packing it? Mother, are you listening to me?"

I pull the duvet over my head and groan. The pear schnapps certainly sent me to sleep but my head was now a fuzzy washing machine on a spin cycle. I had drifted in and out of sleep trying to piece it all together and had no intention of getting up whilst they were still here. As if dad could read my mind he sneaks in with a large coffee for me and sits down on the end of the bed.

"Mon my angel, I brought you coffee, as I thought after the party for one you may have a delicate head. As soon as they go we will talk. Then I will take you to the pack house."

I didn't lift my head up, I just grunted. I really didn't want to be in this parallel universe that I had been thrust into last night. Although it would be nice to oggle those guys again. They were seriously fit & I cant wait to tell Christian about them. F*ck how on earth can I tell Christian anything. FFS my dad claims werewolves are real.

After what seemed like an eternity, the front door finally slammed and peace reigned over the apartment. I could hear my dad coming down the corridor into my room "Right Pumpkin, you can stop hiding, they have gone & I really need to tell you everything."

I wasn't going to get away with ignoring this, there was no way it was all a dream & I wanted to hear what my dad had to say. Curiosity was killing the cat so I sat up and faced my dad.

"Hey dad. Did you sleep ok?"

"Nice decoy young lady" said dad laughing. "yes I slept but I kept going over this conversation in my head trying to work out how to tell you it all" I sipped my coffee and looked at my dad. He looked tired.

"So before Cruella rang you last night you were trying to tell me werewolves are real. Are you going to tell me that you are a werewolf?" I joked. Dad looked down at his hands then looked up at me, stared me straight in the eyes and said "yes pumpkin I am, so was your mum and so are you. Seb, Matt & Wilf are werewolves too" I let out a snort of laughter in disbelief but something about the look on my dads face told me this wasn't a joke. This was real life.

"What the actual dad! YOU ARENT JOKING ARE YOU?" I shouted. I jumped out of bed and started pacing the room. "OMG you are a wolf, how the f*ck does this work? You can't be. I mean you are a man not a freaking wolf."

"Pumpkin, I know this is a lot to take in and this is why I didn't want to tell you with Cruella & India about. Perhaps I should have told you years ago, perhaps I should have let you grow up in the pack so everything was normal".

I storm out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. I seriously needed way more coffee. Like a jug full of coffee. I catch my reflection in the mirror and walk over to it. Staring straight at myself, I cant think straight. How am I wolf. As I continue staring, my eyes flicker green and a soft distant voice says "hello Mon its true you are a wolf. I am just waking up but I am here for you."

I spin round and look to see who is there. The only person is my dad who is now sitting at the table watching me.

"Did you just speak to me dad? I just heard a distant voice telling it's true that I am a wolf, that they are just waking up but they are here for me."

"Pumpkin was that just after your eyes flickered green?"

"You saw that? Yes it was just after that. What is it dad?"

"Darling that must be your wolf waking up."

"My wolf waking up? My wolf can talk to me??"

"Sit down Monika and I will explain it all." I sat opposite dad and searched his face for clues that this was still all a prank. "So you still think I am joking you somehow but I am not. I am a werewolf, my wolf is Michael and he is a large black wolf with white socks. Your mothers wolf was a gorgeous red wolf called Star. Your mum was my mate and our wolves were mates. When she died I went through so much pain. Not just grief but part of me died that night too. It was you my sweet angel that kept me going. That and Michael refused to give up on our pup."

I just stared into space. Looking back at my dad I simply said "Prove you are a wolf" I didn't expect anything to happen but low and behold, his canines extended and his fingers turned into claws. As he spoke his voice was deeper. "Little pup, I am Michael, your dad can't shift fully in the apartment, but once we reach our pack he will shift completely & you can meet me properly."

"Holy f**k" were the only words to escape my mouth. I got up and walked into the bathroom. I needed a shower to try and wake me up from this dream.

I stood in the shower trying to get my head around it all. So I am a wolf, my dad is a wolf, my mum was a wolf. The guys I met last night are wolves. Where does that leave Cruella & India? I need to know more. I need to get this straight & standing in the now cold shower isn't going to help.

Pulling on gymgear and a sweatshirt I throw my hair into a messy bun and head back to the kitchen to find dad. He was sitting with a coffee doing some paperwork. "Pumpkin, how are you feeling? Want to ask me any questions?"

"I have so many I don't know where to start. I am struggling to take this all in. You and the guys from last night seem so normal. Is Cruella a wolf?"

Dad takes of his glasses and rubs his eyes. "We are normal, we just have the ability to change into a wolf. No Cruella isn't a wolf she isn't my mate, she is simply human. I think the best thing for us to do now is to go to the pack and meet with the Alpha and his parents. I know they are dying to see you. Go pack some things as we will stay over for a couple of nights".

Silently I went and packed a variety of outfits. I have no idea what I would need. What does a werewolf need?

OK, let's get this show on the road. I need to know everything, I want to find out about my mum's death, about who she really was. I want to find out about me.