I woke up earlier than usual today. I looked at the watch , it was 4:30 am. Everything was quiet, this time of the day and all I could hear was the soft snores of Joe who was soundly sleeping next to me. I looked at him, in his cotton shirt and pyjamas, sleeping with his mouth wide open, softly snoring , I am filled with a strange feeling . I love this man. I lean in and kiss him on the nose, a soft inaudible grunt escapes his lips before he goes back to sleep again. I then get out of bed and head to the kitchen. I usually wake up before the sunrise and the first thing I need as soon as I wake up is a cup of strong black coffee, without which I cannot function.
I was sitting there drinking my coffee and reading a book, when Luna walks in. It surprises me to see her up so early. She walks up to me , yawning, and says good morning in a sleepy tone. My heart is overwhelmed with love at the sight of her. I wonder if this is how every mother feels.
I ask Luna why she’s up so early, but I wasn’t ready for what was to come next. She’s been having the recurring werewolf dreams lately. It usually happens to the werewolves when their first phasing is near. The thought of it scares me. Although I cannot control her phasing for much longer with just the potions , I could still make it so that it stays under control for at least 3 or 4 months. Soon the day would dawn upon me when I’ll have to face the truth and reveal it to Luna in ways she would understand. Everything would change for her then. I wanted to put it off for as long as I could. For now I just want her to live a normal life without worrying about anything.
I somehow manage to convince her that it’s only just a dream even if it felt real. She doesn’t look very convinced but she stopped asking further, allowing me a moment of relief. Just then Joe walked in. In all my life I’ve never been so happy to see someone as I was when I saw Joe enter. I quickly pretend to go back to reading , but my mind had already strayed away from the book.
I remembered the first time I phased. I was 15. My dad was the Beta of the pack and my mom was one of the strongest from the pack. Naturally, I had inherited all those qualities from my parents but I was scared nonetheless. On the day of my phasing, it was like any other day, I’d always run off into the forest and paint. I always loved painting. I found peace in it. That day I remember painting a big oak tree that was probably one of the largest trees I’d seen then. Suddenly a warm fuzzy feeling was slowly building inside me. I started feeling light headed and heavy at the same time. It felt like my blood was boiling and I felt this inexplicable rage within me. I felt anger like never before, and it only kept growing and growing, and then , the excruciating pain followed. My hands were beginning to look like an animal’s, low growls kept escaping my lips every time I tried to speak. As my back bent, I could hear the popping and shattering sounds, like those of breaking bones. The memory of that pain and the anguish still lingers in my mind today. I ran deep into the forest until I reached the sacred water fall. I looked into the waters, failing to recognise the silver grey wolf with bluish-grey eyes staring back at me. I remember staring at my reflection in the water for a very long time. As suddenly as I’d phased, I turned back into my human self, only now I had no clothes to wear. So there I stood , stark naked, with nothing but my long hair to cover me, when I hear an uneasy cough. I turn to look at the bluest pool of eyes I’d ever seen. It was a cute guy about my age but taller than me, clearly looking uncomfortable yet had his eyes fixed on me. His silver hair caught light and shined even more brilliantly with the light reflected by the water.
“Uh...wow” he said,
I looked at him annoyed but a part of me kept feeling this strange attraction towards him.
“Look away, you pervert.”
His face reddens and he looks embarrassed. He hastily turns around and says,
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to look. I just couldn’t help it. “
He took off his shirt and handed it over to me, while still keeping his back turned, “you can wear this if you like.”
I grabbed the shirt from him and pulled it over my head and said,
“you can turn around now.”
He turned around and began speaking, “I’m Ed... Edward from the Silvermoon pack. I’m sorry if you were offended. “
I smiled, and said “Hi Ed, I’m Sky from the Grey Dusk pack.
And that was the day I met my mate.