Fighting Faith

2.2

I screamed again while she was closing the door to the shop area. She knew that this was going to happen?

I screamed to the top of my lungs when I was inside the pickup truck. I felt my skin was tearing up from within and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Being in a sited position didn’t help, my body felt like breaking, so lying on the floor was the best option.

The rain didn’t seem to stop either, the thunders were covering my screams, which helped me feel less guilty about the noise. It was just too quiet outside if we removed the rain, probably some random people outside noticed my screaming and wouldn’t know why this had happened.

“I needed to talk to you about this before. The pain will be over in a couple of hours, you will shift completely at midnight and you need to let her run”

My grandma was explaining stuff I didn’t even understand. Let who run? Who was she talking about?

“We come from a long werewolf line. When we reach 18 is when they come up for the first time, that’s what’s happening to you. You’re turning for the first time”

I loud howl came out of my mouth. I couldn’t understand anything she was talking about and I couldn’t seem to concentrate, the pain was just too much.

“Please make it stop!” I know it was my voice but I couldn’t recognize it, it sounded guttural, animalistic even. But the pain never stopped.

We reached the house but instead of going inside, grams took me to the greenhouse. I didn’t want to be surrounded by plants, I wanted to be stretching on my own bed. Is this how I’ll spend my birthday?

Grams locked the door behind us, we lived in a secluded area which now that I think about it, it was even convenient. No one could hear my screams.

My body kept contorting for the next couple of hours. I felt I couldn’t feel my skin and bones anymore. Grams was humming next to me trying to consort me, she was trying to talk to me about wolves but I screamed at her asking her to shut up, I couldn’t concentrate on anything due to the amount of pain I was feeling.

I felt like hours went by and on while I screamed and suffered along with my grams, she smiled when everything seems to be over, but I still felt weird. When I tried to stand, I felt flat on the floor. My legs were not answering.

What time was it?

‘Grams’ I tried to speak, but it sounded like a whimper.

“I can’t understand honey. I’ll have to shift too”

Shift? Shift into what?

‘I don’t understand’ I heard myself saying, but she laughed again.

I watched her while she removed the clothes she was wearing from her body until she was not wearing anything. She kneeled on the floor and while I blinked she turned into some kind of gigantic gray wolf. I tried to step back scared, I was still on the floor and my legs were not answering.

‘Grams?’ I found myself asking even when I knew the answer for that.

Her eyes were blue, but it was like a shiny blue and I knew right away she was not hurting me. That was grams.

‘Stand up baby’ her mouth didn’t move but I still heard her talking, it was as if she was talking to my mind.

‘Ho… how?’ I asked still not believing anything that happened or anything that’s happening.

‘I have so much to talk to you about’

I tried to stand up again but this time I did it. It was like learning to walk all over again, I was on my four legs and my fur was all black instead of gray. Why?

‘How are you feeling?’ she asked, scared of my answered. I whimpered, scared, I was crying inside, I don’t know what’s going on.

‘Grams?’

‘Let’s get her running, she’ll need to be exhausted to give you control again’

She kept talking as if there was someone else inside of me. Was I a werewolf?

She started pacing outside the greenhouse through a big door from the back which was still open. I tried following her and keep her pace.

‘Our… your bloodline is from an ancient werewolf line. Your father was the most powerful alpha. When you were born everyone thought you’d be a boy due to how fast and strong you were from the beginning.’ She laughed, but it sounded empty.

‘Your mom was so proud as soon as she knew you were a girl. It didn’t really matter; you’d still inherit the pack.’

She continued but I had so many questions that were sounding inside my head, I still think she heard them because she laughed and answered them.

‘Yes. We’re werewolves, Faith. We don’t have superpowers, but we’re strong. You’ll start to develop all your wolf’s senses even when you’re a human. You could hear stuff that are not close, we can talk to each other without being next to each other, you’ll smell everything from afar’

‘How come I didn’t know any of this before?’ I asked, still shocked, that means that the wolf I saw was real. ‘Are there more like us?’

‘Yes, we used to belong to a pack but that… wait, did you see one like us? Where?’ she asked in panic, I didn’t want to say it because it looked like I just messed it up.

‘We need to go now’ she yelled inside my head and started running towards the house.

I followed her feeling the passing of the wind behind me, I felt free even when I still didn’t understand anything. I could hear the birds chirping at the distance, even the crickets around the trees. I feel like I can hear and smell everything and the rain felt amazing against my skin.

When we were getting home, I heard something breaking, the greenhouse was being attacked by a group of man, whilst one was just observing.

“She was here. I can still smell her” I heard people screaming. Were they wolves like us?

A group came outside the house breaking everything on their path and one of them had the only picture my grams and I moved around everywhere we moved.

I was pacing while looking at how grandma stopped. I can’t believe we can’t do anything against it.

“Alpha, it is the girl from the store” someone approached the man that was standing there. It looked familiar. Was it one of the guys that were at the store and left before Jake? Were they following me?

“Her body temperature was too high; she must be turning 18 today” that was the other one. Were they always together? I wanted to scream at them and tell them to go away.

‘Faith, your parents… that’s the guy who killed them. He’s looking for you and we have to run, run as fast as you can’ I heard my grams say but I couldn’t move.

My eyes crossed into the line of sight of the guy grams just mentioned who killed my parents and I felt rooted to the floor. I couldn’t move.

Weren’t they killed in an accident?

His hair was long, reaching almost his chin if it was loose, but it was styled slicked back, even some strands were decorating his face. His broad shoulders and tall stature, he was almost two feet tall and behind all those clothes he still looked muscular and well built. He was even taller than the guy from the store.

His face is handsome and captivating, with a strong jawline, well-defined cheekbones. The straight nose and inviting full lips add to his attractive features, complemented by sun-kissed skin. It's a face that effortlessly combines strength and dominance. I could even see his eyes from there. For a moment they were clear brown, but all of a sudden they were red.

I felt like I couldn’t move and even when I was supposed to run away I felt like he was what I wanted all along. That’s when I understood what my grams said that I would feel special. He had a smirk on his face, he knew. He felt it too.

I felt in this trance until I heard my grams screaming ‘Run!’ and that’s when hell was unleashed…