Moonlight Serenade

Chapter 2: The transformation

Chapter 2: The Transformation

With everything she was seeing making her feel lightheaded, Lyra took a step back. She felt as though she had been knocked out cold. She was a little uncomfortable looking up at that old tree.

How was she doing? She took a few long breaths to try to relax. In the still woods, the only sound was the subtle rustle of leaves in the light wind. Looking around, Lyra took in the sights and sounds she was accustomed to. Still, there was a strange feeling.

With everything she was seeing making her feel lightheaded, Lyra took a step back. She felt as though she had been knocked out cold.

She was a little uncomfortable looking up at that old tree. How was she doing?

She took a few long breaths to try to relax. In the still woods, the only sound was the subtle rustle of leaves in the light wind. Looking around, Lyra took in the sights and sounds she was accustomed to. Still, there was a strange feeling.

As she walked into her bedroom, Lyra glimpsed herself in the mirror. Her eyes were clear again, but she couldn’t shake the sensation that something basic had been altered in her.

The remainder of the day was something of a haze, as Lyra pondered the change she had encountered. She felt out of control, that her body was turning on her in ways she didn’t understand.

She felt an eerie power coming up inside her as the sun set. It was as if her body were preparing for something, but she had no clue what.

A nearly full moon ascended, giving the occasional ghostly cast to the contours of the land. A thrill of expectancy ran through Lyra, excitement and dread together.

She believed she was in for a ride, but nowhere near what waited on the other side.

And when the moon was at its height in the heavens Lyra felt the change come over her. Her body started to change, she could feel herself being something more.

She glanced at her hands and saw in amazement how they turned into half paws. Her body stretched, sensation sharpening. Lyra felt exhilarated, she was becoming a wolf.

The change was a thrill and also kind of terrifying. Lyra felt that she was dissolving, becoming something unknown and new.

But as she gazed at the moon, Lyra felt almost free. She was inhuman now, above the conventions of civility. She was a predatory creature, one that lived for the night and listened only to its own instincts and desires.

And as she realized this, Lyra threw back her head and howled savagely, her voice cursing through the tree as she had the forest to herself on this full moon.

As the trees rushed by her, Lyra felt a freedom she had never known. Her feet pounded the ground, and she was more aware. She was aware of the musky odour of rabbits and the distant hoots of owls, and felt the wind whistling through her pelt.

The forest was full of life and Lyra was an integral part of it. She belonged to the earth, to the trees, to the wild beasts which the trees harbored. She wasn’t just Lyra, the high-school student anymore; she was a wolf, a creature of the night.

And as she ran, from the reflections of puddles and runnels Lyrz saw herself. Her leek-green eyes glinted in the darkness, her coat sparkled with a pale, silver sheen. She was a magnificent beast, fierce and untamed.

But as the dark night wore on, Lyra began to feel a pang of hunger. She sniffed at the air tracking a small game. She'd beeg hungry, and her sense had grown even sharper.

Her prey was the rabbit, which she stalked and was more muscular than rabbit. At an impressive speed, she moved forward to catch her meal, and so she could fill her hungry stomach. Appetitely, she gulped down her food while her alert senses remained high.

After she finished her meal, Lyra couldn't help but feel the satisfaction which came with it. That was the life of a wolf, and she was a wolf. Instead, the girl was no longer subjected to the human norms and regulations; she was free to explore the woods, to hunt, and live her life however she wanted.

However, the night made her lonely. Though she was a wolf, she was still Lyra. The memories of the people she used to have in her life, her friends and family, came into her mind.

When the first sunbeams began to appear on the horizon, Lyra set off to her house. She turned back into her human self again, so she couldn't help but feel a disconnection from the wild and a sense of loss.

Lying in her bed, thoughts about the transformation were swimming in her mind. Deep down, she realized that she couldn't maintain her secret of a new identity for a long time. There would be a need for her to find a way to support both her human and wolf lives.

Slipping into the darkness, the doubtful thoughts about her future crawled into Lyra's mind as she ended her day.

What was in store for her? Would she get a hold of her changes herself? Besides, if others got to know her secret, what would occur?

The queries were tumbling in her mental space, but Lyra was away of her resolution; they would be confronted by her. She was more than just another high schooler now; she was a wolf and that compelled her to acquire survival strategies within this completely different realm.

The next couple of days felt like a whirlwind to Lyra. She was trying to find a way to combine both human and wolf modes in a successful way, admissions of a transformative identity in her life. She achieved the ability to transform at will, however, it was far from simple; for instance, she had isolated her wolf urges a number of times but there were instances when she just didn’t have the luxury of control.

Lyra`s companions and her folks realized that there was something other than the daily routine; however, they could not name it. They observed that she was more reserved, more contemplative. Of course, she had been more of a one-person creature but now she was felt as more separated.

Asher was the only one who recognized the change in Lyra. He had already encountered her in the woods and had witnessed her turning into a wolf. Understanding what she was, he got a great deal of interest.

Asher had been observing Lyra from a distance, attempting to comprehend the changes taking place in her. He had witnessed her transformation, and it had instilled a sense of familiarity in him. He was aware of how it felt to be a wolf, to have the strength and autonomy of nature.

As Lyra strolled through the school, she could feel the pressure of Asher's eyes on her. She wheeled around to find him intently staring at her, a look of concentration in his face. Lyra's body was enveloped in a wave of fear, when their eyes met.

Although she was uncertain of what Asher wanted, she was aware of the fact that she could not evade him indefinitely. She would have to confront him, would have to talk to him about her conversion.

As time passed, Lyra was actually beginning to enjoy Asher. When she would see him in the halls, there was this odd, undescribable feeling between them that she could not deny. It was like she was drawn to him or something.

Asher came up to her in the courtyard at school one day. "Lyra," he said, his voice low and silky. "Can we talk for a minute?"

Lyra simply nodded, performing flip-flops in her stomach. What was he going to say to her? Did he find out her secret?

He took her to a less noisy section where the crowd wasn't so dense. "I know what you are," he said to her, looking straight into her eyes. "I've seen you transform."

Lyra's fear was growing. What did Asher want? Was he going to expose her secret?

But Asher seemed nice, understanding. "I'm like you," he said. "I'm a wolf too."

Lyra's mouth dropped open in shock. She hadn't expected that. "What do you mean?" she breathed.

Asher smiled. "I'll tell you everything," he told her. "But first, we need to get out of here. Meet me at midnight, at the old oak tree in the woods."

Lyra smiled, excitement and fear intertwined. She had no idea what Asher's plan was, but she was ready for an adventure.

Lying in bed that night, Lyla couldn't help but feel a surge of exhilaration churning within he

r. She was to be instructed in a secret, a secret that would change her life forever.