Lunar Vow

A Wolf's True Nature

I didn’t know what I was doing until I was already doing it. Silently walking down the hall to Fenris's room, the only thing on my mind was the other night. When he came down to the kitchen in a white t-shirt that was clinging to his skin like glue, a pair of grey sweat pants hanging low on his hips, god, he looked so sexy. I couldn’t stop thinking about how he confessed his love for me. How I didn’t know how he felt back then . How I wish I would have because what he doesn’t know is ,I was so madly in love with him too.

Before I knew it I was knocking on his door half expecting him not to open it. Just then the door swings open startling me . I see him standing in the door way, those sweat pants on once again but this time no shirt. His brown hair making the olive tone of his skin more eminent. The dark tattoos across his shoulders and over his chest moving with every flex of his muscle. His blue eyes shimmering in the light from the hall like the ocean gleaming from the sun. “How have I never seen how absolutely perfect this man is?” I thought to myself.

“Serena, what are you doing? Why are you at my door right now?” He asked me in confusion, but I could see the look of desire in his eyes as he looked me up and down. Standing there in my night gown, attempting to find an answer but failing. I open my mouth, but no words are released. “Serena,” I hear again, but my words are being blocked by the thoughts in my head.

The thought about kissing him, the thought of pushing him against the doorframe, the feeling of the hard lines of his body beneath mine. Suddenly, the air felt thin. I could feel my pulse picking up in speed as I imagined his hands brushing over the curves of my body, surrendering to his every will, and in that moment, the doorway faded into a blur. The only thing that mattered was the intoxicating connection we shared and the electric promise of what was yet to come.

Snapping back into reality, I see him still standing there staring at me in confusion “Serena, hello? Anyone there?” He says, snapping his fingers in front of my face.

“Huh? What did you ask? Sorry, I got lost in thought,” I said, not knowing what else to say.

“What are you doing at my door?” He asked again, this time with less confusion and more annoyance .

“Oh, I uh, I wanted to see if we could talk about the other night.”

“The other night? You mean when I confessed my love for you and how you abandoning me killed my soul? Yeah, no thanks,” he said as he started to close the door, when suddenly I instinctively stopped the door with my hand.

“Fenris, wait, please, let’s talk. I need to explain why I left without saying goodbye.”

“What could you possibly say that’s going to change anything, Serena? You're going to tell me that you left to spare me? That… that you left because saying goodbye hurt too much? Oh no, I know you're going to tell me that you left because you had no choice and that you loved me too. What about leaving hurt you more than it hurt me? Yeah, no thanks, I’m good! I don’t want or need your excuses. The fact of the matter is, you left, you left, and it hurt, but I moved on, I healed myself, and I forgot you existed. I sealed away any part of me that loved you, and slowly but steadily, it was as if meeting you never happened. Now, please leave me alone so I can study. I have a big test tomorrow.” He quietly yelled so no one could hear the words he was speaking as he shut the door in my face, and all hope of my repairing our friendship went with him.

Standing there listening as I heard fenris’s footsteps fade away in the distance, my wolf cry’s out for his. As my emotions begin to overflow, I rush down stairs and out the door, in hopes that the cold brisk air on my skin will be able to tame the urge to shift. Suddenly, I hear a woman’s voice calling for me “Serena, Serena sweetie, what is going on? Why are you so upset?” And as she reaches for my shoulder, I spin around. Without a thought, I collapse to the ground, tears streaming down my face. The pain in my chest growing larger with every second as the realization that I may never be able to repair what I have broken sets in. The gut wrenching pain takeing over as my wolf forces itself out, howling at the dark moonlight sky, begging for his.

As my wolf continued to force its way out, I felt my skin stretch, and my body become hot. The next thing I know, I'm running into the woods, flying through trees and bushes, no sound but the air speeding past me. I had no idea where I was going, no thoughts but the heartbreak I just endured, no control of my body, mind, or emotions, but worst of all, no control over my heart.