Opening up about peculiar Marking

The queen was of course majestic and beautiful in a regal way. Dressed in dark purple, the finest of it all. Her husband, Thapelo, dressed in a dress coat, embroidered beautifully to stop just above his ankles. Inside had silk pants that were of the finest material. It was like stepping right into a Victorian-era world. “Hey dad, hey mom, how are you people.”

Ryan said as he moved to kiss her mother on the face and greet his father. His mother stood from the table holding his ears. “You sure do know how to stay away huh, I always say come home soon and then you say you will and weeks go by like that. Today I am going to beat your ass.” That had of course been the norm between the two. The palace servants were already used to it though of course Ryan always pretended that his ear hurt.  “Mom stop, you are embarrassing me I’m already grown up,” Ryan said as he held his mom’s hand... “ouch, you will give scars to this handsome son of yours.”

She did leave his ear but not before smacking his butt. Moving from there he of course acted disgruntled and complained to his father.

“Dad why is mom always beating me up, you have to tell her that I’m grown up.” His father was of course holding his smile from within, though Ryan knew the man enjoyed seeing his wife play around with him. “Estella he really is a big man now, you’ve got to stop hitting him,” Thapelo said as he winked at his son.

From there the maids set a bouquet of food, that had of course been hunted from within. Sometimes in his twisted mind, he thought that Chinese with their sushi were the closest people to werewolves.

He had really missed home, and in as much as he had done his own deal of mistakes, he had never felt out of the home. There he could be anything he was not in the outside world. It was where he could breathe and be free. He missed his evening runs. The competition made his blood rush, his vigor renewed.

As they made small talk on the table, his mom of course could not help but ask about his love life. On opening that side of the talk, he felt the need to be a bit private with the conversation so after cutting them off lightly, he suggested that after the meal they meet in their private chamber for a talk. When you were royalty, you had to be careful. This is because anything could be used to put your pack in imminent danger.

The rest of the time was of course spent in amiable talk. The pack’s territory had been on the expanse, although the Victorians had been proving troublesome. They had killed some of their spies that they had reinforced in their territory. Apart from that, they had been very brutal with the wolves from this pack. Last week, they had sent a group of scouts into the forest for some game hunting. They had come back wounded, one of them on the brink of death. This had been an open provocation and if they took this lying down, then their authority in the land would be questioned.

So, in this period of time, they had been pretty tense. The pack warriors were in the strict regimen for training. The warriors had to be coordinated in their way of doing things if they were to have a head over anything. The warriors could be heard doing their routine in the barricades. Thankfully the forest was the best place to be doing their training.

 They headed to the private chamber immediately after they were done eating where they locked themselves in. “Speak up son, what is eating your mind,” Estella said as she looked at him. “Please sit mom and dad so that we can talk. “Can someone mark their partner in a dream?” Ryan asked as he looked potently at his parents. At this, his parents looked at each other, weirded out. They had never heard of anything like that.

“No son, one cannot mark someone in a dream, that has never happened before in history. Why do you ask, did something like that happen?” Thapelo asked as he grew more intrigued.

“Okay dad, there was this peculiar event that happened while I was working, so this girl called Leila, walked into our interview and she was apparently a werewolf. She has been alone for the past years that she has turned into a wolf it's entirely surprising. We had this instant attraction that had my inner wolf almost come out immediately. If not for exercising steel control, my fellow workmates would have known the truth about me.

Now that was not the only thing that happened. That night as I slept, she appeared in my dream, and then we found ourselves changing into our wolves. Before I knew it, I had marked her right there in the dream. I woke up feeling disoriented, remembering every single part of that dream. What was strange was that when she came into work today, she had those marks. The instant she got into my office, we both changed almost as though we had no will over ourselves.

I felt myself go over to her and lick away at the bite as a subconscious reaction and the bite mark went away. After that, we were able to get back into our senses and turn into our human selves. That was when I realized that whatever had happened in that dream had been a reality. Part of the reason I am here is to find out why things would happen as they did dad