Diana I return from the bathroom to see Hunter and Isaiah still standing looking at me."Would you like to explain the meaning of what your wolf said?" Isaiah says curiously.I look at Hunter who looks more worried than I've ever seen him. "I'm an Alpha" I say quietly."Impossible. Female Alpha's do not exist!" His dad says but even I can see he's rattled. "I didn't believe it either, but her wolf can do things that shouldn't be possible!" Hunter adds."Such as?" Isaiah asks Hunter but still looking at me warily."She's able to take over Diana at will even though she's been given enough wolfsbane to wipe out a small pack - it seems she's immune to it, She's impossibly strong already even though she hasn't shifted and I've never seen anyone who half shifts with such ease" Hunter states."I thought that was normal" I say sounding like a total idiot."Who is your father? What is your lineage?" Isaiah asks like he's trying to figure out a plausible explanation."My father was an Alpha.
HunterI look at Diana one last time before I leave the room. Her temperature has started to rise again so I want to go and make sure everything is ready for when she starts. No doubt it's going to be a long night. I remember my first shift and the unbearable pain to the point I was begging for death. Death would have been kinder.I walk to the garden to see my parents, Bonnie and Orion sitting around the outdoor table drinking. They are all laughing except for Orion who sits with a blank face."Is everything ready?" I say to them as they stop to look at me. "Yes everything is perfect. Is Diana ok?" My mother answers."Sleeping" I say gruffly."Sit, have a drink with us, I'm sure she will come down when she's ready. We have hours yet" my father states. I glance over to the spot that's been set up. Furs and cushions lie on the floor and some chairs a few feet away. Lamps have been set up and buckets of ice water lined up to the side. "Is that enough ice?" I say not thinking it is.
DianaI'm floating not in control of my body but I can see and hear everything happening around me. The excruciating pain that I felt is no longer there. I can't feel my body at all and I gaze up at the stars above me, grateful for a respite in the agony of my bones breaking and burning. I can hear Bonnie screaming and muffled sobs. I can see Hunter in my peripheral vision but I'm unable to move my eyes. I'm fixated on the sky above me and focus on one star in particular which is brighter than the rest. I float up higher leaving my body behind. I try to turn my head to look down but in my minds view all I can see is the sky. The sounds from below are too far to now hear clearly. I feel a gentle tug from my chest which increases my speed slightly into the sky. The tugging becomes more insistent and I notice how the stars start to blur until they merge and form a blinding white light all around me. The light doesn't hurt my eyes - which is good since I don't technically have usable
England - 2017"DIANA, HURRY UP YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE!"I hear my mom's voice yell from the bottom of the stairs. I roll my eyes and quickly start grabbing stuff for school, before glancing at my reflection in the mirror as I rush past. My long black hair has soft curls almost reaching down to the top of my jeans, I briefly imagine it short and inwardly shudder. I love how it makes me feel, like a security blanket around my small frame. At only five foot two inches tall I am 'petite'. My father always calls me his 'petite fleur de lune'. I never minded when I was younger but coming up to my sixteenth birthday I'm still shorter than I had expected, given the height of my parents.My blue eyes look back at me and I check my make-up one final time.. "yes, you can do this" I pep talk to myself. I quickly scan the room, mentally making sure I have everything needed for my final exams. Finally leaving fucking secondary school, I am so excited to go to college after the summer and start my
Six years laterDianaI still feel uncomfortable sitting in this office even after 6 years. I know every detail. From the placement of the books on the shelves, to the number of blind slats on the window. Once a week I come here to discuss my failure of a fucking life. Highlighting my miserable existence and to check my medication is working. "And how are you sleeping?" Doctor Gavin Thorne asks me. I sigh. Fed up of going over the same shit every week. "Fine" I say. A lie. He looks down at my wrist which is slightly uncovered where my sleeve has rode up my arm. I instinctively pull my jumper sleeve down to hide the lie. The red ring that encircles my wrist is the evidence. Doctor Thorne looks at me sadly "Has there been another incident?" My mind instantly wonders to last night...."No". Another lie. I can tell he doesn't need to have a degree to know I'm lying. I don't even try to make myself sound convincing. Aside from the random panic attacks like the one I experienced on
BonnieI sit outside my dad's office listening to the voices from inside, as clear as if they were next to me. He knows I'm here. He also knows I can hear everything being said due to our heightened senses. Our senses would be sharper if it was not for the wolfsbane I take everyday. The whole village has to take a low dosage of it for our protection - for Diana's protection. The wolfsbane dose is so small it doesn't stop us from shifting, that would endanger us if we were ever attacked or found out about. It does however mask our scent from pack wolves and rogues passing the area. We live as closed off as we can, hiding in plain sight in human territory. A pack pretending to be humans living in an idyllic village. It's been this way for hundreds of years. Never mixing with other wolves and humans unless absolutely necessary. No other packs even know we exist except for the elders - The Ecclesia. A bunch of old as dirt fuckers with sticks up their asses. They come once every five yea
DianaMy eyes flutter open and I squint slightly from the rays of sun coming through the window. I lift my head and scan the room to see if my bed is still in its place - it is thankfully. My free hand goes to my necklace which holds a key and I reach across unlocking the handcuffs. I swing my legs out of bed and look over at my packed suitcase sitting in the corner. Maybe I can get out of going? I could fake an illness? I muse to myself. My bedroom door swings open and crashes against the wall. Bonnie struts in "Morning bitch! Are you ready to partay?" "Bonnie, I've just opened my eyes! And I need to do the plants and see my mom before we go" I say wearily feeling like I hadn't slept."I'll make you a deal... You get washed and dressed and I'll do the plants, then we can pop to see your mom as we leave...deal?""Okay.... I don't know what the rush is though, it's like 6am!""Just do it, c'mon chop chop.... Moooove bitch" she says as she claps her hands at me"Bloody hell your so
DianaWe drove for miles away from our secluded village in the south of England. Passing through towns and cities and finally out into the countryside again, towards what Bonnie called 'Drinksville'."Did we really need to go so far?.... Surely there was a closer spa we could have gone to?" I say trying to stretch my cramped legs. For nearly five hours we had been driving and my stomach rumbled. "We're almost here! And no, this spa is the shit!" We drive down into a valley, steeped with huge trees and numerous wooden lodges dotted about. It was beautiful. "We're here!" Bonnie squeals excitedly."Where is here exactly?" I say looking around."The Lake District a.k.a drinksville" Bonnie replies. "Come on, let's go get checked in" I get out of the car slowly, my bones aching from the long drive. We head towards the huge wooden and stone building, following the signs for 'reception'.Bonnie walks to the desk to check us in and I look around me, feet still planted in the same spot. Th