PART TWO
THIS STORY IS ABOUT WEARWOLVES
If you have not read part one please read it first, you will not understand this if you haven't. Enjoy! :-)
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"Luna?" I hear Someone outside my cabin. In walks one of the most beautiful ladies I've ever seen. Her hair is a darker brown than mine, her eyes are misty and kind.
"Who are you?" I ask.
She smiled mischievously. "According to you and the entire village, your worst nightmare."
I open my mouth and stutter with difficulty, "Y-y-you're a-a-a..." I can barely grasp the word.
She sighs. "Yes, child, I am a wearwolf." She laughed, her laugh was sweet and gentle. "I came to visit. I came to tell you that I will be proud to have you with our tribe soon."
I grimice.
"Now," she says, her voice suddenly serious, "I came to tell you that we aren't who you think we are. You think of us as wild, insane, vicious." She smiled and shrugged. "We are forced to do this, by the Alacati. If we don't they-they- they take away our souls."
I stare at her curiously.
She sighs. "They turn us into real wolves, they turn us into the animals we are, the animals we always were." She looks into my eyes, the human ones I saw today, the ones that gave me hope. "My name is Iris, of the Lupon tribe, they made me chief because, well," she shrugged, "I wasn't like the others. I didn't want to be a monster, or an animal. I wanted to be human." She looked at me and sighed. "I saw your thoughts, I honour you, the way you sacrificed your life, everything I've only dreamed of for the past five-hundred years. You truly are a delightful young human."
She smiled at me.
I creased my brow, in thought, then said, "Would you have bitten Sonja?"
She shrugged and stared at the floor. "Yes. Canis insisted. When I refused to bite you, well, I had to convince him that you would be a useful member and needed time to get used to the fact that you would soon be... like me."
"So," I said, "Wolves aren't what we think they are. Are there more like you?"
She laughed. "Yes, a few that wanted me to turn you to one of us not for the Alacati, for the hope of goodness in the pack." She then grinned and turned to me. "Wanna see me as a wolf?"
"But I have." I pointed out.
She laughed and walked outside. I heard the sounds of soft moaning which slowly turned to low growling, and the wolf I saw earlier on walked in. Her tongue out, panting, a wide grin on her face.
I sheepishly held my hand out and patted her. She barked softly and her tail shook. Then she left, running off into the night. I wanted her to stay. She seemed nice enough, for a wolf. I smiled as I remembered her words. I slowly fell into a deep sleep, listening to the distant howls of the wolves in the distance.
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I will write PART THREE soon, please tell me what you think! I hope you enjoyed and please comment!