Pixies and wolves

CHAPTER 15: THE CHANGE I NEVER EXPECTED

XENIA'S POV

It's close to around midnight, well I have yet to look at my bedside clock, but I cannot sleep because there is this constant urge to be outside staring at this orange full moon. Suddenly it changes crimson red, now the urges have grown from wanting to stare at it, to plain outright howl at it.

I hop out of bed, place some clothes on, slide out my bedroom window and down the side of the house to the open field of our garden. I begin to howl, but it doesn't stop there the urges now bring on a yearning of wanting to be free, to run, to hunt, to eat. My body wants fresh meat. I cannot take it any longer, I bolt into the woods our parents had forbidden us to enter. I no longer care, the air is think in my lungs, scents of dirt, trees, moss, fog all envelop me, but one scent stands out and there it is, a plump deer, now the real hunt is on.

I awake to the sunlight and a light breeze over my body. I look around my room, wondering if it was all a dream. Sadly and happily to my surprise it wasn't. My mouth is dry with the taste of blood, my clothes are sprawled across the floor, covered in dirt, leaves, and red. My blankets are scattered all over and I'm in nothing but my underwear.

I jump out of bed and bolt to my mirror, staring at the horror before my eyes, my face is dirty, red and scratched, my hair is a tangled mess of branches, leaves and fur. I clearly won the hunt last night.

"Xenia, may I come in?" my Dad shouts from the other end of the door.
"Not yet Dad I'm still undressed, I'll be down for breakfast shortly" I respond in as calm a tone as I can muster, my throat still horse from the howling and dry blood.
"Okay, but don't be too long, breakfast is nearly ready" I hear is footsteps head down the stairs and out of earshot.
Next moment my door bursts open and my sister bolts in my room distressed but soon sees the predicament I am in.
"I have a plan," she states half out of breath from the running and out of shock of the horror of my room and hair, "we call the pixies to help us out."
"That is the best idea all morning" I reply grateful for her smart thinking.

We call them all out and soon my room is sprawling with hundreds of pixies and fairies.
"We need your help, we need my sister cleaned up, her room overhauled, and something to do about this," she says all in one breath while pointing at her wings which are fully spread out in my room.

In more than a mere few seconds, my room is spotless, the clothes cleaned and hung, new clothes on me and my hair completely cleaned and styled.

Leena's wings are reset into place and covered by a some pixie magic so that they aren't visible unless you know where to look.

"Thanks", she says nonchalantly, skipping out my room and downstairs.
"Thank you so much" I comment with complete humility at their astounding workmanship.

I head downstairs to join the family for breakfast and what do I see first, a glass jug of milk just begging to be gulped down. Calm yourself Xenia I think to myself, taking a seat at the table and pouring myself a glass of milk.

Mom places pancakes on our plates and we wolf them down in greed and delight, syrup oozing out our mouths and down our now very sticky fingers.
"Chew your food," she states clearly unimpressed by our lust for her pancakes.
"Hurry now and get cleaned up,or you'll be late for the bus" Dad reminds us about. We dash into the bathroom licking fingers as best we can before soaping them down and cleaning ourselves up for the day at school.

School was slow except for when I was with Joshua, he dyed his hair a silver white and his eyes are brighter than ever before, so sexy. I bite my lower lip just to keep myself off him in art class.

Leena and I missed the bus so walking home is the only option for us.
"Sis, what happened last night?" she asks me with a serious expression on her face.
"I have no clue, one second I'm in bed, the next I'm the forest hunting a deer, and then back in bed. I thought it was just a dream till I saw the mess in my room," I respond to her question.

Next thing we know the air is cool, the clouds are over us and a ghost appears before us.
"You are a werewolf Xenia," the ghost states, " your mate is Joshua, and he is yours." She vanishes leaving Leena and I scared endlessly.

We race home and into the comfort of Sasha's hugs, kisses and tail wags.

"It makes perfect sense," I comment a few minutes later.
"What does?" Leena responds in a curious manner.
"What the ghost said, about me being a werewolf, and Joshua being my mate," I reply all in one breath, " hence the fur and blood and tangled hair," I continue now fully convinced of the facts.
A change we never wanted was to be freaks that everyone at school thought of us.
"Xenia?"
"Hmmm"
"Let's see your coat and sexy tail," Leena repeats herself.

I reflect on the feelings of last night and suddenly I'm breathing faster and can smell Sasha differently, and see Leena more clearly.
"Wow" she exclaims and takes a few photos. Her voice so loud, the camera so bright on flash, but I don't complain. I change back into human form.
"And?" I ask. She hands me the camera and I peer at the sexy tail that she was talking about. Wow I'm a stunning wolf. Pure white with a bushy tail.