It was the first night of the full moon, all of us were in the main room of the Bunker along with Cas. The ghost hunt had gone smooth which had helped Oliver and Roy deal with the wolf thing, but all of us were edgy the closer to moon rise it got. Coyote had tried to get in touch with Fenris but he hadn't responded. We were sure what that meant. Her other guides were playing hard to get as well. She said she could still feel them, but she got the sense that they were waiting for something. Maybe they didn't know either, or maybe figured that this was something we'd have to go through to understand. That hadn't helped her nerves.
"Do you think it will make a difference if we're awake or not?" Sam asked.
"Don't know. Maybe. If we don't freak out a few hours in we can have Cas knock us out, I doubt we'll be able to sleep on our own."
Oliver and Roy weren't saying much, although Oliver was pacing the room while Roy fidgeted in his chair. I just poured myself another drink, held Coyote's hand, tried to keep everyone calm and waited. I wouldn't be able to stop what was coming, we just had to ride it out.
As the hours ticked by something did start to change, my senses got stronger and this overwhelming urge to go outside started taking hold. There wasn't a feel like a shift was coming on though, not yet.
-Hunt?-
It wasn't just my wolf that said that, it was a collective voice. All of us froze.
"Cas, things could be getting dicey," I said.
My adrenaline started going, the urge to move kept getting stronger and I had to stand up. It wasn't just me, Sam, Coyote and Roy all stood up with me, Oliver had never bothered to sit down.
"Try to push it back," Coyote ordered.
-Why? It's time, hunt- That was my wolf arguing with her about it, in our heads.
She snapped her head around and glared at me, "Not helping.."
I tried to reason with him -Wolf, do we have to hunt right now, can we wait? -
-Hunt!-
It tried to take control, the rest of them flinched.
-Pack, hunt- I barely recognized the voice, it had just enough of Coyote in it for me to understand that her wolf was trying to push her out of the way too.
Roy gasped, "Help...can't.." This surge of sheer need to hunt whipped through the bond, nearly taking the rest of us with him.
He dropped to his hands and knees, Oliver's face started losing form. Not good.
That's when Fenris' energy came pouring through all of us, "Let them run, they need to feel the earth beneath their paws."
"Will this be how it is every full moon?" Coyote demanded.
"It will get easier over time, but for now, don't resist it."
She was pissed, "And the reason you didn't tell us this?"
"You needed time to process what had happened. Go, run, they will let you guide them if you don't fight them. If they are forced to take you over, you will have no say in the hunt."
Roy closed his eyes and his and Oliver's faces solidified back to human, I heard a whisper of Roy's voice inside my head. The pack was merging even closer together. He nodded, stood up, stripped and started to shift.
"Damn it!" Sam groaned as another new presence assaulted me. I looked over, his face and hands were contorted, caught between fighting and shifting. His wolf was almost entirely in control already, I could feel it itching to get out.
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Full Circle (Book 8 in Arrow/Spn Crossover)
Fanfiction(Written in 2015 or 2016) Eighth Arrow/SPN Crossover. Dean POV still. Picking up where Monsters in Our Heads ended. When old threats combine with unheard of threats and the monsters start acting like organized crime syndicates the Boys have to reach...