Luna

Chapter Three

"What are you doing here Dylan?" Greyson asks while shovelling more food into his mouth "I was tracking a friend his tracks lead me here." Dylan starts to explain to Greyson "I found him dead in a ditch just of highway 8" he says almost a little to blunt. "Oh, I'm so sorry Dylan" I reach out and grab his hand letting the electricity flow through me again I almost purr at the feeling, "Thank you, Luna," He says removing his hand he turns to Greyson "he turned feral went rouge a few weeks back, I've been following his trail of bodies for weeks it led me to a small cottage near Greenville there was a lot of blood I had to get out of there... that's when I saw him a few miles from the cottage near the highway going up to HazelBroke I swallow the hard lump in my throat I know what cottage his talking about "In the house amongst the strong scent of blood I caught your sent and Luna's and decided to come here to see what happened," Dylan says finishing his story "Your friend attacked Luna. I'm lucky I could stop the bleeding or she wouldn't be sitting here" I look down moving the food around on my plate my head starting to spin. 

"Ferals, they have been running havoc around here as well last week a large number of "animal attack" victims were brought into the hospital a large amount died what little survived didn't survive the change, I'm worried that it will only get worse" Greyson admits to Dylan "Didn't survive the change??" I ask my voice full of worry remembering the sound of the bones breaking in Greyson's body as he changed the realisation of how painful tonight is going to be. I'm going to die. "Clam down Luna you're going to be fine there is something different about you, I don't think I have seen anyone beat the fever so quickly normally it lasts for days but you beat yours within 3 hours see look he stands up and comes over to my side of the table removing the bandage on my shoulder I turn my head in astonishment. "There's no wound?" I say in complete shock "but how? I felt the pain in my shoulder when I woke up this morning, " "Probably the last of it healing over it or phantom pain who knows" Greyson says throwing the bloodied bandage into the bin. 

Did I say that aloud? "I'm worried that these feral wolves aren't just a coincidence a wolf doesn't just turn feral and start turning people," Dylan says his face then masking over into a contemplating look "Well there's no way of knowing just yet" Greyson turns back to him before turning to me "Luna do you have any questions?" Yes, tones "Yes actually" I start "Great I have a shift at the hospital today but Dylan is here to answer all your problems something tells me he's gonna be here for a while"  Greyson runs up the stairs to go get dressed "Wait what Greyson!" he comes back down dressed for the day "can't talk gotta go bye!" he says slamming the door behind him asshole I curse at him in my head turning to Dylan I smile "so werewolf 101 where do we start?" Dylan smiles "well we can start by you asking me your questions." He states very matter of factly "What will happen when I turn? are you guys in a pack? are alphas a thing? can I be an alpha? why do I have such heightened emotions like all I wanna do is eat and umm do stuff.. and lastly why is there a jolt of electricity every time I touch you" I take in a deep breath Dylan laughs at my overdramatic question asking clearly not catching on to half of what I said "why don't we go for a walk and talk, I will tell you all I know?" he asks standing from his seat. 

We walk through the forest behind Greyson's house "so to answer your first question your first turn is the most painful every bone in your body will crack break and shift as your body changes into a wolf, but it's not that bad we can heal much faster than the average human here I will show you" he pulls a small swiss army knife from his pocket and switches it open to a blade and slices through his hand, I watch in astonishment as before my eyes the cut closes leaving only a small pink line across his palm. "Wow! just like my shoulder?" I ask Dylan nods in return "Although I have never seen someone heal like that before their first shift you will have a very powerful wolf" he exclaims I feel a tinge of pride at his statement about how I will have a powerful wolf. "When you turn I will be with you to help guide you all of your senses will become heightened like your feeling now but 10 times stronger your personality will be enhanced on to your most forthcoming features you as a whole will be enhanced your speed, agility, strength even in your human form. It will be hard to control at first but I and Greyson will help you master it" Dylan exclaims as if he was living through his first transformation all over again.

Dylan looks away almost as if reminiscing "What about packs? is there like an alpha hierarchy? like in movies." I ask maybe a little too excited "Once" Dylan begins talking a seat on a log in the clearing I sit on the ground next to him like a student eagerly waiting for the teacher to elaborate on a lesson. 

Dylan Laughs at my excitement but his face immediately returns to a look of sadness "It happened when I was about 15, see the werewolves use to be a proud and strong people in packs so large they were the size of large towns or small cities Greyson and I were apart of a smaller pact about 700 werewolves all lead by my father the Alpha my mother was his beta I was training to take over the line of succession when I turned 18." he smiles at the memory "so you are an alpha?" I ask curiously "Yes and no see to become an alpha I would have to defeat an alpha so on my 18th birthday I would have had to fight my father for the position or he would have to willingly step aside and bow down to be in for me to be crowned alpha. So at the moment I'm in limbo I guess" he lets out a breathy laugh "a potential Alpha"  "What happened to your pack to your parents?" I ask "Witches" Dylan replies the word sounding like venom through his teeth. "They didn't like how powerful the wolves were becoming we frightened them so they declared war there numbers where greater then ours as they are like the Kings and queens of the supernatural world they keep nature in balance they left the werewolves in ruin they killed my family my pack my future. And now we are all nothing but wondering dogs trying to blend in with the humans." His voice has so much anger so much pain, I can see there tears beginning to welt in his eyes threatening to spill over he lost everything and everyone all over a war for power and dominance. 

I reach up and grab his face holding it near mine his beautiful blue eyes connecting with mine sends a shock through my soine I want him to feel better not to feel pain like his pain is hurting me, I can feel it in my chest. "I'm Sorry, I shouldn't be doing this" he says abruptly standing up as if to leave, I start to panic "no please it's okay. It's just I've never felt like that before like electricity running through my hands the feeling I get when I stare into your eyes. God I'm sorry I'm being weird and embarrassing, I'm sorry I just feel like I could tell you anything. You know?" I look up at him hoping he believes me or can explain to me why my bodies having such a strong reaction towards him. 

He stands there staring at me in disbelief, "What? what is it? is it bad? Did I say something wrong I'm sorry if I'm creeping you out I just have all these new emotions and feeling and o don't know what to do or how to act" I start to babble he doesn't say anything  slowly he moves back down and sits beside me he closes his eyes for a second. Slowly he reaches for my hand. Making me jump having lost my self in the curves of his face, he takes my hand from where it rests on the log, his eyes still shut in clear concentration and at that moment the sparks fly more intense than ever I feel a convulsing through my body as if another part of me is awaking like missing piece to my puzzle. Dylan drops my hand and stares at his. His jaw dropped the ground like his hand is the most remarkable thing he's ever seen "You're my mate?."