Conceived under the moon

Tonight is a magical and mysterious night. It’s the night that all werewolves look forward to. Young wolves come into their powers, old wolves feed off of the energy. Some will find their soulmates, but in some cases hearts will be broken.

Orenda, has been counting down the days. She will finally get her powers, and be mated to the king of the wolves. Diablo has been waiting for her since she was a pup. Witches and warlocks had predicted she would be his.

Things have been hectic, and crazy all day. She hadn’t seen Diablo and she could feel her powers coming to her. The urge to turn was causing her to become erratic. She looks down at her hands and all she sees are paws. She starts to sprint as she screams for him. She gets to the stairs and she sees him. The sight causes her to go frantic.

Her inner wolf takes over and it causes her to howl and growl. Diablo’s lips don’t leave the other women, He only moves his eyes. It’s not until his eyes meet Orenda that he notices that it’s her. She runs away from him and he chases after her. For a moment all of her anger causes her to forget that he is the king. He’s bigger, stronger, and faster than her.

He catches her and demands, “Come back!”

She fights him, “You found your soulmate and it’s not me!”

Her words cause him such anger and he lashes out. She screams and yells. Her inner wolf is crying out for her soulmate, but he never comes. Diablo shifts back into his human self, and leaves her in wolf form. She pants and cries out, but no one hears her.

Several hours later, her inner wolf pushes her to get up. She fights through the pain and she runs. She runs until she can’t. She knows she’s nowhere near home because of the snow. It doesn’t snow back home. The coldness causes her to drop to the ground. The panting and whimpering returns, and she has nowhere to go.

Just as her vision starts to go black, she feels a gentle touch. It feels like soft, small hands. There are four sets, and they are petting her. She feels a tingling, loving sensation. The sensation flows throughout her fur. It causes her to let out some sort of a rumbling noise of pleasure.

Giggles, and laughter fill the air. She feels her body calming and shifting back into human form. She’d cry out in pain but the girls are still rubbing her and it causes her pain to flee. When she comes to the ladies help her up, and they take her back home with them.

All eyes are on the three of them, as they help her into the village. Her clothes are torn but they aren’t looking at that, they are looking at the blood. The blood raises questions, but it’s the tears that give the answers. No words are needed, and none are spoken. Everyone welcomes her in with open arms.

As the months pass, her limp never goes away. Everyone stares when Orenda walks by. It’s not her limp that they stare at, it’s her growing stomach.

The pup inside her is considered a curse. No one blames the unborn child, but they fear what will come when the baby arrives. Everyone knows that as soon as that child is born a pheromone will be released, and the father will know.

Orenda returns home and groans out loud, “I am tired of everyone looking at me like that!”

Luna giggles, “Like what?”

Orenda and Rora share knowing looks.

Rora shoots her sister a dirty look, “You know what looks!”

Luna is in denial, “I can assure you that I have no idea of any looks.”

Rora lets out an unbelievable laugh, “They look at Orenda, like her head is on fire!”

Luna rolls her eyes, “Nonsense. They don’t fear her. They fear that nasty werewolf king, wanna be!”

Orenda lets out a nervous laugh, “Why would they fear him?”

Luna gives her a knowing look, “You can’t hide anything child! Everyone has seen bits and pieces of the past and future.”

Luna doesn’t realize that Rora is shaking her head at her. In a way of begging her to stop. Orenda is becoming terrified the more that Luna talks. She goes off into a rant about how he will smell the child, and he will know that it is his.

Tears flow down Orendas face as Luna continues, “We will protect you, but the others don’t agree with us…”

Orenda’s howl causes Luna to stop talking. She watches in horror as Orenda transforms into a werewolf. Orenda springs out of the house. The sisters run after her and shout, in a failed attempt to calm her down.

Rora starts to scream at her, “You need to be more careful! You know that changing her body in this state could cause her to lose that child!”

Luna gasps, “Oh no, I didn’t mean..”

Tears fill her eyes and her sister hugs her, “I know.”

Several hours later*

Luna and Rora set out to go find her. They are worried for their friend, and her unborn child. They use their magic to trace her last steps. They are excited and run when the magical dust finally leads the way to their friend.

The excitement fades, when they find her lying there in her own blood. Luna runs to her side, consumed with guilt. She lays her head on her chest to try to hear for a heart beat. Orenda let out a howl and started to breathe heavily. This causes Luna to jump, terrified.

Rora runs to the other side and together they help Orenda deliver the baby.

Orendas' last, dying words were, “Name her Jolene. Rescue her, and love her. Keep him away from her, she can never be his.”

She kisses the precious baby and then slips off, into a permanent coma.