In the early morning light, as a new day dawned, Jelca found herself faced with another challenging task. She had been summoned by Maestro, a seasoned werewolf elder who had taken her under his wing. Today, she was to practice harnessing her special ability - the one that set her apart from the rest of her kind.Maestro led Jelca through the dense forest, their footsteps muffled by the thick layer of fallen leaves underfoot. The air carried with it a sense of anticipation as they made their way towards a destination known only to Maestro. Jelca's heart raced with nervous excitement, unsure of what lay before her.After what felt like hours of weaving through the forest, they emerged into a clearing. But instead of finding themselves in the midst of towering trees, they found themselves overlooking a breathtaking sight. It was the fabled Pink Sea, a mystical place rumored to have magical properties.The sea stretched out before them, its water shimmering in hues of soft pink and lavend
Under the moonlit sky, Maestro stood before Jelca, the young she-wolf eager to learn the art of controlling her transformation. Jelca's heart raced with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation as she looked into the wise eyes of her mentor.Maestro was an ancient being, his silver fur glistening in the moonlight, his movements graceful and precise. His reputation as the maestro of shape-shifting had spread far and wide, and Jelca felt an immense honor to be under his tutelage. Yet, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of doubt. Would she be able to master this innate power that had suddenly awakened inside her?With a soft, melodious voice, Maestro began, "Jelca, the path of transformation is not an easy one. It requires immense self-control and a deep understanding of your own inner essence."Jelca nodded, her ears perked, eager to absorb every word."Remember, my dear, transformation is not about fighting against your humanity. Instead, it's about embracing the wild spirit within y
The light of the full moon was bright. The leaves attached to each branch of the trees were waved by the cold breeze. Her eyes roamed around. She was in the middle of the street. Jelca Stewart's shoulders shivered when an unusual-cold-air kissed her skin.A groan nearby made her feet stop making steps. She cleared her throat when a shadow devoured her own. She instantaneously swallowed when she felt the wind heat up. It was like the breath of the monster behind her. She was nervous, she slowly moved to look back. Her eyes widened when she saw the long and thick fur of the monster she had only just seen.“W-What is this?” her trembling lips uttered. Jelca lifted her stare. Now she was able to see the face of the monster. It had blue eyes that were both angry and manipulative; fangs as sharp as if they had just been sharpened; a large face and a long nose that blows warm air, but is scary.“Owoooooooooh!” howled the monster while it was lifting his gaze to the full moon. “G-God, s-sav
Bryco blew air before he entered the entrance of the large cave where their pack was gathering. He looked around at the werewolves who were purely howling.“Owooooooh!” his loud growl that caused everyone to fall silent.The gathered werewolves separated. They made a big road between them for Bryco.He had already begun to walk to where his parents and siblings were.It was time for him to step into his family's position when he returned in human form.He stood up. He was winded because of the distance he had run before. Likewise, he looked behind him. Everyone became human again. According to the scripture of the Midnight Storm Pack, the wolf -like appearance of their pack on the first full moon of the month takes only two hours. It was about Eleven o'clock, so he became human again.He looked at his father.“Forgive me, Father, for the reason that I was caught in this meeting. Again-”Bryco could not continue his line when his father suddenly kicked him.“Silence, Bryco! For 300 yea
Jelca's knees were shaking as she entered the large entrance of their house. She didn't know what she was going to do. Her gaze circled all around. She rushed towards her mother, who also rushed to go her way.“They're real! Mama, I'm not lying. Believe me, Mama!” she said hysterically. Her mother was full of confusion. Her mother touched her on both cheeks and tried to calm her down.“What is real? What are you talking about, Jelca? Fix yourself! You look like a fool!” her mother said."I-I saw it! His fangs are sharp! His nails are long and sharp too, Mama! That demon's blue eyes are really terrifying! His fur is thick. He's big too! He's real! They're real! They're f-fucking real! T-The werewolves a-are real, Mama," she told her mother.There's a sudden changed in her mother's emotion. Even if her mother won't tell her, she would sense that her mother is hiding something from her. “W-Why, Mama? Have you seen one? Why you didn't tell me about them!? Y-You always told me before that
Jelca doesn't know where to go. She was exhausted because of the unending questions in her mind. Why it feels like everyone was denying the fact about those monsters? Why they couldn't do believe her words? She's telling the truth. She sighed out of frustration. She was now walking in the middle of the forest. She doesn't even remember how she got in this dark place. She sobbed. She falls down and pulled her hair. She wants answers! She wants the truth! She might find out what was going on around her. She was sure about the discomfort of her parents after hearing her telling them about the monster she saw.There's more confusing. Her mind was taken away. She said to go to Merfie but she ended up sitting here in the middle of the forest. She couldn't control herself and emotion. She stood up and looked up to the sky that had a few stars glittering above her. As she shouted. She felt how her bones flexed. She was back on the ground and she saw things in a different and confusing way.
Her head aches. She opened her eyes. She was full of shock after realizing that she was not in the forest anymore but in a strange room. “What the hell? This is crazy! I am no longer in the forest and I am not in my room!” The last thing she remembered was the happening in the forest. A man spying around punched her and that caused her to lose her senses. . Now that she has a clue, she stood up and walked closely to the front of the mirror. She looked around the room after assuring that she looks presentable despite her own fashioned cloth. Jelca forced herself to remember this room but everything she saw was totally foreign in her eyes. The smell was not familiar also. She tied her hair before she decided to go outside to see who owns the room. Jelca was totally amused regarding the view. The living room was clean and the surrounding is peaceful. From being amused, her emotion changed to anger. How couldn't she be angry if the man on the sofa punched her that way? That hurts. Th
She woke up the next day, trying to erase the things that happened in the past few days in her head. Right now, she was in their garden and waters the plant. She heard how someone cleared its throat coming in her direction. It was her dear sister. It was Kate. When Kate stood beside her, her heart suddenly ached. She couldn't forget how Kate hurt her feelings. She was so loved by her sister but she heard unusual hurtful words from her last day. “Jelca,” Kate started. She swallowed and slightly looked in her sister's direction. She saw an awful and regretful expression on Kate's face. “Kate!” she said. They just mentioned each other's names but that means a lot. At the end of their misunderstanding they found each other under a heartily embrace. “I am sorry, Jelca. I should have not said that all,” Kate said after their hug. “It's alright, Kate. You made the right thing. From the start, I already sensed about all this. The three of you were over protective and authoritarian, and