Chapter 3

Yes we are Dominique but I need to explain to you the history of werewolves so you'll understand where our family line comes in" my aunt explained carefully.

"About a thousand years ago, when werewolves first appeared, they were powerful beings of light. With white fur that would shine brightly as the moon,They were one of the most graceful mystical beings on this earth".

"Werewolves were divided into two, the healers and the warriors. The healers were graceful creatures blessed with the ability to heal any kind of disease, injuries or illness. While the warriors were blessed with the ability to withhold powers that would help them in war. Swordsmanship skills, great speed, teleportation and various others." They had it all.

"They both lived in harmony, until the warriors discovered that healers could also wield warriors powers, the warriors began to get jealous of the healers and began to covet their powers too.

The warriors began to plot ways to destroy the healers and a Great War broke out between the warriors and the healers. The healers won the war because they had a greater advantage over the warriors, their healing abilities. The Moon Goddess saw this and cursed the warriors forever making them lose their light and there by making them creatures of the dark.

The warriors were so angry about this they vowed to take revenge, so they killed any healer they found with the help of other realms banished the healers from the werewolves realm. The hate still continues till today. People can't stand healers. The moon goddess saw this and to ensure peace cursed is to only have one healer in each generation, the healers were the only one who had white fur while the rest of us had grey furs. In order to be safe, we spread round the world and would not morph unless in emergency situations. We mostly hid in the human realm so the other werewolves would find it hard to find us.

"Aunt, that means we are the descendants of the healers" I asked to be sure.

"Yes, my aunt replied, we are healers, your family and I. But we haven't had a healer who would possess healing abilities and the white fur in your generation yet and so I hoped it would be you".

"But aunt I am unable to morph yet, so how do you know?" I asked out of curiosity.

"I don't know yet Dominique but I am still positive because your cousin, my son Jason was the healer of my generation"

"You have a son aunt, how come I never knew"I asked angry that she had kept such an important thing from me.

"It's not that I meant to keep it from you Dominique, it's just that he hasn't been with me since he morphed. He was an early bloomer and morphed at the tender age of seven before your parents death."

"To keep him safe, I sent him to live with your grandparents where he would learn about his powers properly and be well protected against the warriors who are after his life".

"But I promise you'll meet him soon" my aunt said assuring me.

"Ok aunt, I look forward to meeting your son."I said sincerely.

"We should go home aunt, it's really late now" I said to my aunt.

"Dominique I thought about this and I have an idea, I really don't want to hurt you but maybe seeing me morph would help you transform" my aunt said calmly.

"I don't know aunt but it really doesn't seem like a good idea"I said to her .

"I know Dominique but you have never seen me morph but maybe if you see me transform it will be enough to trigger your werewolf abilities"

"Plus it has been so long I transformed, my wolf has been begging to be free for days now" my aunt explained calmly.

"Ok aunt, maybe you should, I wouldn't like it if because of me your wolf is hurt. The forest seems deserted enough. It's perfect for you to morph without people noticing" I said to her excited to see her morph.

"Ok baby, since you're so excited, I'll do it, you are sure you'll be okay right?" My aunt asked worriedly.

I knew I wasn't going to be okay but I encouraged her to go on because she had not looked so excited in a long time, plus I was so curious about how the whole transformation process occurred.

My aunt began to take off her clothes, since we didn't bring a change of clothes and transforming would ruin her clothes.

I turned around since it felt so weird to see my aunt naked.

"Don't be shy baby, we are both women ok" my aunt said teasing me.

“I’m not shy aunt” I replied

"I’m going to transform now” my aunt said.

“Ok aunt” I reply her

Soon I hear the cracking of bones, I wondered if aunt wasn’t in pain fur starts to appear on her body.

My head starts to hurt and I get dizzy memories from my parents death start to flood my mind…..