Onyx
I waited on the exit for an hour before I saw Fiarra coming out from the school premises. I approached her and stood still while gazing into her eyes.
“Thank you.” I smile.
She stays emotionless. There was something bothering her and I couldn't make up.
“What’s wrong?” I asked her.
“Nothing!” She spats and leaves the spot.
“Wait a minute! What is wrong with you?” I try holding her hands but she jerks them off.
“I don’t understand women! Like for a couple of hours ago you were beating that bully for me and now you are being rude to me. I deserve to know the reason.” I yell.
She turns to me and stares deeply in my eyes, “I don't know what to say to you but it felt bad to see a werewolf like you as a disgrace to our community.”
“What? Werewolf?” I ask in disbelief.
“Why don’t you understand? You are not an ordinary human, Onyx! You are a werewolf.” she states but i cant believe her words a bit.
“They exist in books and movies. There is something wrong with you.” i huff.
Fiarra grabs my hand roughly and drags me to an isolated place behind the school.
“Let me show you something and leave it on you what you believe.” Her voice is bold and calming.
She went behind the tree and I noticed her removing clothes. My eyes widened on her activity, “what the hell are you doing?” i hiss.
“Shut up!” she yells.
Suddenly, I hear the cracking of the bones and the soul under my body dies. A big grey wolf appeared in front of me and I got scared to see her. I trip and fall on the ground, as i try to scream, i realised that i lost my voice on this specific occasion.
What the fuck, man? The words are lost inside somewhere deep in my vocal cords, the more I feel my tongue dry and itchy.
“What the fuck are you? Shit! Man!! holy shit! You are a werewolf, a real werewolf?” I had some courage to throw up these words.
Suddenly, she transforms in her human form and I am almost lost to see her standing naked in front of me.
“Ah! Don’t mind me, it’s normal to be naked with other werewolves.” She smiled devilishly at me.
“Other werewolves?” my own voice echoed in my mouth. There is a wheezing sound coming out while I breathe.
“Yes, we have our own pack! My father is an Alpha!” whatever she said went up through my head. “Are you okay?” she is concerned.
“Thanks for the concern and no! I Am not okay! You are a fucking werewolf?”
“Just a werewolf!” she corrects me.
“Yeah! Whatever but you are a shapeshifting animal and now I know i can die peacefully.” I am flabbergasted.
“There is something wrong with you, Onyx. I don't understand why are you in the human world in the first place and second thing is why haven’t you had your first shift? That would have proved the point.” Fiarra’s word went up from my head.
“Fiarra! Listen, I respect you and your identity and I will keep it hidden but why are you constantly making me admit that I am a werewolf when certainly I am not.” i clarify.
“If you weren't a werewolf, i would have noticed. I can sense your soul which is purely a werewolf but I can't reach your inner wolf. It means you haven’t shifted into your wolf form at least once.”
“Your mythological language is terrifying me.” I sigh.
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