I woke up in a pool of sweat,
Images of my horrible nightmare reflecting before my eyes.
What was that dream all about?
I couldn't remember.
The only thing I remembered was me, walking in a forest at night.
The moon was full and the air was full of scents, scents of prey.
Oh Goddess, what's this all about?
I've been having these weird dreams over and over again since they started
two weeks ago.
Every part, every nerve, every muscle in my body was aching.
I felt like that night with Ciaran; and I was afraid.
The first time I changed into my wolf form I had almost killed Hunter, my love, mùirn beatha dan. That couldn't happen again, but what if it suddenly happened in front of other people? They'd be afraid, porbably as afraid as I am right now. Then I suddenly realised, to shape-shift you need to do a spell. Yes, I used a spell with Ciaran. That thought soothed me, at least for a while it did, but I was still worried. I looked at my alarm-clock; 06:30 AM, too early to get up, I'd wake my parents and they'd see me all messed up like this. No they wouldn't, COULDN'T see me now.
Luckily for me it was a Saturday and it was the first weekend of my one week holiday. 'I'll take a shower' I thought, I didn't care that much about my parents for the moment anyway; I just knew I felt terrible. So I got up and I walked towards the little bathroom I shared with my younger sister: Mary K. I really hurt to move my clumsy body out of my bed but after the shower I felt so much better. I went downstairs to have some breakfast when I suddenly saw that we had run out of poptarts! I wanted to cry in agony; until I realised it wasn't the end of the world. Still I needed something familiar, something tasty to make me feel better after my usual nightmare. So I opened the fridge and I grabbed a can of Diet-Coke and popped it. 'Ah,' I thought 'how delightful.' The divine beverage made me think about Hunter, and about the way he hated it so. Oh my Goddess! Hunter! I hadn't been able to tell him about my dreams, as proven I alway tend to hide my personal (or magickal) problems from my soulmate. I was always afraid that he'd be mad at me, but instead, he was mostly mad at me for not telling him my problems and for having to find out on his own. I did realise that I could trust him but still it was difficult for me.
I decided to send him a witch message: "Can I come over?" Then suddenly the small detail of it being only half past six in the morning hit me, I hoped I didn't wake him.
I suddenly heard a voice in my head. It scared me until I realised it was Hunter, I was obviously still sleepy "Ofcourse you can come." Relieved as hell, I wrote a note to my parents saying I was at Hunter's place and I'd be back on time for lunch. I went outside to my loyal car, nicknamed Das Boot; I opened my car and got in. It was freezing in there and the nice vinyl seats didn't help much either but as soon as I blasted the heaters everything got hot and more comfortable for me, 'thank the goddess for heating' I thought.
I didn't take long to get to Hunter's place, it always suprised me how fast I pulled up on his drive-up. Hunter was standing outside, obviously waiting for me. I greeted him with a quick kiss 'Good morning, my darling' he said 'Good morning, love' I said in an oh-so fake Brittish accent He laughed 'What's up, is there something wrong?' he asked 'We need to talk' 'Lets go inside' Hunter said.
Normally he lived with his cousin Sky but after breaking up with Raven and having a little sinnful fun with my half-brother Killian she decided to go back to England for a while; so he was alone. I never really really liked Sky, she wasn't really the kind of person I'd choose for a friend but I didn't mention that to Hunter, I don't think he'd appreciate that.
'So, tell me everything' he said. My heart began to race in my chest and I became very nervous but I got myself together 'Well,' I said in a hesitating way 'I've been having these dreams.' 'What kind of dreams?' he asked and I immeadiatly sensed his more serious tone. 'They're about me, I see myself in a forest at night. In my wolf form, just like with Ciaran. And I'm hunting and smelling my prey' I blurted out, I had to tell him; I couldn't hide it any longer.
'Why didn't you tell me this earlier?' Hunter demanded. 'I was afraid, afraid of you being mad at me' I responded, and suddenly he hugged me saying 'Morgan, please, the next time something like this happens, come directly to me.' 'I know, I know' I said and I felt tears prickling my eyes. Before I know it Hunter pulled me in a deep kiss and the feeling was indescribable. 'Taim i' ngra leat' hunter said, although I didn't understand Gaelic I immeadiatly understood the words. 'I love you too' I whispered. And there we lay, on the couch, in eachothers arms. I wished we could lie there forever, an ever lasting embrace.
The first time I changed into my wolf form I had almost killed Hunter, my love, mùirn beatha dan. That couldn't happen again, but what if it suddenly happened in front of other people? They'd be afraid, porbably as afraid as I am right now. Then I suddenly realised, to shape-shift you need to do a spell. Yes, I used a spell with Ciaran. That thought soothed me, at least for a while it did, but I was still worried. I looked at my alarm-clock; 06:30 AM, too early to get up, I'd wake my parents and they'd see me all messed up like this. No they wouldn't, COULDN'T see me now.
Luckily for me it was a Saturday and it was the first weekend of my one week holiday. 'I'll take a shower' I thought, I didn't care that much about my parents for the moment anyway; I just knew I felt terrible. So I got up and I walked towards the little bathroom I shared with my younger sister: Mary K. I really hurt to move my clumsy body out of my bed but after the shower I felt so much better. I went downstairs to have some breakfast when I suddenly saw that we had run out of poptarts! I wanted to cry in agony; until I realised it wasn't the end of the world. Still I needed something familiar, something tasty to make me feel better after my usual nightmare. So I opened the fridge and I grabbed a can of Diet-Coke and popped it. 'Ah,' I thought 'how delightful.' The divine beverage made me think about Hunter, and about the way he hated it so. Oh my Goddess! Hunter! I hadn't been able to tell him about my dreams, as proven I alway tend to hide my personal (or magickal) problems from my soulmate. I was always afraid that he'd be mad at me, but instead, he was mostly mad at me for not telling him my problems and for having to find out on his own. I did realise that I could trust him but still it was difficult for me.
I decided to send him a witch message: "Can I come over?" Then suddenly the small detail of it being only half past six in the morning hit me, I hoped I didn't wake him.
I suddenly heard a voice in my head. It scared me until I realised it was Hunter, I was obviously still sleepy "Ofcourse you can come." Relieved as hell, I wrote a note to my parents saying I was at Hunter's place and I'd be back on time for lunch. I went outside to my loyal car, nicknamed Das Boot; I opened my car and got in. It was freezing in there and the nice vinyl seats didn't help much either but as soon as I blasted the heaters everything got hot and more comfortable for me, 'thank the goddess for heating' I thought.
I didn't take long to get to Hunter's place, it always suprised me how fast I pulled up on his drive-up. Hunter was standing outside, obviously waiting for me. I greeted him with a quick kiss 'Good morning, my darling' he said 'Good morning, love' I said in an oh-so fake Brittish accent He laughed 'What's up, is there something wrong?' he asked 'We need to talk' 'Lets go inside' Hunter said.
Normally he lived with his cousin Sky but after breaking up with Raven and having a little sinnful fun with my half-brother Killian she decided to go back to England for a while; so he was alone. I never really really liked Sky, she wasn't really the kind of person I'd choose for a friend but I didn't mention that to Hunter, I don't think he'd appreciate that.
'So, tell me everything' he said. My heart began to race in my chest and I became very nervous but I got myself together 'Well,' I said in a hesitating way 'I've been having these dreams.' 'What kind of dreams?' he asked and I immeadiatly sensed his more serious tone. 'They're about me, I see myself in a forest at night. In my wolf form, just like with Ciaran. And I'm hunting and smelling my prey' I blurted out, I had to tell him; I couldn't hide it any longer.
'Why didn't you tell me this earlier?' Hunter demanded. 'I was afraid, afraid of you being mad at me' I responded, and suddenly he hugged me saying 'Morgan, please, the next time something like this happens, come directly to me.' 'I know, I know' I said and I felt tears prickling my eyes. Before I know it Hunter pulled me in a deep kiss and the feeling was indescribable. 'Taim i' ngra leat' hunter said, although I didn't understand Gaelic I immeadiatly understood the words. 'I love you too' I whispered. And there we lay, on the couch, in eachothers arms. I wished we could lie there forever, an ever lasting embrace.