And here, Ruth's secrets are finally being revealed! Woo!


Chapter 7 – Moonlight

A month later, Ruth was sat in the living room typing something up on her laptop. She was happy and content, having settled down completely with the CreepyPastas and being accepted as part of the family. Life had taken an interesting turn for her, with no set routine to be found and everyone doing whatever they pleased.

"Um… Ruth?"

She looked up to see Masky hovering over her.

"Hey, Masky. You okay?"

Masky nodded. "Yeah. You know what tonight is, right?"

Ruth's face fell. She hated this time of the month. It meant a whole lot of lying to people she trusted.

"Yeah, I know," she murmured quietly. "I'll head out at around half nine."

"You know, you can tell them. They'd understand."

Ruth shook her head resolutely. "No. Not yet."

Masky looked as if he was about to argue, but decided to simply nod in agreement and leave.

L.J. walked in a few minutes later. He and Ruth exchanged a respectful glance, before he settled down in his usual spot in the corner and started wrapping candies in brightly coloured wrappers.

At half past nine that night, Ruth slipped out of the mansion and headed as deep into the woods as she dared. Moonlight streamed through gaps in the thick foliage, making her shiver in tension. Pretty soon, she'd have to change.

Somewhere around ten o'clock, her bones suddenly started to crack. Her jaw forced itself forward into a muzzle, her ribcage narrowed and morphed to fit her expanding lungs and her muscles stretched and contracted with the transformation. Thick brown and black fur sprouted all over her body as a tail formed at the base of her back and her hands and feet changed into large paws with lethal claws. Large white fangs replaced her teeth, and her ears shifted to the top of her head and grew large and pointed. All this happened in a matter of seconds.

When Ruth opened her eyes, slit-shaped pupils pierced her golden orbs, and the moonlight registered in her mind as pools and lines of pale gold. Scents became sights as animal instincts settled in the back of her conscious, and every muscle was tensed, ready to hunt. The wolf had taken the place of the human.

Loud yelling snapped Ruth into focus. Sensing trouble, she headed straight for it.