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Chapter 10: The return of the wolf

295 AC – day of the full moon

Arya POV

Dread filled Arya's stomach, today was the full moon. It was going to be the second time that her sister Sansa, would transform into a beast. When Arya heard the news of what had happened with Sansa, she wanted to see how her sister was doing. Then came the news when father invited Lord Bolton who explained the curse of the werewolf to us. Her father would then have a cabin built so that Sansa could have a place to contain herself without killing anyone else. She sat on her bed thinking back; to where it all started back in those crypts with their encounter.

She sat up and went out to see if she could find any distractions to keep her busy. It was almost noon, and she was slightly hungry so she decided to head to the kitchens. As she was walking along, she did not notice where she was going, bumping head first into her mother. "Oomph" Arya fell back on her bum, "Arya, I'm sorry for not seeing you there sweetie".

Her mother would help her up, dusting off her clothes as she inspected me like a broken vase. "I'm fine" as I pushed her hands away, "Where were you going little one?" "I was going to the kitchen for a quick bite, and then maybe look for Robb, Jon, or Sansa" "Make sure you don't linger for too long, you have been missing a lot of your lessons lately".

Arya twiddled with her thumbs, she was missing her lessons to practice her swordplay. "Arya, I know you don't find your lessons fun but, they are essential for you to learn to be presentable when in front of other lords and ladies".

I nodded as I went on my way, I sighed knowing that I will never learn to enjoy those lessons from Septa Mordane. As I was walking I came across Sansa, "Hey Sansa" she turned to face me "Oh hello Arya".

We walked along in awkward silence, "Where were you heading to?" "I was heading to the kitchens, what about you" "Oh me, I was heading to Septa Mordane to make up for lost lessons; I missed a few lessons, and I want to make sure I didn't miss anything" "We missed how to sew a different flower, who cares". As we continued, we returned to the silence. I think Sansa was avoiding the issue at hand; the fact that tonight she would undergo her transformation again but this time locked up in a cabin.

"Sansa, stop evading the affliction, we both know what today is. It's the full moon, and tonight you're going to transform into a werewolf again" I bluntly told her. Sansa seemed to have her breath taken away from her; she stumbled on her steps as she clutched the wall for support. I then noticed that tears started to well up in her eyes; realizing my mistake I gave her a hug hoping to comfort her. She started to shift to hugging me back; after a few minutes, we separated as she started to wipe away her tears. "I'm sorry for being so emotional; I try to push the memory back into the back of my mind but; this is who I am now. I am a monster, every month I become a beast that would ravage and hunt. "I looked at her, guilt building inside me knowing that this could have been avoided if we didn't go exploring that night in the crypts.

"I'm sorry Sansa. I know I have repeated it like a thousand times but I mean it. I never wanted this to happen to you and I want to make you feel joyful like you once were" Sansa smiled at my remark, "I accept your apology with grace, Arya you need to understand that even though I am less than thrilled to have this curse, I have to make do with what I have".

"Come on, we still have till evening, let's enjoy ourselves" I nodded at my sister's words, as went along with each other making small talk. I think back to the old times when we were not this close and we had a strained relationship due to our differences in our interests. I realize that this brought us closer as family, making us connect and understand our mindsets. Sansa is my sister and would do anything to help her, like my father said once "When the cold wind blows the lone wolf dies but the pack survives".

Sansa POV

She looked out her window, the sun was not set yet, still peering out, having a timeless feeling to it, for nightfall would settle in not a few hours later. Sansa took in a deep breath; she knew what was to transpire tonight. Preparations were in place for her, the cabin, containing her during the full moon preventing further 'accidents' to be committed. She could already feel a slight itch in her bones, a signal for what was going to happen tonight. Sansa decided to wear a plain-looking gown, a beige color, inexpensive so as not to ruin another clothing of hers.

Sometimes she wished this were a dream, an image of her mind that she made up, only for her to wake to the reality that bites. She tried to ease her mind by distracting herself, composing the gown she was wearing, looking out the window, and reading the books she had in her room. A knock interrupt her thoughts, as a Harwin entered my room "Lady Sansa, it's time". I nodded as I got up and followed him out the hall.

We walked in silence, with Harwin occasionally making glances at me. Most of father's men had seen what I was; father had them swear a vow to keep her condition confidential. News spread fast, Sansa feared what people would have thought of her if they knew the monster from within. "Don't worry my lady, we will make sure that you are taken care of, I promise" he shot me a smile of reassurance; I smiled back, my anxiety calming down.

As we entered the courtyard, the sun was nearing its end, the itching in my bones becoming more of a nuisance for my well-being. My family was waiting for me, my mother walked towards me first placing her hand on my shoulder, "Sansa, I want to reassure you that you will always be my daughter. You are a Stark and a Tully, don't let this take your life down and continue to strive for the future" I was moved by my mother's words that I hugged her. She returned the hug gracefully, as we separated my sibling came up to me, giving their parting words to me and hugs as well. I did not want to linger too long, as the sun was weaning on the edge and I was starting to feel the heat coming.

Harwin and I trekked on, we were a sizable distance from Winterfell, and my eyes landed on the cabin that was to house me. Standing on the outskirts of it, was my father and Lord Bolton accompanied by men of Stark and Bolton. "Sansa, I know this is far from what you desire, but I want to let you know that these precautions are to make you feel safer" he drew me into a hug as he whispered, "I love you, don't you ever forget that my pup". I felt content hearing my father call me 'pup', it provided me comfort knowing what was going to happen.

"Let's hurry, we barely have any light left, let's get you inside" as my father ushered me into the cabin, I was able to get a look at the surroundings. It was quite quaint, quite spacious considering what it had to contain, and a set of manacles plus a set of chains were kept in the corner of the room, bolted down by posts. There was a small barred window, where Sansa could see the sky darkening as the sunlight began to dimmer.

I looked to my father worryingly, "Don't worry, those are there to keep you in place" I nodded as I held out my hands for the guards. The manacles were fastened on my wrists, as they wrapped the chains around my mid-section, as beads of sweat started to slide down my neck. As they finished securing me, before they stepped out father gave me one last look of reassurance, "Fear not Sansa, I will be right outside, you will be safe I promise". I smiled at him as my father stepped outside closing the doors and locking them to ensure that I did not break loose.

I sat in a kneeling position; waiting was the worst part of this. Knowing what was to come, was daunting, wishing that the change could be a faster and more painless process. Sansa kept her eyes on the door, hoping that this time the wolf will not run loose again. The thought that she would

'It's starting to feel like it' I looked out the window, catching the glimpse of light diminishing, replacing it with darkness. 'I should be able to know when it starts' the itching was more noticeable, and the heat was building up, sweat was already beading on her head. Then it happened, Sansa splayed forward, almost involuntarily as the tension of the chains creaked to hold in place. 'What was that surge' as she thought, it was as if she was struck by a lightning bolt, Sansa started to pant heavily, as her body quivered in anticipation of what was about to happen.

Sansa would then curl in on herself, as she felt her insides squirm, as the sounds of her organs were audible in her room. 'So it begins' as a sense of dread filled her, as stabbing pains gripped her stomach. She braced herself, even though it would do nothing to slow the changes happening to her. Sansa groaned as the muscles of her abdomen tightened as she struggled to not double over. Sansa was breathing labored breaths, as she held her midsection in desperation as more noises started to resound within the cabin, the cramps more painful than the first time. As her organs started to rearrange themselves, Sansa turned her attention to the window, the moonlight covering her entire body as her eyes started to lose her blue hue for a light golden color.

Her heart was pounding in her chest; her auburn hair was soaked with sweat until the beast flashed in her mind. "No… I will not you win this… I am stronger than…" a painful cry escaped her mouth as another pain shot through her. The transformation was beginning; a crack emitted through the room as she raised her right hand to see it elongate before her eyes, her nails seemed to grow into black sharp files as her knuckles crunched backward. It was around this time that Sansa, started to taste blood in her mouth, she raised one of her hands to her mouth to find out that her teeth were reshaped into canines like that of a wolf.

However, this was just the start, as a crack rang through the cabin. Sansa screamed at the top of her lungs as her hands clutched her abdomen, she looked down her gown to see red hairs were now sprouting on her chest. "Please… no… more…" more cracks resound as her spine stretched, pressing against her skin, the end pushing out her ass as she felt her tail blooming with red fur as it continued to lengthen. Before she could focus on her tail, her feet cracked, reshaping themselves, growing claws as new muscles extended her slender legs. Sansa would then get down on all fours, feeling it to be natural to be in this position, as the changes continued.

"Oh no… I hate this part" her chest convulsed, popping forward as her ribs press insistently against her skin. She grimaced breathing through her teeth, as her gown finally gave as it ripped revealing her breasts, nearly covered in fur. "AHHHHHHHHHH" as Sansa's hips bucked, her round butt jerking with violent cracks as they forcefully deformed, losing their curvaceous. Now completely nude, nearly completely covered in fur, Sansa grunted in pain as the final changes were coming.

Dread came over Sansa, as her thoughts were now reworking into an animal. Sansa thrashed her head back and forth, as she could feel her ears elongating, her face started to stretch and wrenched into place as fur-lined her entire face. She seemed to embrace the change this time, welcoming the monster growing within her thoughts, her youthful features disappearing into predatory fury.

The beast had returned as it let a victorious howl to the full moon. It took in its surroundings as it realized that it was restrained within this room, it tugged at the manacles and the chains that held onto its body. With a furious roar, it ripped its right hand free before freeing its other hand, then tearing the chains that held the body. It roared in gloriously, before taking in the air, smelling prey on the other side of the door. The beast bashed against the door, tearing and gnashing, as the door gave way as it launched out to meet its prey.

Notes:

To be continued...

As you can see, I have lengthened the transformation, adding more details to it. In the future, I may add more details to explain the intricacies of how painful the transformation is. I do plan to expand more on the mythology of the werewolf in the future, but for now, the werewolf is just like a feral animal. Oh and don't worry about this cliffhanger, the next chapter will be coming soon. Anyway, read and review.