Love of a Wolf

By: Alys

PG

Part 3

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(You'll get this as you read, but when Darien speaks to Luna what he
says is in . What he thinks to himself, or talks to himself it will
be in " ".)









I do have a name, I whispered silently. It's Darien, and
again as I pleaded silently for her to here me, I saw the cat watching
me.

"Serena, I think it's time for you to go in. Leave the window
cracked so I can get in later. I want to make sure he leaves ok?" said
Luna.

"Ok. Goodnight Luna. Good night, um, um, well good night," said
Serena as she walked through the door and closed it behind her. Pulling
close her curtains, the lights went off and that was that.

Good night Serena, I whispered again to no one. Or at least
I thought no one.

"What do you want here wolf?" asked Luna. She was staring at me
with both a protective anger and fear that all do when they see me. "I
know you heard me. What do you want here?"

You, you can hear me? This was new. No one had ever
understood me.

"Yes I can here you. You and I are both from the world of
unknown. It would not be possible for me not to hear you. I do hope you
understand that, Werewolf."

You know? How could you know?

"A talking wolf, all the attacks. I figured as much. Now one
last time. What are you doing here?"

I'm not sure. He brought me here. I couldn't stop him.

"Him? You mean the wolf. Why would he follow Serena? For a
snack?"

No! I would never hurt Serena. He followed her because I
convinced him, me that Serena was part of my pack, and that I needed to
protect her. It was the only way I could stop myself from hurting her.
I didn't realize that the wolf would take it seriously. I never meant
to follow here. It just sort of happened, said Darien to the cat, the
whole time thinking it didn't feel weird, and yet it did, talking to a
cat.

"I see. So tell me wolf, do you have any other reasons for
being here? Do you, Darien?"

Shit, you, you heard be before didn't you? Please, don't tell
Serena. I don't anyone to know. I don't need people fearing me, human
or wolf. Once I figure out how to stop it I will, and then people will
forget. They won't remember, and it will become another story. I just
need to…

"You don't know do you? Why weren't you told? Your parents
should have filled you in. How could they not tell you? What kind of
irresponsible, stupid, forgetful…"

SHUT UP! Don't you ever talk about them like that, growled
Darien as he pounced at the cat, past rage reawakened. Missing her by
not more than an inch he growled low in his throat, eyes glowing mad.
My parents died a long time ago. When I was only a kid. They
were the kindest, smartest people I knew, and if you ever, ever talk
like that about them again, I will used you as my next chew toy!

Breathing hard, each looked at the other, one in rage, the other in
fear. Slowly, and choosing her words wisely, Luna opened her mouth to
speak.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know. I spoke without finding out all the
facts. Again, I'm sorry. As an apology, let me fill you in on the
missing facts."

Slowly he moved away from her, returning to his former place.
Rage still chewed at his soul, but the curiosity of his past was strong
enough to control it. He wanted to know what he was, what he truly was.

"Hmmm… Where should I begin? I guess this all started thousands
of years ago when humans still believed in and practiced the magic of
the old. As I understand it, a foolish human meddled in magic that were
far to great for him to control, and this resulted in the opening of
the Gate. The Gate led from our world, the world of myths, stories and
legends as the humans put it, to this world. Pulled by a force unknown,
us and others of our world were pulled into this one, and the Gate was
closed forever, because no one was willing to try the ancient magic
again."

That explains where I came from, or at least my ancestors, but
that doesn't help me now. In this time there is no magic, and so magic
can't help me. How do I break this curse? How do I stop the wolf?

"Let me finish. You are as about as impatient as Serena. Now,
where was I? Oh, I remember. Once we were here, we were trapped. None
of the races pulled into this world could work human magic and open the
gate. Many tried to live normal lives; even though very few were able
to keep on living. Most were feared and hunted, or they were killed for
other reasons. Creatures such as dragons, unicorns, and other races
were destroyed quickly, and those that did survive lived in fear of
humans. Some, like my people were able to live among them unnoticed,
and left alone. Some, like your people tried, but were found out sooner
or later.

You see, Werewolves were human during the day, and wolf by
night. They only time they had to worry was the day of the full moon
because they were wolf the whole day. Also, when around others of their
pack, their family, they were able to keep their heads, and few
accidents happened. But like every race there are those who want
something more, and those of your race wanted revenge. They wanted to
make the humans paying for the trouble they had caused, and those
wolves destroyed the lives of all werewolves. Humans started killing
any wolf they saw, and people said to have the blood were killed even
fasted.

For a child to be a werewolf, the child needs two parents who
have the wolf blood. If he only has half, then he will carry it, never
knowing. You see, that why there are next to none of your race left.
Both your parents must have had the blood, and they passed it onto
you."

Ok, but how do I …

"Let me finish! Through your veins runs the blood of a wolf,
and of a human. For one to prevail, the other must die. That is how you
break to curse, that is how a werewolf kills his other half. The wolf
must die, and die a noble death or if he doesn't he will steal his
human partner's soul and both shall perish!"





End



I know this was short, but it felt like a good stopping point. Part 4
will be out really soon, but i would like to ask for some help. i need
a name for Serena to give to Darien. Something that can go to ways,
kind like the name rose. Rsoes are pretty but they can still hurt ya
know?It can be in any language, but i could really use some help.


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